“Who else would see them?” I laughed nervously; my heart pounding at the prospect of modelling in my sexy underwear for him. “Terry…I suppos...,” he suggested nervously. “I don’t suppose it would do any harm if you promise no one else would see them.” I whispered as we walked back to the table hand in hand. Sensing an uneasy silence when he re-appeared from the toilet, Terry raised his eyebrows quizzically at Bob who slightly shook his head as if to say ‘don’t ask’. After taking a. “I’m glad you know now. He said “and I’m glad you are bisexual too.” I put my mouth on his now hard cock. I felt him draw breath. He suddenly said. “I want to fuck you” “It’s been a long time” I said. “I will be a little tight. Take it slow.” I got on my knees and bent over the chair. I felt him easing my arse cheeks open and the tip of his cock touch my hole. “Oh, just a minute” he said. He spat on my hole and on his cock. “That should make it easier” he said beginning to slip his long cock. I was transfixed by the sight of his cock and balls. His cock was short and very thick with a large purple helmet, the foreskin pulled back by several thick rubber bands and it was very, very hard. he had no pubic hair whatsoever and his balls were a deep red also with elastic bands straining the skin, his balls looking like those of my friends boxer dog. We stood facing each other for perhaps a full minute, I wanted with all my heart to reach out and feel the guys cock, but it was more than I. Grinning, I pressed the issue. "Oh yes? And what fantasy was that?"She looked at me and got that look on her that says she's rising to a challenge. "That you'd come running in, throw me over your shoulder, take me somewhere safe and fuck my brains out."I was stunned both by her language and the sentiment. Neither of us had ever gone that far in flirting before, and by the look on her face, she had gone further than she intended to."Oh yes" I replied. "You'd scream if I so much as touched.