Think there’s room for me in there? That is, if your up to it.’ ‘Tell you what, how about starting the shower? I need to rinse all these bubbles...off of me.’ I stand and get out of the tub. ‘No problem,’ he says, walking over to the separate shower. He reaches in and turns on both the hot and cold water, letting it run. He turns to ask ‘How do you like the water, hot or …’ but his voice trails off in mid-sentence when he sees me bending over the tub to let the water out. I slowly stand up and. Faster than we expect, things get quiet in the room and we break our kiss, with thoughts of a nice hot shower, a couple of cold drinks, and a nice long nap together…the head bouncer, instead of undoing your bindings, says “99 cumshots…one more to go and she’s done”…but wtf?? we feel that familiar and dangerous shadow fall on us again…mr. fucking big, and as pissed off as ever!...son of a BITCH won’t this jagoff learn…he opens his pie-hole and blurts ”GET YOUR PUNY PECKER OUTTA HER ASSHOLE…IMA. A pair of lovely ladies dressed in bikinis, bookended me as I walked, cheerfully telling about the oasis and the wonderful things to do there. The girls told me their names and said that they were twins, sent to make me 'happy' there.The twin on my right took off her top and pressed her hard nipples into my side, rubbing them to get my full attention, while her sister tossed away her bottoms and pressed her wetness to my thing, making sure I could feel her arousal. Twin one kissed me, shoving. However, I came there from a city south of cleveland, ohio. i had lots of friends and most of us were jocks of one kind or another. that meant some of us were good at something and the others thought they were but we all had that much in common..and we had a good time. this was many years ago so you can imagine the stigma that would be put on us had we shown any interest in m2m sex. queers were queers and we were all young macho guys (no one knew what the hell "macho" was then, of course)..we.