He recalled to his memory the night so many years past. Way to much to drink, trying to keep his footing, talking to himself as he made his way home. ...e had tried to remember what caught his attention first, was it the scent that had drifted and mingled around him, the heavy smell of wet leaves mixed with the earth, at first not pleasing to him, but as it swirled around him it brought to him such erotic feelings as if being caressed by a thousand hands. The music yet not music high on the tree. Henry was happy because each customer he talked to was ready to buy plus he was making about one and a half times what he made as a salesman. The dealer practically came every time he saw Henry with that smile on his face. The one he got anytime he convinced some innocent to drop her panties or when he sold a car. Knowing Henry, I'm sure there were plenty of times when he did both with the same customer.Henry bought his way into the dealership a couple of years later and bought out the owner. The next morning, before dawn, I got on my bike for my ride but this time I stopped in front of their house. I could see the flickering light from their television through front window. I walked up to the porch and tapped on the door. The man yelled "It's open. Come in." And I did. They were watching a video of me masturbating in front of them a week ago. They were both on the couch in a darkened corner I could see that they were naked. Don't these people wear clothes? Once again the house. In the sleep the young man’s head was on my shoulder and I could feel his hot breath on my cheeks. I was getting horny and slowly I placed my hand on the guy’s thigh as though my hand slipped in sleep. I waited for few seconds seeing no resistance from the guy I proceeded a little further by inching my hand towards his balls. Now my finger tips were touching his balls. I slowly cupped his balls and started pressing them softly. He spread his legs part to accomodate my hand I was very happy to.