I loved how it felt. Lucy declared me ready. Asked Janie her opinion. Janie took me in her arms. "He looks like you, Lucy" she said over my shoulder,...and I felt her hand slip between my bare thighs and then up under my skirt where she cupped my freshly shaved balls through the panties I was wearing.She whispered in my ear. "So sexy. I like girls, but I like being fucked, too. When you get back, you can fuck me while you wear these clothes, if you like." My knees went weak as I stood there in. Almost immediately, the bartender informed me I had another drink coming. He pointed a fortyish, very effeminate man who was giving me the eye. I invited him to sit next me and learned he was Marty. We chatted and the topic instantly and naturally got to fucking and sucking in bath houses. I learned he was staying the weekend from Chicago and reminisced some of the gay bars there.I had immediately checked out his bubble ass and beautiful long but circumcised cock. WTF, not the uncut cock I was. Demie and I had been forced to kiss by the mind control power of her brother, Eros, who had somehow been trapped in a Playstation 4 as the video game Eroji.Someone was screaming. I couldn’t hear it so much as feel it. Anger ... no, anguish. If I still had my heart, it would hurt to hear this sound.It was Demie! I had never heard her like that before.Then the screaming was over and I continued to float. I felt cold. Wasn’t Hell hot? Oh, no, I guess if Milton was to be believed, certain circles. Some time ago, my dad and I, along with a few of my closest companions were returning from a stint at the Tsangpo river. There we had decided to take care of a rather elusive and nasty pair of Dragons that had grown bored of the occasional livestock and had taken to the less meaty but probably tastier young people of the valley. I know this sounds rather far fetched in this day and age, but they do exist — the slayers I mean …. As do the dragons. Large and scaly, winged reptiles with a rather.