The Sex Tapes Of When We Were Young Are Lost Or Stolen

I had a friend in college, Larry, who became a hair dresser after graduation, and he started calling himself Lawrence. One night he asked me to come over for supper, he was going to fix some frog legs with butter. I went.

When I got there he was in an apron, nothing else. He kissed me right out on the mouth and gave me an apron to get comfortable in. I got kissed several times and he ran his hand over my bare butt and grabbed my penis under the apron. We weren't only having frog legs that night.

When we had cleaned up the kitchen we went to his room and he set up a camera to record us. It was hooked up to the tv set on the dresser, so not only would it record, but we could watch ourselves having sex. We 'acted' for the camera, lots of oral sex, and when it came time to have him on top I faced the camera and it caught every face I made as he went deep up my ass.

I should have demanded that he erase the tape. But I left and never asked him what he was going to do with it. We used that tape over and over to have sex. Sometimes we taped other sex acts, I have no idea how many hours of sex he recorded.

I bring all this up because he told me he lost the tapes when he moved. The old camera and the wires were there, but the box of tapes was gone. Somewhere out there someone has enough to blackmail us, or me, or him. We are best friends now, he still 'burns' hair and I'm still working in my sales job. We are just not twenty something horny boys any more. We are older men with a past, and someone has those tapes and is beating off to them right now.