Stinger led Roy to a room first to get some supplies. As they approached, Roy couldn't help but admire Stinger's looks, particularly his firm, tight youthful buttocks. "Sure would love to show him MY stinger", Roy mused wistfully. Stinger entered the room, which appeared more luxurious than the other rooms for the Dojo guests. Along with a dresser and closet, a queen sized bed took up most of the space. Next to the bed was a door to an adjacent bathroom. "Let me change into something a little more comfortable..",Stinger purred, shaking his hips from side to side as he entered the bathroom and closed the door. Ray was feeling a burning sensation in his loins, begging for release. He knew it was his duty, no, his destiny, to de flower the youth and show him all of his moves. "A worthy apprentice,"Ray concluded. The door opened and out strode Stinger, wearing nothing but an open bathrobe. Ray basked in the glory of his new apprentice; his puny legs, his insignificant genitals, his lack of an pubic hair. Ray knew it was a lot of ploughing work ahead to make Stinger's youthful, almost feminine physique more manly. "This is the crime scene,"Stinger said huskily, smiling slightly at this large hunk of man flesh. "Ready to show me YOUR stinger?" Roy smiled, feeling his stinger strain against his pants. He looked into the young boy's playful eyes, his own voice low and baritone,"it's like you read my mind...".