We would spend nights together at her house or mine. I rode the bus home to the farm so she could go home with me and ride the bus back into town the ...ext day. We talked about boys, smoking MJ, etc. After several nights together, we were at her house alone (her parents were at a party) and she asked me if I had ever masturbated and I said sure. She said she had as well and then asked me if I had ever “been screwed” and I told her about my cousin. She said she had tried it with a boy in her. Lacie felt the two men pick her up and take her over to Brian. Quickly her now numb hands and arms were freed and pulled above her. Each wrist was fastened into a shackle when she was secured her legs were pulled apart and fastened to two shackles attached to the floor. Her full weight pulled on her wrists as her head hung limp. Lacie barely conscious had endured as much as she thought she could.Brian picked her head up, well Lacie we have to get you clean. I have a special friend that is. My stomach churned with apprehension as I thought about facing Adam. What had he done? Why didn't he tell me about it? Of course he didn't tell me, I chided myself, I'd only known him one damn weekend. Why the hell would he feel like he should tell me? It's just that it had been an amazing weekend, and I thought we'd connected.Connected. I laughed sarcastically into the empty garden. What the hell did that mean anyway? 48 hours with a man and I thought I knew him? I felt like a fool and that. " Would you do it for me?" she asked so I slid down the zipper and twisted my stiffened cock out to stand up from my lap under the table as her fingers circled it so softly."My," she softly gasped, "you're a big man, you feel quite wonderful," as her fingers flexed around me gently gripping and relaxing. Then her hand began slowly sliding back and forth as she began pulling, then pushing.Yes, it was rather distracting to be masturbated while eating lunch but certainly pleasant, if a bit.