I drove toward home but something was very wrong. Businesses were open that closed long ago. The signage on the McDonald's was years outdated. I passe... a corner restaurant that I was certain was now a popular national chain restaurant. I passed by undeveloped areas that should be covered with homes and stores. The biggest problem occurred when I reached the freeway onramp. The ramp was still being built.I pulled over to the side of the road. What was going on? Apparently, the area of the city. After meeting and what followed during our time together, we kept up our routine on sexting, sex chats, and video sex.We found ways to keep each other titillated: talking about how we’d have an early morning fuck or a quickie in the office parking lot or some action while flying or at the movies. A teasing picture or an audio clip here or there would make us instantly horny and we really wanted to spend some time together again.I would often play with myself imaging our first time; licking her. I did not know what that meant, I had fucked four girls and was ready for number five as Mary lowered her self down. I watched my wanker disappear into her wet snatch. Mary started working my dick and I was enjoying every minute of it. She took my hand and placed my thumb on her clit and started rubbing it. She started to orgasim big time, at which point I started to unload my balls into her. My dick stayed hard and laid on top of me and I pumped her from underneath then we rolled over and. It is just the reality of the male psyche: almost all men are bi-sexual at heart, many just never cross the invisible line society has created. (But more of my straight turning philosophy later)"Please don't make me," he begged."I am not going to make you do anything Matt," I said, moving my cock around his lips. "But you don't get my cock until you choose a pet name for me to call you." Y-y-you are not going to call me the name in public are you?" He stammered, both petrified for his new.