If you seen him you would think of him as just another big black dick hunting for little white cunts. lol. It was a friday when went to their house. M...rcus was the only one home and said that every one was gone for a while. But he insisted i came inside. And what happened next fucked with my mind.Marcus had been watching gay porn. I said wtf?! Marcus calmed me down by telling me he was a fagg. I was in shock especcialy when he said that he wanted me. I did not know what to do. But for some. I guess it didn’t surprise me that we both had stiff hard-ons already. Harry led the way to his studio and I followed him in. My eyes grew as big as saucers when I looked around the room. He had transformed the studio into an elaborate party room.In the center of the room hung some sort of contraption with chains and various leather straps, all attached to a thick metal ring in the ceiling. Around it was placed four folding chairs and four tray tables, with the chairs forming a square. It. He groaned and pulled his hand away from himself. I looked up into his eyes, seeing a visual representation of the battle he must be feeling inside. The fatherly intuition telling him to walk away and leave it besides, the male instructions to use the fertile girl on her knees in front of him to continue his blood line. I didn't want him to turn me away, I wanted him to teach me.Which is why I decided to act. I reached up delicately, wrapping my feminine hand around his erection. The feel of. Had I got it so wrong? I took the crumpled piece of paper from my pocket. "Portofino's restaurant. Tomorrow 8pm. NO UNDERWEAR" it said. Well, I was at Potofino's and it was just before 8. Perhaps you had just written it to please me, make me feel good about myself as, after all, the previous day I had helped 4 guys wank and cum over and in you without a second thought for myself, and you just walked away with a wry look on your face leaving me with a cum covered note!Just then a waiter came.