After I was naked Tom motioned for me to start going up the stairs."I'll be up right behind you, I want to see that ass." When I'd gone up a few steps...I decided to tease Tom a bit, so I stopped and spread my ass cheeks showing my hairless ass and my nice pink hole."You mean this ass?" I said as I spanked myself."Mmmm yea, that's the one, now hurry up and go upstairs! I want to fuck that tight little hole," Tom replied as he smacked my other cheek.I continued the rest of the way up the stairs. " Don't be a poor sport, Tess," Mary quipped. "She lost a bet. You have good control over your erection. Why don't you get it up for us and prove it. No hands, just think yourself stiff."Truthfully, I am compartmentalized. Men are like that--keeping things in context, seperating business and pleasure. Women generally don't. The difference is small, but this difference makes women superior at multi-tasking and men superior at single-minded concentration on one item. Don't ask me if this. I can still hear the faint echos of their torment. My parents had to order custom pants for me. It was rough growing up. Then when I became a horny little bastard of a teenager- it sucked to be in school and to be hard because EVERYONE could tell- I would try to tell people that I had a third leg- somehow that would be more acceptable. I tried taking it out one day and putting a shoe on it but I was sent home. That afternoon, ashamed and sick of my preDICKament- I took out my father's hatchet.. And then…we’ll walk back to the hotel.’ I went in the bathroom and closed the door. I looked at the red, rubber butt plug and thought to myself ‘this is going to hurt.’ As I lubed up the toy, I could hear my wife talking to the store owner. ‘Believe it or not, he really IS bi. He loves BBWs. He loves sucking on my big tits and having my big ass and pussy in is face. His favorite is when I sit on his face. He sticks his tongue in my pussy and really likes to lick my asshole. Of course, his.