, laughing men, slapping, and nose held. Choking.It all stopped my body cold on the dirt floor, I became colder as the hosed me down then dragged me o...f on to a blanket. A hood placed over my head, taking me in to the blackness and struggling to breathe. I was wrapped in sheets of what felt like plastic. I don’t know how long I was left.I was picked up and moved. A car or truck, a short drive. More carrying.The feel of steel cutting the sheets, my head exposed, bright light, trees, naked. The. Likewise, if you decide it’s going too far or want to stop for any reason, just say so, ok?” I reassured her.She nodded and I asked her, “Do you know what to do next?”She nodded and stuck her tongue our slightly and began softly licking the tip. My cock jerked immediately and released a little precum. She didn’t flinch and kept her soft tongue teasing going. She licked slow languid circles around the head. She tickled it softly. She took it and licked so excruciatingly slow up the base I almost. It smelled. The darn thing was made of real, honest to goodness rubber; a heady, pungent odor that took me back through the years. There I stood once again before my mother's middle dresser drawer, happily extracting one of her bras to take away for my own use while the family was away for the day. It was a heavy duty, industrial strength garment, providing the kind of the support needed by Carrie Nation as she wielded her massive ax against a solid mahogany bar in a den of iniquity. Were it to. I rolled over and looked at John in the dim light of the few electronics in the room. He was always a back sleeper. His body was exposed and I couldn’t help but look at it in a very different way now. I tried not to and cursed myself for thinking those thoughts about my best friend. But I just couldn’t help it. The flood gates of my feelings had been unleashed and I could not rebuild the dam ever again.I am not sure when I finally fell asleep I just remember how I woke up. John was shaking me,.