Bob went down the hallway of a small, cramped flat which was bare of any other furniture other than the bed and a lamp. In the bedroom the man said, "Now we're going to play a little game. I am going to blindfold you and we are going to play 'guess who it is.' You have to guess. It's that simple." After tying Bob's eyes and sitting on the bed next to him Bob said, "What do you call this game?" "The game goes like this," he said. "I am going to caress your body with my hands, you have to identify where I touch you. If you guess right, I'll caress you a little longer. If you guess wrong I'll just stop. It's like you said, simple. Ready?" "Wait just a minute. I said not if I didn't want to." "You've already lost," he said.

He stood and stripped to his underwear, revealing the same hairy chest, and his cock was obviously hardening. He stood next to the bed, pulled off his shorts and stood in front of Bob, his hard penis in front of Bob's face. "Let the game begin." He started on Bob's shoulder, running his finger down Bob's arm,