Wanted to explore his bi side.I told him I wanted to suck a cock but did't think I wanted a man to suck me off.He said he understood,and was happy for...me to suck him off.Delighted in fact.I said I might let him fuck me in the ass,but I wasn't sure. No worries he said,we'll go at your pace.Lastly I said,no kissing,no way.Mike was fine with that.So that Saturday I turned up at his house at just after ten.I brought a nice bottle of wine.He laughed,said this wasn't a date.We watched match of the. Still I was expecting to be alone during another two days, but I wanted really to be at home as soon as I could; so, I tried to drive back during the night in a fast highway.It was a warm October night and the highway was almost empty. I had plenty gas to get home, but after two hours driving, I needed to use a restroom.I saw a rest area located down a short road about a mile away from the main highway.When I stopped there was another car parked near the rest area. I walked to the bathroom and. Then he kept coming all over me, hair, face, eyes, scarf, jacket, like a fucking cum shower :o He grabbed my hair again and pulled me back on my feet, even I had a hard time standing, my legs was shaking like crazy after all the heavy pounding ... He picked up a pair of scissors, first stuck it up my face to scare me, laughing, then he cut off those painful straps. -"Thank you, I whispered." -"Ok, I'll let you off with a warning this time! Cause I'm a good man, you know." He said, looking hard. Once, we were walking down the street and passed by a younger man. She looked at him and asked: 'Wanna fuck?' She has this way of emphasizing the word 'fuck' and make it sound depraved." Dr. Johns smiled at me. "Bill, you need not be concerned about using such words. I need to hear the unvarnished story. Don't sugar coat things by using 'making love' instead of 'fucking'. Tell me the story, no matter how explicit it is. I am a professional and have heard everything. Go ahead with your story,.