It emphasised a group of “POSITIVELY-MINDED MEN,” and " BAREBACK SEX." No misinterpreting that. It was a Conversion Party.My dick was hard and dri...ping. No way could I turn that down. A weekend with a group of horny guys into HIV and AIDS! Fuck, yeah, I wanted to attend! The invitation was RSVP. I called Tom up and told him I was coming.The party was three weeks off. I daydreamed about it constantly, replaying my twisted fantasies in my mind. I told myself I was headed for a king-size let-down.. Having taken the cord from around his balls, the final act was to take Max into the bathroom, they stood him in the bath, put the plug in and took off his cuffs, collar and blindfold. It was the first moment Max got to see how his body looked after all their abuse. He was impressed.They gave him a large jug and told him to piss in it. He followed their instructions and when it was full and his bladder empty they took it from him and ordered him to lie in the bath. Together they pissed all over. ‘’Mmmmm, I’ve waited so long for this” I say. She covers my mouth with her delicate hand and tells me, “shhhhhh, let me try to please you as well as you pleased me”. I moan as I feel her tongue on my small clit. She licks it slow and soft with just the tip of her tongue, gradually picking up speed and pressure. I moan louder. I have her hair in one hand and my breast in the other. Squeezing my breast and my nipple. She reaches into the drawer of my bedside table. She knows that’s where I keep. ..not yet.”“What...not yet?” he replied, only slightly disappointed.Moving her eyes from D’s balls to his face and back again, she gave them a final, quick frothing, before moving her full attention to the swaying bat at her fingertips. She examined the shaft, where the abrasions were still somewhat red and raw. “How about here?” she asked, trailing a single, soap-covered finger along each shallow lesion.“No problem...not really sore at all.”“Is that you talking or your penis?” she asked,.