His hair was grey too, he was around the same age as the other man, with white hair that receded up to the top of his head, but not bald like the othe... guy. "Who are you really?" "I'm sorry I lied to you, but I knew you'd never even talk to me if I had a pic of the real me on my profile or told you my age." "How old are you?" "Sixty three." "What is your real name?" "Greg. And this is my best friend Gary." He gestured to the man blocking me from leaving the room. "I loved your pictures and. ..think .... no....I...that doesn't mean..." Mark cut me off."Well, I guess we heard it wrong from your neighbor across the way," Mark was still stroking his cock as he spoke, "that you love to suck cock." No...I...I don't..." Brad was back to rubbing my cock through my pants."Did he lie to us?" Mark continued to stroking himself as he talked, "He said you'd sucked him off twice." I...no...I mean..." I was trying to get my head around what was going on, but I was so high."You didn't suck him. 'You are locked in and cannot escape' said the voice.'The only way you can get out is if you fuck, and if you don't in the next 10 minutes, I will kill the boy'I looked at Mrs. Monica, she was shocked, as was I.'We can't... you're my teacher! If you don't want to, I understand completely..."She looked at me back with a more reassured expression'Don't be silly, It's not worth you getting killed over'I looked back at her in amazement.'I have an idea' I said. 'There's a way that we can do this. I told her that I was going to walk back to my hotel, have a beer, take a very long shower, and call it a night. She asked if she could join me for the beer. I said that would be wonderful. She had her car parked close by, and said that she would drive me back. Well, it was only four blocks, but getting into some air conditioning sounded good. We had to sit there for a while because of the traffic, so we talked and got to know each other better. I must admit that I had a hard time looking at.