David didn't really respond right away, but a few weeks later, I guess he'd thought it over long enough to feel that it was time that he confronted us... about it. It wasn't a confrontation in the classical sense, but instead it was David wanting to discuss the swinging lifestyle; how we got into it; and, more importantly, how he could get into it. Once we'd crossed the Rubicon, and began talking openly with him, this evolved into him asking a number of rather pointed questions about swinging in. It was almost non-existent, smooth to the point of almost completely blending in with the shaft.His penis, average in length and skinnier than most in width, was certainly no showstopper. I could easily have deep-throated him, but no way, Jose! When it was fully erect, I noticed it had an acute upward bend and I could feel the tip hit the roof of my mouth.Spike said, "Now, go up and down on it! Shit! I know you can suck my dick better than that!" I started going up and down, sucking him off. I. Dont make me into your whore. I said, my eyes closed and my breath hot, Please, dont make me into your whore. I begged him while his dick rocked me. My eyes spread wide open and tears filled my eyes as my body shuddered, I came so hard, my cum flew out of my stretched cunt and I screamed, Why? I asked him, my whorish cunt not getting enough of the still hard dick. He started laughing, a genuine smile on his face. Mmmmm, ahhhh, ahhh, please, there, right there… I guided the man to fuck me in all. Pulling away he stood up and led me into his bedroom.As we stood at the end of the bed his tongue began probing my mouth as one of his hands slowly began kneading my ass, working its way up and down the back of my thighs, as his other was sliding under my shirt that he had teased from my trousers. My breathing began to get heavier as his fingers explored my stomach and chest in circles, before finally lightly pinching my hardening nipples. Gradually I became aware that I could feel his.