The crowd, fueled by red bull and vodka cocktails and god knows how many illegals – glad we don’t – bounced and swayed and gyrated like the cont...ents of a boiling soup. Packed, spawning fish in a turbulent ocean. D meandered up stream. ‘Mel!’ D yelled grabbing the shoulder of the sober, tranced, gyrating, dripping, gasping Melody. ‘Mel!’ D yelled again. Melody looked up at her friend open mouthed without recognition. Their eyes met. Something was wrong, Melody could see. Her brain kicked. I think I hit on practically every single woman I met with rare success in those days. I was a good looking guy, but I had not learned to talk women into digging me, so I spent a lot of time at the local video store, renting straight porn and jerking off. I must have been there favorite custormer and as I recall the gay guys who ran the store were always happy to see me. One day another customer who I recognized as a regular like me, turned to me in the adult section of the video store and. My anus was soaking and now used to the feeling of their tongues deep inside, I then felt a sharp feeling of uncomfort as one of them began to slide his pre cum covered cock into my anus, I let out a loud moan and began pushing my bottom back to him, she slid in easily, after all they were both only about 6inches, but still good enough. He began pounding into me, I could feel my cheeks wobbling as his hips and thighs slammed into me each time. My head was then lifted to the sight of the other. It reminded me of the position a sissy held in society, beingneither male or female, the sissy was the lowest of the low and onlygood to serve real males primarily or real females secondary.Video 3 went on to create a yearning for my Master and for all thethings he could deliver for me. It made me crave humiliation at thehands of my Master, and it made me want him in a sexual way so that Iwould feel the need to pleasure him at all times. If I wasn't beinghumiliated, I would want his cock.