We started a conversation about what where our homes were, our jobs, and why he was going to San Diego (to attend his brothers wedding). We drank more...beer and became quite chummy. I wasn't drunk but I was feeling my inhibitions melt away, and I could tell he was loosening up too. From our conversation, we figured out that we both liked sleeping with men. He had by this time put his music away and made me his object of interest. I commented on how I liked how his jeans so nicely fit his physic. We weren’t taking chances, though. The age of consent was fourteen in Germany and it was here in Italy, the location of Lake Como, as well. We always met where our activity was legal, if not exactly publicly acclaimed. We did not operate in public.In addition to the dozen club members who had shown up and the support staff, there were nearly two dozen beautiful boys mingling in the room. They weren’t wearing masks. They weren’t wearing anything at all, other than robes with two silver badges on. She kept her hands where they were and seemed to push her butt out a little more when she arched her back.My sister did the same thing. I could tell my father was amping up the intensity because my mother bit her lip like she was deeply enjoying the massage on her private parts from the joy buzzer.“If you don’t mind, can I ask what you are doing?” the old man was obviously puzzled by my mother’s reaction.“It’s a competition sir. We both have to keep our hands on this flagpole for ten minutes,”. Woh kitchen mein khade ho ke chapati bana rahi thi pata nahi achanak kya hua woh chila uti mein ek dam ghabara gaya kitchen mein gaya tho dekha woh sadi ghutno tak utha ke uchal rahi thi uski mat chikni tange dekh ke tho mein pagal ho gaya aur poochne laga kya hua aunty tho woh boli arre beta lagta hai cockroach chala gaya hai andar woh zor zor se saadi hila rahi thi per cockroach nahi nikala maine kaha aunty andar room mein ja ke saadi utar ke usko nikal do tab woh bhagti hui apne bed room.