It was only a little larger than average but very thick with big balls. He was also a very furry man. I found myself sneaking peaks at his dick whenev...r I thought he wasn't looking. I had entertained thoughts of having sex with another guy, even dreamed of it, fantasize about it but never acted on it before. Soon I couldn't help but think of what it would be like to suck and lick his big cock. I tried not to think about it but couldn't and before I knew it my cock was as hard as it could be.. Through my jeans my cock was poking out. Just being near his door was having this effect. Around 8 pm I finally mustered courage and knocked on his door. A few minutes passed and nothing. The anxiety was too much to bear. My legs were already feeling weak. I though no one was at home. Then the door opened just as I was about to leave. A new wave of excitement ran through my body in the form of shivers.Manjoy looked at me in the eye. Seeing him after such a long time refreshed old memories.. And I thank you, Little Joe. I’m glad to have you as a friend.” I was Catalano and Little Joe was Italian but our words for formal greetings were the same in both Spanish and Italian. I knew that the formality of his statement meant it came from his father.“Sly, we’ve known each other since grade school. I’ve got your back.”I thought about our friendship. We weren’t real close, but all our early classes and class pictures showed us standing next to each other. Alphabetical order. Cortales then. " I reached up towhere the cock should be and thought about it. I was reaching for a cockand not Gert, not a Master, and not a Mr. John. I was simply reachingfor a cock and by deduction, the cock was wanting something from the"hole" to make it happy. That thing in the hole was me. Gert has justmoved me from being his sub Leslie to being an object of sex. In mereseconds after grabbing the cock in front of me I became a tool for sex.Nothing else. And yes. I like it. Thrilling!I held the.