Maybe two or three times a week I'd wake up somewhere around oh dark thirty and never get back to sleep.Feeling in a dark mood I almost didn't go but ...hen it came to staying home and drinking beer or going out and drinking it, I decided on the latter. In my sour mood I put on black jeans and a black, long sleeved shirt and jammed on well-worn black Justin boots and my fairly new Stetson hat. Both of these were from my rodeo days and dressing in black had been my trademark. In that mood I went. With this different warmth feeling spreading in my mouth and Billyfiddling around with my nipples, there was a most peculiar feeling ofpleasure stretching through the nerves in my body. When Billy started topinch my nipples, my own smaller penis jumped in excitement. My handdarted down and into my jeans to play with it, but I couldn't do muchmore than run it.When Billy's cock was to big too fit in my mouth, he removed one handfrom my nipple, to my strange disappointment, and began to move my. Mitchell’s comments about how some white men love to worship black cocks really got me aroused, and I even found myself thinking about the fluids stuff that he was saying." The disturbing thing is that after twenty-five years of never even thinking about other men’s cocks, I find myself here spilling my guts to you three high school boys, while watching you stroke your big cocks. So that’s my quandary. I know that I could never suck a cock or watch my wife fuck another man, and yet I suddenly. My balls Give him a Brazilian sally giggled What’s a Braziliani asked I will show you Kate laughed she rubbed the soap over my pubic area The razor following after I looked down horrified watching my masculinity being stripped away Keep still or I will cut you Kate said I stood petrified as I felt the razor running over the area She then pulled the skin tight on my balls, keep very still she said I felt the razor gently run round my balls I looked down at Kate’s head Please Kate Nearly.