Once home Marily tried to shake the feeling of need and desire that bunched up inside her demanding an outlet. She couldn't. While Fred had been showe...ing for bed, she had wandered out to the patio, had looked in the direction of Peter's house, had tried to figure which bedroom might be his. Then she remembered his wife, she frowned and, in her own mind, agreed with her husband: how could he live with such a silly woman? She returned to the house, went to the bathroom, stopped in the bedroom. My aunt is built like me, short and fat with an ugly face. Pam is not much better. They are both in the late forties. I was hoping that they could give me a ride back to my trailer but they were way too drunk. They told me to spend the night and drink with them which I did. As always when people drink the subject turned to sex and I admit that listening tomy aunt and Pam talk got me plenty worked up. They asked about some of my adventures and I had to tell them that I had none. They had a real. He massaged my cock and testicles and then massaged my prostate. I moaned and took deep breaths to move the energy. I had to cut the session short as having this hot beautiful straight man touching and massaging me in a sexual way, otherwise I would have exploded and I was afraid that would freak him out. We ended the session with me hugging and saying Namaste. It was then I felt his hard cock touching my hard cock and as we hugged, our cocks slipped between one another's legs. We just held. “Are you okay, my sweet? You look nervous.”I gulp before I gaze into his concerned emerald eyes and say, “I’ve never been bound like this before, Master. I think my body is a little freaked out. But I trust you completely.”His body goes rigid next to me. “Do you want me to take off the handcuffs?”“No,” I quickly say. “I will be okay. I just need a minute to calm down, if that’s okay.”“Of course.”I close my eyes and focus on my breathing, forcing myself to take deep breaths that quickly replace.