I remembered everything the man had said, so I burst into tears. The woman tried to comfort me, but there wasn't much she could do, short of knock me ...out again. I spent about half an hour crying, but most of the pain and sorrow and, yes, fear, seemed to be burned out of me. I came to myself and started paying attention to my surroundings.I saw that I was now in a different room. It still looked like a hospital room, but some of the details were different, so I knew that I had been moved. I also. He had told me those few little words that I had waited to hear for what felt like all of my life. Jacob had told me he was gay! My heart stopped, my dick began to swell, and my mouth went dry. My best friend, whom I had dreamed countless wet dreams about, had just told me the few words I wanted to hear more than anything in my world. Jacob was gay! He looked pretty nervous and almost shit a brick because I couldn’t say anything, I was speechless. I got up, walked out the room, down the hall,. ‘Jack, nice to meet you.’ Paul answered, and I couldn’t see anything between them, hostility or jealousy, or whatever. Just the usual alpha-males sizing each other up looks that all men seemed to share. The females, the Domme’s, had that same attitude, so I knew it wasn’t strictly sexual, around the club at least. ‘Well, you’re certainly worth the wait, Jack.’ Angela licked her lips, giving my husband a rather obvious look of interest. That wasn’t uncommon though and I’d gotten over the. Somehow Jim had managed to summon willpower from somewhere,preventing himself from what would surely have been a crashing orgasm.However, all this did was to increase the ache of his sexual frustrationand inwardly prayed that Maria would spend some quality alone-time withhim later that night in bed and allow him to orgasm for the first time inwhat seemed like an age, but what was, in reality, only a few days.During the short time he had wore his new boots around the flat, his eyesseemed to be.