..cocksucking, arse fucking, cumshots. I was stiff as a rod of iron watching it, confused at the same time. “I'm not fucking gay!” I thought. But ...atching the action on the screen was making me harder and harder. I looked around the cinema. There were men wanking off on their own, watching the porn on the screen. And there were others, playing with each other. There was one guy blatantly sucking the cock of his friend, out in the open. Fuck, that was so fucking horny to watch!I slid my hand. We were to live with his friend Joe, as he had a three bedroom place and was separated from his wife, so had lots of room. I knew as soon as I seen Joe that it might be trouble, as he was a really sexy looking guy. And was so big, a well built fellow. He and Ed were doing several jobs at the same time, so they would leave for work early and maybe Joe would come home around 10 to do paper work in his office. He always said something to me about how nice I looked and what a good looking woman I. My curiousity thourghly aroused I dressed and went downstairs and out the back door. My anus still tingled from the sexual encounter with Uncle Dave a few short hours ago. I went to bed alone. He kissed me goodnight and went downstairs. I watched his lean lovely body as he left the room. Whenhe was in his home he prefered to be naked and that evening emerging from his house greeting his late night guests totally naked, his huge uncut cock swinging like a pendulm. I followed the pathway to. Yet I couldn’t. “I don’t think so. I’m not supposed to interact with anyone.”“Ah,” she replied. "So you’re a newbie.”“You know about that?”“Yes,” she said amiably. “That’s the rule when we first arrive here. They want to control our interactions, so our social disorders can be managed.”“Does everyone here have a social disorder?” I asked.“We’re not supposed to talk. You’ll find out soon enough.”And she left me.I lingered long enough to get a good look at all the women. And the men, but.