After an hour or so, we walked down a few blocks and entered Sulli's Place, a known gay and lesbian bar. There was no cover charge at the door — no ...and was playing that night — and we managed to slip into the back room without being noticed. Christine ordered beers when the waitress came by, and Tammy and I stood to dance.The crowd was mostly women and quiet, dancing or softly talking at their tables. There were a few couches in the dimly lit room, and I noticed a few couples in the first. At fifteen years of age, I was now effectively a warlord, and it happened almost by accident ... almost. I was no mere scrawny lad anymore. I was lord and master of all that I surveyed, a tribal chieftain, if not a king, despite it being 1992.The spirit had as much as confirmed to me that the old order, the Western, liberal, democratic order, was doomed, anyway. Instead of letting it fall to the usual jaded oligarchs, they preferred to hand it over to me, a teenage boy (at least in body, if not. Now we faced each other and she pulled me into a kiss, I was relieved that thing had started and we played with each other’s tongues making sure that our mouth s were open so the guys could see. After a few minutes during which my arousal had picked up again, she guided my mouth onto her breasts, one at a time, to suck on her already swollen nipples. I was aware out of the corner of my eye that zips were being undone and cocks pulled from pants to be stoked slowly into hardness as they watched. She said they are smooching daily in public. i was shocked and ambarrased by the question. she came and sat near me and asked me that dont u desire to do so. i said that i dont know any thing about these things. then she said “dont lie..I have seen you many times staring at me and even today u were staring at my boobs”. i was shocked to hear the word boobs.she then said ” dont worry today i will teach you the art of love”. i understood that the time i was waiting for has arrived, and i grapsed.