They were all mutt-crosses of some kind or other, and all of them big. ‘Who do we have here? We’ve got Ace the Retriever, Attila the Rottweiler, M...thius the Bernese, and Conrad the Dane. They’re not pedigree, but they’re amazing, aren’t you?’ He said, rubbing the head of Mathius who looked up at him with huge black eyes. All of the dogs sat patiently as I scratched their heads and necks, introducing myself the only way I could. Excitement aside, they were well trained and very sweet. Dan. Up to that point I was a real nowhere man. I drifted along, grabbing targets of opportunity wherever and whenever I found them. Nothing interested me, at least not enough to care very much. And there was no actual emotional investment in relationships; EVER. That included my marriage.Bill junior changed that. I knew that I was hooked the instant that I laid eyes on him. I spent a lot of his early months just playing with him. I would do anything to make Billy smile.Most of what I did was in the. It was a kind of sex life, he supposed. Though one-sided.Then Mr. Jackson moved into the apartment right across from Reagan's. The second floor bedrooms facing each other with a slim balcony off the bedroom French doors. Reagan had been working from home that week and had his laptop out on the balcony with a chair to enjoy the brief winter sunshine.With the drapes back and the French doors opened, Reagan could see right through his new neighbor's bedroom and part of his hallway. Of course, he. I knew he was close to shooting and with one last buck of his hips his cock head entered my ass. The pain was incredible but then I felt his warm cum bathe my insides. When he was done he pulled his head out and not one drop of cum followed. My ass was so tight it trapped it all inside me. All of a sudden we heard a sound in the changing room. He opened the lock and quickly stepped out leaving me alone naked and with an ass full of cum still in my ass. I waited for my semi hard cock to go down.