But now when I thought of that motel, my heart pounded with excitement. For some reason, the idea of getting a blowjob from a woman I didn't know exci...ed me. She wrote it very clearly in her ad; completely anonymous. The room would be dark enough so that neither of us would be able to clearly see the face of the other. I simply had to open the door to the room, take off my pants and shove my cock into her mouth. She would suck on me and I could fuck her face. But no sex. She made it clear that. Well look at this''''ohhhh my god Henry wow he looks so young''''come here buddy that boy is gay and love big cocks he wont say a word to your wife''he told loud to his wife he had to help Henry and smile at me''im comming boy , keep some for me henry''in only 10 minute a car was there Henry had untie me and had me on a collar and walking me on a leash hands tied naked walking quit inside not to be seenwhen Frank got in i was infront the couch on my knees getting hold by the leash on his bbche. As puberty and increased sexual knowledge grew this became a dark favorite fantasy of mine. All these thoughts came flooding back as we sat there at the little kitchen table. I wonder if he recalled these moments together? Those old adolescent thoughts returned with a vengence. My heart was a boxer's fist punching away inside my chest. I started to tell him about my fond memories of that time we spent. There was this very long silence. I stood up and walked to his side of the table. He was. We gather our things and head out of the bar and down the street to their apartment, which is the opposite direction of my hotel room. Fifteen minutes later we were standing in their living room. After the door closes I walk up to Ernie, wrap my arms behind his neck and kiss him with five years of built up passion. He bends down and wraps his hands behind my back and kisses me back with the same amount of gusto. I look out of the corner of my eye and see Chuck standing off to the side, not.