They also drew his attention to some of the items of furniture in the room, which he had been too preoccupied and sluggish to notice before. There was...a free standing wooden St Andrews cross, tilted back at a 45 degree angle and covered in very heavy leather straps and thick metal rings. There was the torture bench, again covered in heavy straps and plenty of places for chains to be locked on. The bench also featured a roller and ratchet system at each end, very much in the style of a medieval. Then Mary groaned and damned her job. It insisted she return to the stifling city next morning.Next day would be a Friday. I had juggled expertly to turn it into a day off. It would extend my weekend into a mini-holiday. It would save me from returning to the armpit soaking, shirt sticking hell that Manhattan is in August.I would sleep when Phil and Mary had to leave. Then I would take the slowest of breakfasts and lie in the sun to add to my already amazing tan. I would read my book and wait. I had to admit, i tasted pretty good. I had never even thought of trying my own spunk before. It was actually a bit of a turn on for me.Sly broke the kiss after a while, and looked deep into my eyes, “josh… Can i make love to you?”I didn’t know what to say at first. There was still a whisper of that hetero-voice in my head saying, “no! It will make you gay!!” but i had already decided, i was in love with this boy, and i wanted to experience everything i could with him. I was a bit scared too,. We would often have sex when the kids were asleep – either in the sofa or the lawn or the bedroom or the balcony. Once Shanti moved in, I did feel very restricted and held it against this maid that my sex life was getting affected negatively, since my wife would always be careful not to expose us. Even other habits of mine had to change, such as coming out of the bath naked or even small things like sitting in a lungi without any undies, careless of how my dick showed. I have a rather fleshy.