And you, how do you know him and how do you know me? Why were you asking about me?" I know him from football, Aussie Rules footy. Tim and I play in th... same district as Michael and Johnno." And me? you were asking about me. How do you know my name, and why were you asking about me?"Craig swallowed the last of his burger and took a drink by way of delaying the inevitable. Finally, he spoke, his voice a little croaky with nerves."You were at a party in South Yarra last weekend. I saw you there."I. As they approached the turn off to their door we called out our congenial if generic greetings. They are so great, I thought. I was surprised, and delighted, when they turned the wrong way and came up the walk towards me. We spouted pleasantries and introductions. They were Jake and Ellen, and I was Edwin. We were standing, or sitting, out in as perfect a day as there is, residents of a lovely apartment complex full of friendly folk. We joked about a cadre of nosy but nice old men we called the. We all became the deepest and most devoted of friends first, and being lovers merely make it just that all the more special. *********** Shinju won the ‘Baby Battle’ first but not by much, and the sight of the three of us walking around Niigata or Tokyo with both of my wives very pregnant, started another huge tabloid explosion. ‘Clearly,’ the tabloids reported, ‘true to the nature of my team’s mascot, I was very much the very model of male virility!’ When Shinju’s daughter was born, Atsuko. No. Not my cock. Average. Six inches I believe, although I haven’t measured it since high school. And not a drop of pre-cum yet. Just my hands stroking the length of my average but, I will admit, very hard cock, as I capture each move on the computer screen. I don’t have any lube in my office. It isn’t like I jack off here every day. But I do have a small sample-sized bottle of Aveeno hand cream, for those cold winter days when my hands are as dry as the Sahara. I look in the top drawer of my.