Oh fuck, I was going to shoot!Luckily, he said: "Okay, now turn over and let me get the front of you." Having a raging hard-on, I was very embarrassed...and I slowly started to turn over onto my back. He laughed and assured me:" Oh, don't worry. Every man gets hard. There is nothing wrong with it. It's just between us mates, y'know?" My dick turned limp - thank God. And the strong urge to shoot some boy batter was gone.When I was settled, he placed a cold, wet cloth over my eyes, saying "This. My body feels strong. Strong like I felt when I was in my twenties. Even that might be less than the reality. Like I said before, I can't ever remember feeling like this."The microwave's timer dinged. He opened the door as Wilma handed him a couple of paper towels. He took them and lifted the platter out as she put the other one in."I'm just as hungry as you are," she told him."Good. Let's put this on the coffee table, and we can share the food while the other plate of food is warming."Twenty. These were mainly ‘take two articles of clothing off’ etc. Now I must add that I am totally straight and I had had a vasectomy and I knew John hadn’t. In those days you wore a condom to prevent babies not to practice safe sex as all the current diseases were very rare or unknown then.The game continued and after a short while we were down to our nothings. Sam said, “What are we going to do now?”Ann said straight away, “Forfeits”.I looked at her. Whether it was the drink but looking at her. I screamed into the gag and spittle leaked from the corners of my mouth down my chin. I tried to remove the pillowcase again with the same result, tears now soaking into the cotton. I didn't try again.I sat on the floor trembling, rubbing my throbbing hand, sobbing. I remember the pillowcase being sucked into my mouth with each deep breath and then be blown out when I exhaled. I had never been so frightened.Then they began taunting me, telling me I was going to pay for making their lives.