We had just spent the last couple of hours at the strip club, so I was feeling pretty horny still and decided to try and find a local gay club to real...y satisfy my urges.I stumbled across Steam, a very nice and well maintained sauna in the middle of Sydney city. I had a nice long shower and started getting hard checking out all the other men showering with me. I finished showering and walked upstairs to the cruising area with a hard cock pointing my way. This got the attention of a few men, and. James did have particularly sensitive nipples and it was super hot to watch his companion lick him while he stroked himself. Seth’s head moved lower, trailing kisses down James’ stomach until he wrapped his lips around James’ penis and started bobbing his head on it in that certain way that drove James wild. Seth was so sweet and gentle with him, knowing that he had probably been through quite a bit with Victor. “You’re so hot.” whispered Seth.“I want you to fuck me.” James replied.Seth pinned. We never tried to speak with each other.One day, as usual, I was staring at her in the parking area. She tried starting her scooter but in vain it didn’t. So I went and kick-started it after a minute of hard stroke. Even after this, we didn’t speak. She just smiled and I smiled back. The next day the same problem continued. I helped her.Even the next day the same problem. I tried but in vain, it didn’t work. It was drizzling outside and the climate was chilly and fantastic. I don’t know how to. Some even clapped. While kneeling at his feet, I nodded and smiled back at them, proud as anything and wondering what he just said! I've thought about what he said the last couple of days, wondering if I am more sub than slave, or vice versa. In terms of consensuality, I feel a real sense of control over my destiny. I have chosen how I want to live my life. I chose to submit. I don't choose when or where. But I did choose to submit in the first place. I guess it comes down to degrees. So, does.