I myself was very intrigued by this as i had been curious about guy sex for sometime.i had had girfriends and was by no means a virgin.it was half ter... ,and we were chatting on friday afternoon when ted said would i like to meet up on saturday,i was a\ bit unsure at first but agreed.we had already swapped photos so we new what each other looked like.we decided to meet next morning at 10 in macdonalds in teds home town.next morning i was up at 8am and in the shower,i was nervous but very excited. I felt so deceived. I know that makes no sense. He had made me no promises. He had taken me in payment of a debt. But that is what I felt. I had taken to him so quickly. I felt like I could trust him.They began ripping at my clothing, tearing my dress, shredding it, pulling it off of me a piece at a time. I stood there helplessly, crying softly, not fighting anymore. They stopped shoving me and just stood around me now, their hands, boldly exploring every part of me.My dress was in tatters at. Later that evening, when the horrible initial sharpness of the pain had died down, my bottom moved into throbbing mode. By the time I went to bed my bottom was feelilng really rather nice and I lay on my back, rubbing against the sheets, whilst rubbing somewhere else at the front, until the inevitable happened. It was a wonderful end to a shitty day.From my first girlfriend to my first and second wives, all knew that I got really turned on by spanking. Most were prepared to give me a sore. And the truth she now forced us to confront came into that category. Her tears had stopped and there was a soft but firm resolve in her face.“Honey, if we’re going to move forward with this thing and have Francis in our lives, there’s one final thing I think we need to talk about. You’re a smart man so what I’m about to say shouldn’t come as a surprise or shock to you, baby.”I felt like I was dying, despite her words I had no idea what Sue was about to say.“Pete, I told you earlier that I could.