He takes his coffee cup into the kitchen, putting it in a sink filled with dirty dishes. He doesn't have very many dishes, but every one of them is in...the sink, dirty. The whole kitchen is a filthy mess. Walking into the living room, he sees little messes everywhere. The bathroom is just as filthy as his kitchen. He realizes living in this dirty apartment is one of the reasons he's been feeling so depressed the past few weeks. He decides cleaning his apartment would be the best thing he can do. The paint and the wallpaper, the carpets and everything else. Even the smell was warm and alive and friendly to my nose. It made me feel like a child again and I smiled at the many photographs that decorated the walls. Through family portraits I watched Jimmy grow from a baby into a teenage boy. His handsome father, with his sandy hair and blue eyes, reminded me of my mom. They had the same smile. Jimmy's mom was darker, perhaps even taller than her husband, although it was hard to tell, and. I wasn’t sure what to say to that. I knew we were experimenting lately, but I never expected her to want another guy’s cock besides mine. I think it was Kyra who noticed my shocked look and then started to explain it to me. “What Ally is trying to say is that she wants you to fuck her in the ass while I fuck her pussy with a strap-on dildo. We briefly talked about it earlier. It’s just the three of us. No one else, Bret. There is no other guy if that’s what you were thinking.”“Oh My God! . I whispered yes and that this was my first time in a booth. He reached in front of me and found the quarter slot and dumped in a couple of quarters. The projector came on and there on the screen were two guys fucking. I was surprised as I had never seen two guys together and turned on at the same. The guy standing by me swooned and said "Oh ya fuck him good". I really got nervous now and didn't know if I should leave or even if this guy would let me pass. I could hear this guy starting to.