.I stopped going to see Mike shortly after the time I saw him that I wrote about on page 5. I can't remember exactly why I stopped going to see him. I...know that I almost always had girlfriends, between them and starting a career, it was hard to get away. I do know that I was not the only guy he was, "massaging." That was a turn off for sure.It would be years until my next experience. I was older now, 30ish I think. I was by now mostly just living out fantasies by watching porn. I found that I. My mom told me that she would take me to visit him near Christmas I couldn’t wait!Finally we arrived to his city in December and we stayed a few days, I stayed in Lou’s bedroom, he had twin beds and it was very neat!We realized that in those months we hadn’t seen each other we began puberty, our voices had begin to change, we were taller and hair was growing in a lot of new places… and our new smell! Puff!One night I was in bed reading a comic book and he entered into the room after taking a. I started tonguing the base of his shaft, working on the balls a bit. Just to keep things from being too serious, I blew a raspberry on his scrotum. That surprised Ron and made him laugh, but his cock continued to get stiffer. After a few minutes of my licking up and down his shaft, he was so hard that his dick stood straight up against his abdomen. In hindsight, I realize how impressive that was. We were both about 30 at this time, and I’ve since learned that most men lose the muscle tone. Uh, I’ve already said that...”“Yes. You are not as erudite as you usually are. You’ll get there, though. You are still my Reg.”“I hope so. I don’t like myself at the moment. Don’t expect me to be able to help much with this insurance scam, darling.”“You have a pretty competent staff to work on the matter, Reg. Just leave it to us. Oh, I think I am repeating myself, too!” she laughed.Reg shrugged, and looked around to see if any other of his wives wanted a tete-a-tete, but none were in evidence..