D. where'sTim?" Brian asked and sat across from my dad at the table. I guess Ishould describe Brian for you, he's 5'4", brown hair, green eyes and ta...skin and a slight European accent. His family moved from England whenhe was younger and he picked up a little of that accent from his folks.I took the same seat I had occupied prior to answering the door, and asI sat I took a deep breath and began."Tim is right here Brian," I said gesturing to myself. "I am Tim, wasTim I mean."Brian looked at. She said, “Every part of the body should be clean especially the pubic region so you need to get that cleaned as well.” I was so aroused that I was not in a condition to say anything. She applied soap on my penis ( literally stroking it) and went down to my balls and then slowly went towards my butt (I wanted her to continue and never stop). She then gave that naughty smile again and said: ” I told you that you will feel better and this is just the beginning.” With that sentence I got a fair. Next her shoes had to go, and I continued applying pressure to her throat while I let her bend over to remove them. When they were off I pushed her face into my crotch to feel my cock already growing hard through my jeans, then threw her back down on the bed. I made quick work of her pants and panties, and she was there naked for me to use.First one wrist was tied down, then the other. Next I pulled her ankles up over her head and tied them next to her wrists. She was bound there on her back,. “And her best friend, also gay, and male, also teaches little kids. The families trust him. Because he cares about his little pupils, but likes big tough men for sex. One actually, and they’ve been together forever. There’s a difference you know, being gay and being a pederast.”“Is there?”“Yes. Have you known any gay men.”“I’ve known some queens.”“You mean transvestites?”“Yeah. And some really swishy men, if you get my meaning.”“I do.”“They like that I’m a bitch.”“I know men like that.”“Yeah..