I was quietly ruing the fact that she had a boyfriend, while she often implied that this fact was the only thing stopping her from fucking me senseles... – or so I thought. One night Natasha and a few friends came back to my place after a long drinking session. It all wound up about 3 a.m. with my offer of a bed for everyone present, however after all the spare beds, mattresses and quilts had been taken Natasha and another male friend, Simon, were still without a place to sleep. Ever the. "About ropes." "Oh, just thinking." He sounded distracted, probably because his teeth were idly scr****g the underside of my chin and his nylon-sheathed hands were lightly stroking my thighs. "I was kind of wondering if maybe you might enjoy not having as much control as usual.... " The sexual tiger that lurks just below the surface of my conservative personality growled. The idea was... intriguing "You know," he went on, "not being able to pull away because you aren't ready to come yet, not. They were at the cottage and would not be home till that evening so I thought we would try it again. It was a summer day and we had a pool in the backyard. I suggested we go swimming and with the parents gone we could skinny dip. He thought that would be fun. As we ran through the house we stripped naked, balls and penis slapping as we ran to the pool. By the time we were outside my little penis was stiff, free of adult pubic hair, smooth pink head, balls tightly hung, and pointing for the sky.. You're not to blame." I held her tight as I looked into her eyes."You will 'cause I started to like it. Oh God! I'm gay and like being abused. I didn't know that I'm gay. It hurt like hell but I couldn't fight it. My body just accepted them raping me. I got aroused and then I orgasmed. I kept telling them 'No!'. But that bastard Healer said that my body showed that I did like it. Then at one point when I was about to cum, he stopped. He made me beg for it," Lara cried, "And I did." She sobbed.