I refer to them as boys because they are in their mid-twenties, at least fifteen-years younger than us. Two minutes later we are both naked, holding h...nds, legs apart on our sofa in front of a wall length mirror. Both of the boys have erections as Sarah and I ogle them and compare.“Tell me what you are going to do to me,” Sarah whispers loud enough for me to hear as we both watch Alex licking his way up her thighs.“Exquisite sexual pleasure for you with my tongue. I am going to lick your cunt. That’s when I rolled onto my tummy. It wasn’t what he was doing but; the whole feeling of HOW he was doing it.The feeling had a sensual quality to it and, I was on fire again.Part of the conversation was if I’d been spanked, especially during lovemaking – yes, I have and, worse.I guess I enjoy it a little but that’s about all.He asked if he could spank me, would it upset me? At that point, like a few other guys have done, I had the strange feeling that I WANTED him to put me over his knee and. ..I awoke about an hour and a half later, my eyes blurred, and my mouth a bit dry. Sitting on the couch opposite me, was old Jim, our next door neighbour. Jim had recently retired, and spent most of his days either in his garden, or if the weather was inclement, in the shed at the bottom of his garden. As my bleary eyes adjusted to the mood lighting of the room, I couldn't help noticing my neighbour slowly stroking an uncomfortable bulge in his pants. And then it dawned on me; I looked down to. Instead, John whistled in admiration. Then he reached for the telephone.“Stuart, make sure we’re recording this and send the tape to me… No, Stuart, I'll handle this from here on in… Yes, please, that will be fine." He replaced the receiver in the cradle. Next, he walked to his door and locked it. This done, he settled back into his chair, undid his flies. Perfectly relaxed, John was ready to watch the afternoon’s entertainment.o0oWith his expensive trousers crumpled around his ankles, Mark.