"So what, you're not allowed to have friends? I like you. I think you're special. We'll have a good time and get to know each other. I promise, it'll ...e worth it." He didn't give me a chance to respond and said, "Great! It's settled then." He took my phone number down and we made our way upstairs to join everyone else. That night when I got home, I received a text from Robert. He was asking me to come with him tomorrow. I asked where, and he responded with "Lunch, around noon". That's it. No. Unless you are deaf, of course.There was a thirty-year-old guy standing at the left urinal, so I stood beside him at the right urinal. After unzipping and pulling out my cock, I glanced over at his cock. He wasn’t pissing. He was slowly stroking his semi-hard erection. As I pissed, he got bigger and harder. He’d alternate between slow strokes and faster ones.I reached my left hand out and asked, “May I help?”“I got this,” he replied.He stroked some more, fast then slow, delaying his. Pam could not decide between several different styles, so they ended up getting a couple of pairs. Gerry pinched and pulled on her nipples until they were erect, then put on one of the pairs. The vendor had said that by tightening the band, it would keep her nipples erect for quite some time."Hmmm, maybe I should have tied your hands behind your back a long time ago." Yes, Master."They looked at a couple of other booths, but it was almost time for a class Gerry had expressed some interest in. This continued for a while. Aravind did not care my presence because we were always free among us. Smitha and I moved closer even in front of him. Kissing and fondling was often routine. With Aravind also both of us cuddled him even if he was grown up like a man.I would tell you one or two incidents to show how close and friendly,we were living in all respects.On a Sunday morning we were relaxing in our bed room after break fast. I was on the computer. Arun was reading Sunday Express on the bed.