I hate going into the office all sweaty, so I avoid working out in the mornings, and the last thing I want to do at the end of a day is trade one dark... windowless space for another.Of course, as the holiday weekend passed and the summer heat began to beat down, I found the lack of exercise taking its toll on me. I wasn't at all happy about how I looked or how I felt, and I'm talking generally, not from a gender/sexuality perspective. I kept making plans to start exercising again, to get outside. Yes I smiled at the image, even though I was a little disappointed. I wondered if I had lost something with all the changes in me. Oh course I had lost something, the question was how much and would it make a difference.It was easy enough to fix. I would just have to never screw anyone I had screwed before. Then the guy or gal in my bed would have nothing with which to compare. I laughed at the thought, it might mean me moving out of town. Or maybe like a serial killer, I would have to hunt. ’ ‘Is that so?’ I asked surprised, ‘Anita never told me that but I’m honored to be let in on a family secret. Would you prefer I call you Mr. Jones, pops?’ ‘Marvin will do, Daniel,’ he replied, keeping an even expression.’ ‘I’m happy you boys are getting along so well,’ Mary said smiling, ‘Marvin loves to fish. You should see all the photos of Marvin and his brothers fishing, especially with Bob. They used to fish together all the time but not so much anymore…’thank you Anita,’ Mary said as she. I was very inquisitive to know more about his kinky ways and if he had every done this before with anyone my age. It turns out that his wife and him used to really be big into the swinger scene years ago and they made good friends with afew couples. Sometimes one thing led to another and him and the husbands would sometimes play around with each other as the wives watched. He wasn't a gay man but had a big interest in sucking cock and having men suck him off. Which was perfect for me because I.