Willie had captured the other one and his body was now between my legs and my naked butt was exposed. It was no doubt that Willie was stronger than I...and was going to get what he wanted. After a few minutes of wrestling and struggling, Willie's rigid cock was poised at my butt hole. 'Alright David', Willie said, I'll fuck you dry and rip this little tight ass or you'll let me put some oil on my dick and in your ass'. Reluctantly I ceased struggling, Willie had proven his point, he had hunched. He knew that his own undeniable masochistic desiresmade it all quite possible. Partly because he was effectively trapped byJane's clever planning from the outset. He no longer possessed any creditcards, cash, keys to the house, or a car. Jane had made great deal of thefact that he no longer had a bank account. Above all; she had taken awayall of his adult male clothes and replaced them with baby dresses. Towalk out of the house naked and empty-handed was absolutely unthinkable.All these. I looked back to Adam and shook my head with disapproval. He just nodded and did the same; lifting his body up another few inches I saw, once more, his cock spring from below and shoot bolt upright in front of him before he let himself down in the water again.I had to smile to myself. It was the first time he had been so bold in the last three weeks and it pleased me to think he could act that way. He did the same movement again and again.In between raising himself up and flashing his cock in. This time he wanted me to actually listen though. He kept saying, ‘Please believe me,’ after each sentence. I couldn’t help it. I dozed off again.I think I dreamed. Sir Paul was talking to me in my dream. He kept saying things like, “You’re a person. You’ve been fucked over and fucked up but the real you is still inside. Remember before. Remember when you used to call me Pussy Boy? Remember when your mistress was just my mom, or Mary? Remember you used to date her?”He was saying stuff like that.