- Where’s Tommy? –- Taking a walk around. I guess he has a second opinion about this. But I’m glad to see you changed your mind. –- I did not ...change my mind, Joe. –He grinned, and patted his dick.- Looks to me your dick changed his mind. Think about that. –I looked around and saw Tommy, nervously walking around the perimeter of the warehouse, and made my way to meet him behind the carriage wagon. He stopped, planted his feet, and pointed his finger at me.- I don’t give a fuck what you do, Stan.. It was porn. It filled my vision: lots of sissys' being fucked by strapons and big cocks, sissys sucking and gagging, being violated in every orifice, swallowing cum from big black cocks, having their pussys' filled with cum. As this visual hypnotica happened, a female voice kept repeating a mantra that I love big cock, that I crave cum and want to be fucked. All these mantras being repeated over and over again. The pain in my arse still hurt, throbbing in fact, so much so that I didn't realise. “Change over,” Cindy commanded. As Keith removed his mouth, Malcolm looked across to see Cindy fondling Jan’s pussy. “But I’m not sure I can do it.” Cindy provocatively sucked on Jan’s nipple, and turned back to Malcolm. “You said you wanted to try it, so go for it. You’ll never get a better chance. Keith, lie down.” Watching Keith lie down, Malcolm thought: ‘You’ve always wanted to try it, and Keith’s cock does look nice, and it’s cut. Fuck it!’ Looking down at Keith’s tool, Malcolm. "Does she realize how stupid that theory is? I mean just because you have one girl's number in your phone doesn't mean you're cheating." I placed a hand on his. He pulled his hand away and blushed slightly."I tried to convince her of that, but she wouldn't listen. Honestly, I think she's seeing someone else behind my back anyway. Remember, I caught her cheating before." Yeah, I remember," I said as I broke eye contact with him and remembered the lingering hug we shared that night. "She's pissed.