.” I said.She interrupted. “How are you supposed to get comfortable with doing things like this if you don’t try?”“By doing other things unt...l I’m comfortable with taking the chance,” I said and stepped past her into the shower.She stood up and said, “But you’re not the one taking the chance, I am.”“And I’ll be the one to lose everything if it goes wrong,” I said.“Not your life,” she said.I turned to face her. She had her arms crossed under her breasts and a stubborn expression on her face.. It was no less than the fourth time he'd called methis morning, and I'd let it go to voicemail each time. But hispersistence was both getting on my nerves and getting harder to ignore."Who is it," Sara asked. She'd seen me look at the phone and put it backaway each time, and was growing concerned for me."It's just Bryce," I said. "I don't want to talk to him. Like, ever." Just ignore him and eventually he'll get the hint," Gwen said."No," Monica said. "He won't. He's an idiot, and a stubborn. John tells me to get on my hands and knees. I scramble around quickly. I can’t wait for the thumb in my ass. I smile back at him as he’s moving behind me. As he’s crawling around me, I decide what the hell. I grab the lube from the night table and hand it back to him. ‘Triple penetration, my love. Please!’ John smiles and grabs the lube to lube my asshole up. He loves the triple P as much as I do. He slips into my juicy pussy and it just feels magnificent. This is where this man belongs and I. It wasn’t my friend that introduced me to “Gay” sex, it was his dad. His big, burly, hairy, manly dad.As I layed there, my cock ached. It ached for relief, it begged to be touched and needed to be pulled on. Much more than that though, it seemed to make me need Jon’s dads cock as well. I found myself desiring his big, masculine dick. Inside me and in my mouth. In such a short time, I seemed to have become almost cock obsessed. Knowing Jon’s dad was just in the other room, next to his wife, was.