It is in your face, it always has been and always will be. Your cock, your shaved pussy, all they are is an added pleasure, a ship to carry the passen...er of your deep, dirty, perverse and powerful sexual identity. People are drawn to calling it ‘bed room eyes,’ but that is a far too romantic way of putting it. The look, the real look to stop someone in their tracks is one of uncompromising lust. It’s the way you feel when you know, really know, that you are the best at something. It is raw. Go ahead.”I stripped out of my briefs and I started jerking off, while kissing and touching his bare feet. It did not last long and I came hard. Then he sat at the table and I crawled under the table, kneeling in front of him. He freed his cock for me to suck on. I grasped his shaft and unceremoniously I put the head in my mouth. He lasted a little longer than me, but not so long. I swallowed every rope of jizz he sent into my mouth.I wiped his feet and the floor with a towel. We hid our. Briggs stood by his patio window admiring his garden and watched the neighbor's lad enter. He had watched him grow from a skinny boy to the lithe slim handsome lad who now smiled and waved towards him. Sliding the door open he shouted, "do you want a beer before you start." Waving a bottle and placing it at the edge of the door.Picking up the bottle of lager Simon took a swig. "Thank you, Mr. Briggs," and nodded to his neighbor who had stepped back into the room. He felt a slight unease at the. "I know, I know. I guess I have to explain my sexual journey to you." Michelle paused and surveyed their faces. "God, I can't believe I'm doing this." She paused again. "Here goes. The sex lives of Michelle's 'boyfriends past.' " She took a big gulp of her wine."Daniel was the first boy I had sex with. We took each other's virginity. After that we had good sex, but it was pretty much straight missionary sex with lots of kissing. He begged for me to suck him, and begged for me to let him lick my.