” “Well,” I mused, “at least we have tonight.” “That we do,” she said, “and I want to make the most of it.” “Me too,” I said tak...ng her hand. “Give me a little time and I'll rock your world.” She smiled and then said, “Speaking of rocking one’s world, do you want me to tell you something that will rock your world?” Many thoughts went through my head. The first one to come to me was that she had bought me tickets to join her and she wanted me to take some vacation. Then, I thought that she was. Fortunately the 'SlaveWine' was strong being heavily laced with vodka. Maybe I could erase thememories of this night by getting very drunk.It was ironic. Two weeks ago I was here as a she-male, my imprisonedpenis and testicles on prominent display. Here I am now, a naked femalepinioned to the floor by a phallus in my vagina. Either way I wasscrewed! I was beginning to relax a little and settle down mentally whenall of a sudden my vagina began to buzz and vibrate. Caught unawares Ilet out a yelp. . then suck it. It all seemed so innocent and fun, just boys being boys, lost in the pleasure of each other’s touch and mouths. We all began to take turns stroking and sucking our young, raging cocks, bring one another to incredible, explosive orgasms. The one rule was to let the other know before you came, giving him time to pull away from your cock before the cum spurted into his mouth. Of course, boys being boys, I had Mike’s mouth wrapped around my dick and the feeling was to good to stop.. Shame the place closed, I was enjoying being fiddled with by dirty old men.The Biograph was clearly the haunt of the Dirty Mac Brigade, and all of those sorts of men my Mother had told me to watch out for. Aged 18 I’d never even kissed a girl let alone had someone else make me cum. So, I was drawn back to the place. Like any teenager I wanked at least daily, but the previous episodes had become my favourite wanking material and I just had to go back for more.A week after my last visit, I.