You’re perfume fills the air, its scent is one of ecstasy, I can not savor it enoughI ask, you answer, the moment is nearThe bubbles of love are abo...t to appearI start with your hair, it fills me with excitement, its soft texture thrills meMy hands comb it’s fabric, it is so fineYour face tells me you are readyReady for more, ready for bubbles of loveThe water is pouring, it’s just right; I’ve made sureI turn back, too stare, you fill meFill me with the passionThe love I desireI am naked, my. Anything that we say is between us and stays with us. It’s our business only, okay?"“Okay, for sure,” he replies.“Actually,” I say, “I will tell you, since I can count on you that it will gono further, it’s been at least fifteen years for me, too. But I make up for it by jerking off at least every other day. How about you?"He grins. "Not quite as often but I like to blow a load once a week or so."I smile and reach out to shake hands. "My name's Bob."He shakes my hand, laughing. "You're shitting. He produced little noise, except for the cacophony of exhalation and saliva passing through a ball gag every couple of seconds.Yes, he was indeed a fine specimen. But there was more to this half-naked and bound figure than was immediately apparent.You see, over the last 24 hours, two of my associates had worked in shifts to prepare him. Their task had been a simple one: to bring his body into a state of euphoric desperation, the type of which only a man can experience. They had been instructed. Whilst we were looking things over he just burst out with, ‘I wanted to include sucking on your cock.' Shocked but very pleasantly surprised, I just said, ‘I would definitely sign off on that.’ We both smiled. ‘I'm serious. I mean it; I would love you to suck on my cock,’ I said quickly so as not to lose the moment. ‘So am I,' he said. ‘I've wanted you to do it for a long time so, let do it,’ I said.‘It's just a case of where and when,’ he said. ‘It can’t be soon enough for me,’ I commented..