.. well, that?s new. Tom reached down and grasped theappendage between his legs. Tom wasn?t small to begin with, a good six or seven inches long, but ...his thing... it was at least that big limp. Coming out of his thoughts, Tom realized that he wasn?t just holding his new penis, he had begun to stroke it, and it was responding, growing to what must have been eight or nine inches now. This could be useful, Tom thought to himself, but why stop here. With a twitch of his newfound power, Tom. But then most people believed he was gay. He was into female pursuits like cooking, knitting or decorating, than manly things like sports or mechanical repairs. He would definitely want to attend and might live things up. I was happy of getting rid of my lovely Victor for one night. And he was happy because he knew about the baby shower and then my girlfriends and I would not come home with semen flooding between our thighs…The Wright tweens finally arrived; they were a pair of young nice. I pulled away and grabbed my bag. Before he could complain I grabbed his wrists and tied them together with a length of white nylon rope and removed his jeans and pants altogether. Then I grabbed a bar and a pair of cuffs out of my bag while he jsut sat there eyes wide in what seemed like anticipation. I attached the cuffs one to each ankle and then locked the bar in-between the two cuffs spreading his lovely legs nicely for me not that he needed much persuasion to do so. I pulled out a red. I know I must have made a mess all over the front of his jeans, but I didn’t care. I needed to cum. Finally he undid his pants, but he only pushed them far enough out of the way to free himself, because when he pushed back up against me I could still feel the harshness of the denim and the occasional rub from the zipper against my ass. Slipping his rock hard length between my wet folds he leaned over me, covering me with his body, his chest flush to my back. Wrapping both arms around my.