There was a bar where you drank on the slate and paid afterwards, and on the bar there was a little breadbasket with a pile of condoms. The music was ...onstant beat, techno, pumping, not a place for a quiet drink or a romantic night. This was a place for unbridled partying.Nakedness is good in these places because you can see what you are getting. I don't like guys that are too big, if I am going to be on the bottom.This night when I went in it was quiet, there were only about 8 guys in the. Listened to music. A tortured soul.*My one link to normality was that I knew Riley.We had grown up together, our families went on holiday together. TheParkers and the Robsons were inseparable. "I wonder if they wife swap"Riley would often tease, both of us grossed out and laughinghysterically. We would spend whole Sundays at each other's houses. Rileyand I were actually pretty close, and she seemed to genuinely like me.But not at school, she knew my association was social suicide, and Ididn't. I was well in to my stroke now, not even looking at her one hand still claping her hair the other propping my against the wall. Then from outside the toilet I heard James call for assistance. I froze stock still with just the tip of my cock in Vicki’s mouth and then the moment I knew my cock slut was back, she reached up and with both hands on my ass she pulled me back in to her throat. I looked down and saw her staring up at me with that same a****l lust in her eyes that had been there last. " You're lying." Maybe. You'll never know. And no one will ever know you've been kidnapped. We'll let you go before your movie premiere. You'll go back to your life and pretend nothing ever happened. And if you don't then we'll release the tape that my friend happens to be making right now." That's blackmail." That's right. Now if you'll lower your arms. We've got film of you naked, but it's all while you were lying there like a dead fish. We want to get some of you awake." No!" Okay."Neil.