" And so on.It's all the same theme, and it's all enjoyable to my mind, if it'swritten well. I am rusty. So please forgive me at the awkwardness of th...narrative. Don't forgive me on the story: I'm just pushing an envelopeand typing for the hell of it, because it's fun. After all, when wewrite, who are we writing for? Me or You.I thank Fictionmania for allowing me to engage in my narcistic thoughts,and share them.)Madhouse 4Through the gag, I was mewling as quietly as I could, a little. Ann and Jim laughed out several times as Jim moved closer to Ann on the couch. I could see Jim was wanting much more from Ann than a laugh as his hand touched Ann’s leg on a number of occasions. It had been several minutes later when Ann got up to get something out of the kitchen. Jim then said to me, “I can tell she is game on letting me fuck her. This won’t be a problem at all seducing her.”I knew Jim was going to make his move on Ann as soon as she returned from the kitchen. I really wasn’t. He put one under the elastic and grabbed my cock. I thought I was gonna blow then. he then pulled my jockeys completely off and revealed my 4.5" hard on surrounded by a forest of pubic hair and my plump balls. Hamish moaned with delight. He then took my balls in his mouth and sucked softly. I stared down at James' dick and then licked it. James moaned in pleasure as I did this so I kept on doing it. I then cupped his tight balls in my hand and started sucking passionately on his dick. I moved. Are you certain?" He searched my face, and I smiled as he suppressed his obvious arousal to worry about me.I nodded impatiently. "I've never been more certain of anything." I'm done with waiting for this.He reached down hesitantly to grasp the hem of the long tunic, brushing my knee lightly, making me squirm. With one last questioning look, he lifted and I raised my arms further, turning the tunic inside-out as he pulled it over my head. My hair tumbled down around my face as it pulled through.