What's up? I thought you had a date tonight?" "No," he replied quickly and then paused. "I, uh… never called her." "What's the matter? What are you ...oing… " Colin's sentence was interrupted as Stephen lunged forward and kissed him. Stephen stepped back and the two men stared at each other, illuminated by the light from the corridor. "Sorry," said Stephen to the awe-struck Colin, "I've wanted to do that for a really long time now." He seemed almost frightened of what Colin's reaction might be.. We ate a nice, simple dinner and watched some TV. I could tell they were waiting for the action to start. I wasn't going to do anything today or tonight wanting the anticipation to build.All three would stay the evening at my house. I could tell that Frank and Joyce, in particular, were feeling the butt plugs. I reminded all three of them that their tails had to stay in all night. If one came out, I would punish all for the infraction of one. I sent each of them to bed separately with Joyce in. As the slimy tentacle slides easily deeper and deeper with ease, Charity is ready to scream out her pleasure.Just as Charity is pushed to the edge of her metaphorical ledge the tentacles both pull free, leaving her dangling. Her legs buckle from the intensity of the near orgasm and she slides to the floor almost in tears. Before that could happen, multiple tentacles begin to slide all over her, touching her pussy, her breasts. They stroke her back, her ass and her legs. Charity gives in to the. As an act of bravado, I exaggerated everything. The women had held me down and stripped me, took the measurements of my cock as threatened, and forced me to work naked the rest of the morning, to continue to walk among them, naked, delivering their work, and even to endure some slaps across my bottom as I passed - all the things I had fantasized. Pat took it all in, delighted with each piece of fiction. My mother, meantime, had decided to take my sister and herself on a boat trip to the other.