I stopped going to see Mike shortly after the time I saw him that I wrote about on page 5. I can't remember exactly why I stopped going to see him. I ...now that I almost always had girlfriends, between them and starting a career, it was hard to get away. I do know that I was not the only guy he was, "massaging." That was a turn off for sure.It would be years until my next experience. I was older now, 30ish I think. I was by now mostly just living out fantasies by watching porn. I found that I. She started her journey into the world of pleasure as one man entered her pussy, another was in her asshole and she was trying to suck off as many as she could.I thought I would cum right there in that chair, watching my beautiful young wife with all those great black giant cocks ravaging her. It was a lovely site to see her ivory skin sandwiched by those black bodies. The dick in her pussy was so big, he had her pussy lips stretched out and it was something to see as the mighty monster went. And twice all the way. But i had found myself checking out guys also, body shapes and cocks in the changing rooms, pubes, asses, and was unsure of my sexuality. Well, this evening after a good training session, i had to stay and tidy up, which i did, then decided to take a shower. So i stripped off, turned on the shower and got in. Lathered myself up, and as i washed my cock and balls became hard as i thought of the guys i had seen getting changed. Closing my eyes to fantasize i slowly. She went to town like a pro, stroking his shaft with a hand, while the other played a bit with his balls, all the while keeping a nice rhythm with her soft, moist mouth. After a few minutes he was straining after her, and he felt closer to cumming with each pump. Suddenly she stopped, and he let out a disappointed whimper, and tried to thrust upwards back at her retreating mouth.O, we can’t have that can we?Before he knew it she was pulling a pair of hand restraints from under the bed. He was.