Stroke by stroke, it grew rapidly harder in my grip, confirming that its owner was pleased by my actions. Two strong arms now wrapped my torso from be...ind, cupping my breasts from below before lightly pinching my small nipples which hardened immediately in response. I had never been with two men at the same time before. Extending my free arm, I welcomed another penis, this one already quite hard and greedy to be attended to. As I stroked it, I turned my head back the other direction and. . Mister Carpenter ... sir..."I interrupted – gently, I hope. "Jen. I think it might help if you just call me Jeff. If what you want to say is difficult, as I suspect, perhaps you'd like a drink?"She took a deep breath. "Yes. Thank you, Jeff. A small Scotch. Little water."I poured perhaps a little more than a small measure of Glenfiddich into a tumbler and added chilled water. Jen took it, looked at it, then at me, then sipped without comment. When about half had gone, she began."When I was .... " Sorry," I apologized looking down at my feet. Perhaps I was being toohard on the guy after all in all of the stories I'd read about him he hadnever outright lied to anyone. Maybe he was incapable of lying?"Oh believe me I can lie if I want to, but it does spoil most of the fun.I'm getting tired of this long dialog, so let's get down to business: yougive me the $14.78 in your pocket and I'll give you what you've alwayswanted: a real date with your best friend Mark. You are gay right? And. "Thursday?" I shrugged. "Um, Wednesday is the rehearsal. Let's see ... Friday we're having the big dinner, all the in-laws, you know." I rolled my eyes. "Hmmm, Thursday I think I'm just going to panic that night." You're going to panic?" Will laughed."Why?" I asked him. "Are you asking me on a date two days before my wedding? Your timing sucks." What? No, uh-uh ... I'm, well, me and the guys we were thinking you should have a little party." A party? For me?" I smiled."Yeah, you know, um...".