As I stood up someone took my idle hand and put it on his cock. I began jerking him and a pair of hands grabbed my waist and turned me to the side. th...n he put a hand on the center of my back and whispered to me BEND OVER.I have never had anal sex before and I was a little hesitant but I did as he said. He tried to push the head in my ass but it was so tight. He said to relax and tried again and slowly I felt the head of his cock slide in. It burned as it slid in. Slowly he pulled back and slid. When I was made redundant and went looking for work, it was almost impossible to get a similar job. After all, who is going to employ someone to be a supervisor when they could get a skilled manager or even a deputy manager for the same money?Fortunately, my redundancy pay more than paid off my small mortgage, so all I needed to earn was enough to eat – at least until the economy picked up – and found a part-time job in a small "boutique" that specialised in exotic ornaments and furniture as. So what now?”We decided to grab dinner at a local pizza place, and as we waited we discussed going skating, or going to a movie. Jack and I let the girls win, and decided to see the new Olivia Newton-John and John Travolta movie. I went and grabbed a newspaper from outside and we quickly found a drive-in that was showing it. So with the pizza finished we grabbed some snacks and went to Northridge to see “Two of a Kind”.We all cuddled up with our girlfriends, and as much as I loved ONJ, this was. And with Lou gone, I guess Bernadine has decided to finally drop the mask. She has decided to reveal her inner monster. And the target of her abuse and her fury is me. The hero of the story. Why me? That’s a question I’ve asked myself many times. I’m just a big and tall young black man living near the town of Boston, Massachusetts. I’m openly bisexual, though I don’t make a big deal out of it. I’ve got psychotic relatives but then again, who doesn’t? I seem to be a magnet for sociopaths. Men.