I stepped forward and slowly put my cock through the hole and immediately felt this hand running up and down the shaft and then pulling my balls throu...h, my cock was getting quite hard now and I felt this warm tongue licking around the head before taking my cock deep into their mouth, it felt so good when I felt them bobbing up and down while rubbing my balls and I knew I wasn’t going to last very long.I felt my balls being squeezed and the tempo quickened and my cock started to pulsate as I. But I could not let him think of me like that. I could not do anything that made him think that it would be in any way, shape or form acceptable to even consider enslaving me.And yet... My hand had already pulled the sheet down the bed, exposing his rigid cock to the air, to my eyes.But I wouldn't do anything about it. I had to reassert myself this morning. I had to regain control, or I felt that I would be lost forever. I couldn't lose control, because if I did, I would be obeying his every. I said that because that's what you needed to hear. But when we do ... this ... I think of him as my brother ... one of the very special men in my life. But he was only one of two special men. You were the other. I felt just as strongly about you. But you weren't ready for that. You weren't ready for what I grew to want from you."Eventually some of the girls figured out what was happening between me and Alex. And a couple of them figured out how I felt about you too. Brittney was one. She. Jess and Sharon stayed in the kitchen to prepare the rest of our meal. Once the planks were set on the grill, the temperature adjusted properly, and my phone set for 20 minutes, we came back inside to retrieve our drinks, planning to return outside and chat, as guys do.Upon entering the back door, Bill and I froze, not believing the sight in front of our eyes. There, leaning against the kitchen counter, locked in a passionate embrace and frenzied french kissing, were Jess and Sharon. Their.