’ But that the pills the doctors gave him made him nauseous. Smoking pot made the pain bearable and he could still eat.I had assumed, and kicked mys...lf for doing so, that he was the reason the stereotype of a California pothead existed. Even with the limited vocabulary and odiferous weed he kept offering me, he was a nice guy and before he dropped me off in Santa Barbara, I had disposed of the small tumor in his brain. I felt a bit bad about prejudging him though, and gave him an extra boost. Sue enjoyed a little pain and bondage and Harry enjoyed dishing it out. They had both enjoyed their sessions with other couples and had fantasised about going further, about Sue being taken to a proper S&M club and being given to an expert for the evening while Harry watched and at last an opportunity had presented itself.Harry found himself in conversation with a man and the talk had drifted on to sex as it often did and had ended up on S&M. Harry had expressed some interest in John's. I put my hands up. “Not this again, Cal.” “I don’t get why you’re so resistant,” he said matter of factly. He picked up a lock of my hair and played with it. He placed his hand under my chin and stroked my lip with his thumb. My stomach leapt. “Stop,” I said quietly. “Say please,” he instructed evenly. Amusement kindled in his dark eyes. His unnaturally mature dark eyes. “Stop,” I repeated, more forcefully, meeting his eyes. “Stop, what?” His grip on my chin tightened. I wanted him to. I've got a feeling you're gonna need all the stamina you can muster." Speaking of stamina," said Debbie grinning broadly, "Why don't we go see what the others are doing." Yeah!", agreed Johnny. "I think I'm gonna need a little rest just to recover from you two." Mmmmmm! Not TOO long a rest I hope, stud!", Debbie replied giving Johnny's semi-hard young cock an affectionate squeeze.Arms around each other, the naked threesome left the spa and headed for the house.As they passed the pool, they.