..oh fucking hell....that first touch, cock skin on cock skin, our shafts melting together....sexual electricity radiating through our bodies from our...hungry, hard, raging cocks. That breath-taking tingling sensation rippling from our balls to the tip of our cock heads as they slide together, that heightened release, those fireworks in our crotches...like nothing else you can feel. You lower yourself more as I press my lustful hands on your back, sliding them down to your sexy smooth bum cheeks. "what are you doing?"What does it look like? You'll let me have it, won'tyou? yes boy, let me drink that devine boy's-juice, let me..."Aaaargh!"Now! Oh, that taste... Delicious. Thank you."You swallowed it?" "Sure buddy." ieuuw!"Oh, boy, do you have a lot to learn!"Hehe. No, it's delicious. But you'll learn to likeit, don't worry."I'll teach you to love it, don't worry. You'll beg mefor it, one day..."Oh, Brad, that was fantastic, that was my dream..."Your dream? what do you mean? Besides,"Hey,. Well except die, if I only had the guts to, of course heknew this that's why he forced me all of this thing. But could I mentally beable to take all of this? I think that if I don't go crazy first Ill get used to this...I hope that day never comes...that day he will win, I would be a real slut, notthe forced slut that I am now, I would have no conscience of what's decent ornot... It would turn me in to him lifetime whore. But right now I had nochoice... I really haven't had any choices these. Numbers don't lie, I told myself — at least not as blatantly as some people.I phoned Onslow to apologize for abandoning him so rudely at the hotel. I told him I felt better. I also assured him that I was honored with his offer, very much so, and that I was certainly considering it seriously. I just had to clear a few personal issues first. He waved away my apologies. And he never asked about those issues. He just told me to take my time. Being careful about the decision was as important to them.