’ ‘Yes you do.’ ‘I do not.’ Taking a deep breath Mitch asked her, ‘Are you always so argumentative, or is it just with me?’ ‘I’m not...argumentative!’ ‘Who’s Oliver?’ In the ensuing silence Lisa sat wondering whether to tell him about her disastrous last relationship, whilst Mitch lay there looking up at her, her back as usual facing him, body language prickly, waiting to see if she would tell him what he wanted to know. Picking up a blade of grass and shredding it she started to tell him about. You can suck me off for that.''Sure.'We continued walking.'Where you wanna do it?' she asked.'You probably know this area better than me... where do you suggest?''There's some bathrooms a couple of blocks from here. That'll give us some privacy.'We continued walking and talking. Apparently she'd been homeless for a few months, panhandling. Got thrown out of her apartment with her boyfriend. She'd do everything he told her, she said. I wondered what she meant by that...'Did he make you fuck. "Done!" he announced, letting me resume breathing as he picked up the few pieces of fabric that he had cut off. I looked down and was a bit shocked, seeing the front of my boxer briefs poking through the cut pants. I looked up at another mirror that was a rear view and could see my boxer brief covered butt clearly visible between the cut open pants at my backside. I started to get warm thinking about my situation and wiped some sweat off my brow.Jason walked over with a box of pins in his hands. It was amazing! For the first time in my life, someone other than myself was not only touching it, but sucking on it too. It felt great. I moaned softly and held his head in my hand. He sucked me for a few minutes and then stopped. I had also stolen some condoms from my dad, and he suggested he fuck me in the ass. At this point, I was open to anything, and again without hesitation, I said yes. He put the condom on, but neither one of us knew how to proceed. I bent over the bed and he tried to.