He had a mop in hand and was obviously fulfilling his duties. I cannot say that I thought him to be very good-looking, but he definitely had an earthy... magnetism that I found rather appealing.After washing my hands I mounted the long stainless steel urinal. Upon doing so, he instantly leaned his mop against the wall and joined me on the platform. After hurling out his dick he commenced spraying the vertical steel sheet with an extraordinary torrent of piss. As subtlety as possible, I glanced at. Studies and clinical interactions have shown that a major factor in how we experience fear has to do with the context we are in at the time. When our “thinking” brain gives feedback to our primitive “emotional” brain and we perceive ourselves being in a safe space with someone we trust, we can then quickly shift the way we experience that high aroused state we find ourselves in. Going quickly from a state of fear to one of pleasurable enjoyment or even aroused sexual excitement.When we perceive. He knew what was going to happen. He knew what the man wanted. He knew he wouldn’t resist. He felt it---the man thrusting. Smell of perspiration. Face wet from the man’s abdomen. Feel of that hard cock. Sexually assaulting him. Driving into him. Fucking him. Let it happen.Harder. Faster. Head held tighter. Chaos. Sexual chaos. Fucked in the mouth. Not resisting. Lips snug. Sliding fast. Wet. No friction. Jammed! Jammed to the back of his mouth. Crazy! Crazy! Crazy!It’s …. A strange idea was starting to form in my mind but after a few minutes I decided that it was ludicrous and wandered back to the kitchen to get something to drink. Suddenly I heard a loud banging at the front door. I quickly ran to the door and opened it to see Lisa standing there dressed only in her panties and bra. The rest of her clothes were scatter along the front sidewalk. I opened my mouth to say something but before I could get a word out, Lisa yelled, "Just shut up and fuck me." Then.