I pushed him off and asked him what he was doing. He said, innocently enough, ‘Just wanted to fuck you.’ I undressed the rest of what was left. H... smiled and kissed me. Since, like I said, I was a virgin to everything, he rubbed my tits and told me to get his pants (and boxers) off. I took them off and damn he was big for his age! He must’ve been 9 inches! My eyes popped out with his dick and he laughed. We were both completely naked. He laid me on the bed and straddled me, not yet letting me. "Usurped?"Milton Armitage III explained the painful truth, "There can only be one king. That is why we are called 'monarchs'. By divine providence, my royal epithet was 'Mr. Perfect', and by divine will, my nom de amour has been taken away from me." I still don't get it," Dobie said."It is that beatnik friend of yours!" Milton Armitage III accused. "If he had remained a scrawny, scruffy 'Maynard', I would still rule the thinking of the females about me!" Oh!" Dobie thought he understood, now.. Some men wanted to be whipped, or wanted to whip her. Some men wanted to be dressed in nappies, some wanted her dressed as a schoolgirl or a policewoman or a nurse, sometimes just sexy lingerie, but most were just happy with her dressed up nice. There were two women clients, those recordings were sexy, and one where Mrs Crisp was with a married couple. Now that really was something to behold.Some of the films had sound, and it was as I was half watching one of these, that something the man said. Hold on." Jay looked at me as he pulled my mouth off his cock. "Say 'Hello Bobby'," Jay ordered."Hello, Bobby," I said. I could hear a male voice saying "Holy shit" as Jay pulled the receiver away."What did I tell you? Yeah, busted this whiteboy's cherry not too long ago, both of them, mouth and ass. He's been a slut for my dick ever since. I fucked him until he could barely walk a few days ago." Jay laughed, either at his statement or at something the guy on the phone said, I wasn't sure.