She was scared now, and hoped they weren’t going to use those hot things on her. She could never stand that much pain.Mr. Frank went to the grill an... put his hand over it and said, “Not hot enough yet. Get me some more briquettes, so it will get extra hot.”A couple of boys went back upstairs and got the bag of charcoal. when they returned, Mr. Frank poured about half the bag on top of the coals already there. Then, he took the long rod that had been sticking out from the side and stirred them. The taste of the slimy rubber made her cringe a moment."Now we can begin."Emily not only cringed at the rubber, but she realised she could also smell piss and something possibly worse. Her eyes suddenly realised the shorts weren't grey but a dirty off-white. Christ his clothes were worse than his van she thought before giving the hard-on two long sucks to bring her mind back to the action.She tried the tickling and tip of her tongue and even made herself gag trying to deep throat him. All those. The evening started with dinner which was complimented by plenty of fine wine. I made sure to keep Tommy's glass constantly topped up while only sipping lightly at mine. After dinner we shared a nightcap at a lovely cocktail bar just down the street from our home. By ten o clock that night I had Tommy tied naked to our bed, flat on his back with his hard dick pointing straight up to the ceiling."Ohh I love you baby, where are you? Hmmm" he moaned as he struggled gently with his blindfold,. Cory and I shook hands. "You'll be discreet?" I asked. Cory mimed turning a key in a lock on his lips and then tossing the key aside. That was good enough for me.My wife rode in Cory's car on the way home, and I followed in our car. We were all so excited and have made it home in record time.Back at the house, we drew up some ground-rules that we could all agree on. We made it clear to Cory that would be no v******e, and that if we felt he had crossed a line he was to stop on our command. Cory.