The only guys left were the host and I. He asked if I liked cigars as he was an aficionado. I replied I did enjoy the odd cigar but was not well verse... in the practice.He told the remaining guests we were going to go have a cigar on the balcony off of his bedroom, and to please excuse us for a few minutes. I was fairly drunk and a few naughty thoughts entered my mind, but I certainly wasn't going to be forward with my curiosity and growing desire to see just what was hiding under that bulge in. A month ago, Shawn's friend Hank suggested that a bunch of their friendsgo out as a costumed group for Halloween, to try to win the top prize atthe Spirit Bar's annual contest. The $1000 prize would divide nicelybetween the five of them. After some phone calls and texting, they hadtheir plan.Hank dressed as a magician with a top hat, suit and wand. Shawn rented awhite rabbit costume which was thick, sweaty, and looked a lot likeRalphie's pj's from "A Christmas Story." It was kind of hard to. Three weeks later I was back for our second meet. more relaxed and ready to enjoy myself,so was he. When I got to his house, he took me straight upstairs to his playroom,, there was a bed and a en-suite bathroom, he opened up the draw and showed me his butt plugs, anal beads and vibrators, then a pair of seamed stockings and suspenders, he said he would wear them when I was ready to fuck him. We stood at the end of he bed, and he said lets get undressed, and we both stripped off,as we stood. This is a culmination of my life.”“Then you have certainly seen a lot of stuff,” Trent remarks. “Speaking of which,” he pauses to turn back to the item he eyed and pick it up. “How much is this?”“What is your name, young man?” the old man asks.“T-Trent, sir,” the young man replies. “Yours?”“Volmor, if you must know,” the old man answers. “As far as the costume goes,” he says, snatching the item from Trent’s hands, “it’s not for sale.”“But you had it on the shelf,” Trent argues.“So I had it on a.