" I was horrified knowing that Brad was talking about me. He was calling me a cocksucker to my face although nobody else in the room knew it was me."B...llshit Brad, your wife isn't here, unless you have her tied up under the bed," said Eric, ribbing Brad for his story."Eric you've been on enough business trips that you must know there are ways to get off without your wife," said Brad laughing.In response Eric placed his fist in front of his pants miming masturbating. Timmy laughed with a. "I couldn't believe what I was hearing! I started to protest, but thepressure increased again on my nipples. My hand went to the button of myshorts, popped it open and then undid the zipper. I slid them down my legswith my boxers, embarrassed, but still very turned on by this sexy blackstud. My hard seven inches slapped up against my abs as my shorts dropped."Nice cock for a whiteboy. Now, get mine free." I immediately workedhis shorts open, then slid them down his legs. He wore no underwear.. The more I came back into the world of the living, I started to notice that our table looked like it was inside a horse stall. It really seemed like we were in a barn somewhere. Our table was made out of what looked like three quarters of an old solid wood door. The salt and pepper shakers did not match. Sugar was in a small Mason jar with a spout welded onto a canning lid. Paper towels were hung off a length of bailing wire and hung off a piece of wood just far enough out from the wall of the. Now a day’s Ramya would never go out with Praveen alone, she would always request me to join them. We would always make fun of Praveen as sissy and his behavior also started to change completely like a slave/sissy as time went on. He would do anything to stay with Ramya. That was the added advantage for us to humiliate him more.Ramya would introduce me to all her friends and relative as her boyfriend in front of her husband. Sex at Ramya’s apartment became regular. One day Ramya’s close friend.