In the living room with my best friend James. We were enjoying a day off, playing online games and chatting about nothing in particular.My son was out...at the pool with his friends, so we started cracking jokes, the dirtier the better. In the middle of one particularly blue riff, the phone rings. Mid-laugh, I answer and hear my friend Renee's voice on the other end. My humor died swiftly as her sobbing gained all my attention.After she calmed down enough to speak properly, I found out she had. “I’ve been very selfish,” she said, with a flirty look. “Now then, what can I do for you?” When a woman with killer eyes, great tits and long legs in stockings says that to you, it’s difficult to know where to start. My cock knew though. It twitched and seemed to get even harder, if that were possible. “Why don’t you come and lie down?” She moved over, I lay down and she ran her fingers through my chest hair. “I do like a man who’s not afraid to be a man,” she whispered in my ear. Then she ran. Then he said "see". I sure did. So I had him do it to me and then I took over jacking while he brushed his palm across the tip of my dick head. It took me awhile to get it right and find the rhythm, and he took over jacking me a couple of times, and then I got it just right and finally, yeah... that warm tingle deep in my tummy started and it happened, first time doing it by hand. Actually it didn't quite feel as good right away as it did with the vibrator, I think because but I didn't have as. ."My new body was poked, prodded, injected, washed, cooled, and toweled off, before it all started again. For what had to be years, they abused me until all at once it stopped. Everyone stopped touching me, and a new voice joined the discussion. "He'll live. His temperature is coming down just as we hoped. Let's get him up to a private room, and I'll assign round-the-clock nursing care."It will be Ok. He's going to be fine."Another doctor must have joined the circus being held around my bed,.