After a few weeks of renting gay porn, masturbating to it multiple times a day, and even purchasing a dildo to experiment with. . .I broke the news to...Brian. While he was shocked, he said he figured this was coming about a month ago when he saw one of the gay porn dvd's in my car :-oI met him that night at his place - a small but quaint house, impeccably decorated and very masculine in both look and smell. . .it turned me on even further. After a little nervous small talk, Brain led me to his. There, I indicated the weight bench-cum-bondage-frame, and Annie, slowly dropping her robe with some hesitation, settled herself upon it.She extended her arms, and I slipped the loops over her wrists, made them fast, and took up the slack in the line. Similarly, I secured her ankles, admiring her smoothly shaven pubis. I stepped back to admire my prey, filled with churning mixed feelings. On the one hand, I loathed the creature she had become, unfaithful, manipulative, self centered, and self. Who knew?” She gestured to the squirts of cum on the ground in front of Liz. She, Jess, and Liz all got chuckles out of that as I caught my breath, my cock shrinking in my hand.“And,” she said, continuing, “since Aaron finished last – which, incidentally, was NOT where I would have laid MY betting money – he is the winner who gets to clean up all the yummy, tasty cum. With his tongue.”“What! I’m not-” I started but Emma cut me off with laughter.“Lighten up, I’m only joking. There’s cleaning. He seems to think I'm recommending the change for the sake of making a change. He says he bases his logic on years of unending home remodeling I've subjected him to."Abigail laughed. Clair was also the wife of Donald Barlow, the CEO of Overlake."I'm sure you'll find a way to convince him," Abigail said."Well, I have a secret weapon," Clair said with a wink. "My most recent remodel included an upgrade of our ancient kitchen appliances, and he would be completely lost with all those buttons and.