Straight and gay. Light and dark. Good and Evil. Rich and poor. It’s all about balance. Just call me the living embodiment of the Balancing Act. My ...ame is Maximilian Henderson. Friends call me Max. I’m a big and tall black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I was educated at the University of Massachusetts, Amherst campus, where I earned a bachelors of science degree in the field of business administration. For a time, I played Division One football at my school. It was a grand. His mother was standing in the doorway, calling to him."Where were you?" she smiled."Uh... I... uh... thinking, I guess." C'mon... dinner's ready," she said, heading for the dining room.When Josh stood up to follow his mother, he was surprised to learn he had a hard-on, and he had to lag behind while shifting his cock. He wore baggy sport shorts, and a loose-fitting muscle sweater. It was difficult to hide a seven-inch hard-on in clothes like this.Dinner was uneventful, but Josh found himself. Jacquilt chuckled, over the years the rat story had become legend among the family. After Rav had retired for the night, Jacquilt sat down and wrote a long letter to his parents, Collin and Katrina. Every afternoon Rav and Jacquilt had taken to meeting Hank in the park, Rav and Hank sailed little boats in the lake, flew Hank's kite. On occasion Rav's friends would join them, they also had taken a liking to Hank. Jacquilt always brought a picnic basket, and soon had the satisfaction of seeing. I then pulled out slowly with deep satisfaction. We were both in sweat.‘Hell that was delicious,’ she exclaimed.‘You bet. From my end I’ve never had it so good.’‘Yeah! I feel the same way. Pity it’s got to end.’ I suddenly felt a chill. I wasn’t sureI’d heard correctly so I asked her to repeat.‘Yes, it’s got to end between us my darling.’‘I thought we were supposed to work together.’‘Work is one thing; sex is another.’She left me panting in the living room while she walked through to open door.