Max was my mate for about 3 years, and he wassuccessful with the ladies. He had lost count as to how many women he hadbeen with. He was the type of gu...y men wanted to have a drink with andwoman wanted to have sex with. I on the other had always been a one-womantype guy and had never even dreamt of having sex with another woman.The journey to our house away from home was a long and boring one. Wetalked shit for the 3 hours it took to get to our house. We talked aboutsports, Max's latest girl and. "Only promise me that you'll fuck me the way Carl is doing! With your finger shoved in my ass at the same time!" It's a deal!"Sighing, Suzie spread her legs wide on either side of him as he hunched over her, her toes curling under with lewd expectation. All thoughts of modesty and caring whether her brother saw her this way were vanished now in the heat of the occasion, and she let a soft moan of desire escape from her lips while she squirmed her buttocks down on the matting, inciting his. They were bothsitting at the table, wearing shirts and boxer shorts, the same as me.There was nothing unusual about that - I had seen it before dozens oftimes. But there was something immediately different, something Icouldn't quite place. I went to the refrigerator to cook up some bacon,not saying anything, when it struck me what it was. Their body languagehad changed. It wasn't just two roommates sitting at the table. Mariawas smiling at Andy, even as she ate her Grapenuts or whatever. "Areyou going to lead me around on a leash, Jack? Make me your bitch?" Maybe. All in good fun," he smiled and adjusted the collar. It fitwell, tight but not outrageously so. I checked myself in the overheadmirror. I had to admit, it looked sexy."Fine, fuck it," I sniffed, and reached for the door handle.The walk was freezing, on a frozen sidewalk with a stiff wind blowing.By the time I made around the corner to the Mandarin my teeth werechattering. I could feel the eyes on me as I made my.