.Sandra was draining her glass as I fixed myself another. Well Dano, thats the offer thats on the table there– pointing at the cash , and I need to...know how you feel on the matter. Do you need some time to think it over? I gave her a serious look as I walked back to the massage table, again running my hand over the surface.. I dont care for Stanley, but it wouldnt be right to just walk away without notice. If he will let me, Id like to finish the week out there, and start here the day Im. Hiding behind my sunglasses…I saw now he looked very young in his pretty face, but his voice was very masculine, asking me if I wanted a nice massage. When he stood smiling above me, next to my sunbed I couldn’t help noticing his long bulge down and to the side in his tight trunks. He said his name was William, smiling and handshaking me, gently but firmly in his big, strong hand.I was lying on my stomach and he sat down on his knees in front of me, his bulge very obvious indeed…. He then said. Everyone looked and saw his shaved balls, red and swollen and hanging low from his body, and half-hard cock, head pumped and purple, veins throbbing down the thick shaft to his near-hairless crotch. The others began grabbing at his crotch, pulling and stretching the leatherbound sac away from him, lifting and fondling the dick ?til it was hard and leaky, as he moaned. All the while they jeered and commented ?what the fuck have you done to yourself? and ?are you some kind of pervert? etc. . I wasn't willing to be his slave for real, but for a few days it would be fun. He agreed and said it would be fun too, but I would have to be willing to do everything he said, no matter what. I agreed.The flight was booked and I found myself sitting on the plane, ready to fly, when I started to question what I was doing? I don’t know this guy, I have never been to this country, we’ve seen each online, but seriously what the fuck am I doing? But by then we were already in the air, Turkey here I.