They bored me. And dating girls my own age? Or women? Or whatever you'd call them? They'd get serious. They'd push for long-term relationships. And go...damn, if the minute you didn't get hooked up with them in a serious sort of something, the sex stopped, they'd get too damn serious, too pushy, clingy, and it was just bullshit.So I always stuck with younger girls.Funny thing, for as long as I could remember, most of the girls I'd hung out with, had fun with, fucked around with, or dated, always. Fred gulped and gasped like he couldn't breathe. I now was focused solely on his cock, while listening to the audio of the video porn. I actually wasn't going to stroke him first time around, but it seemed he was being inordinately shy. I used long, slow strokes - full length. I didn't want him to cum right away, but it would have been ok for me if he'd done so. After several minutes of stroking both his and my cock simultaneously, I stopped - reached for his closest hand - and placed it on my. Claus accepted the vodka bottle from the man and took a long swig, he was officially a man, and the colonel made a big to do about it, even having the gumption to force Claus closer to the idiot and offer him a sniff of his wife's vaginal secretions on the boy's genitals. Again, the Nazi's side-arm caught my eye when thecoward stooped to accept the offer and raised his head smiling at the Nazi; he then lowered himself again for no other reason than good graces upon the colonel, rest assured.I. I was lying on the floor on a blanket; I was completely nude except the leather collar around my neck with a chain attached to it leading to the ceiling and of course my ankle cuffs still in tact. For the first time I was able to scream. And scream I did, over and over again. I looked at my dick and saw the hook piercing through the foreskin. How could they have done this to me? I gently touched my dick, but it was so tender I could hardly move. Again I screamed praying for help, but none.