... Would you like to see my art collection?"Again, my heart skipped a beat. Of course, I translated her statement as "would you like to come back to ...y place and pound me?"I left the car parked where it was and we walked the two blocks to her house – a small, one-bedroom.Seconds after I got in the door, Sheila attacked me. She pushed me down on a couch and jumped into my lap – and yes, that beautiful hair covered my face. My cock grew to full erection in a matter of seconds."I bet you really. “Look, call him. I am going to head out, mom wants to go shopping so I can’t pass that up. I will call you later okay?” “Yeah okay,” I grumbled, rolling over on my bed and grabbing Brian’s card off my nightstand. “Call him,” she said one more time before hanging up on me, not allowing me the chance to argue it. I buried my head into my pillow and let out a small yell. I was so nervous. I was the worst at calling people and this could go all wrong. What if he did not remember me? What if he was. The first floor was configured with fully equipped BDSM chambers where those with sadist and masochistic tendencies could have their fantasies made real.Paid membership was a requirement and with the venue proving so popular a considerable membership waiting list soon built up. Admittance was by appointment only and on entry through the secure door the 'customer' would be required to fill out a form/questionnaire which indicated preferences and any special requirements required on the day of. Seeing him completely naked was exiting. He wasa lean boy with a small dick and no body hair at all.I asked him whether I could feel his dick and he did not object. Heeven came closer to me and took my hand. It felt strange but alsoexiting to feel somebody else's member. He was small after having beenin the cold water for almost an hour. He in turn, took my dick, whichwas also shrunken, in his hand and we slowly started to jerk each otheroff. I got a funny feeling in my stomach. The feeling.