’ She paused, ‘Did you love your wife?’ Tom turned his head towards the window as if the question had slapped him across the face. ‘She was wh...t I thought I wanted. She represented the image I was trying to portray. She was the arm candy every man thinks he wants to impress others. As far as love goes, I don’t know. I thought I loved her at one time, but as time passed I realized she was not what I needed, if that makes any sense.’ Ellen kissed his chest, ‘It makes perfect sense. She fit into. I was going at it, hammer and tongs, and did not see or hear him approach. Only when he coughed did I turn, in time to see him disappear down the stairs to the toilet.I looked around and it was just a white out, and as if the silence could render the sound of falling snowflakes, the sound of the cubical door closing in the toilet, was more welcome and I wasted no time in following him down into the piss smelling toilet.I dropped onto my knees and looked under each cubical in turn until I saw. Even Joey admitted the whole sex slave thing was getting old. They had all become our friends that we had sex around or with.On Sunday, February 8th, my dad, Joey’s dad, Joey, Brad, John, the twins and I flew up to Seattle and watched the NBA All-Star game. We got to watch Michael Jordan, Larry Bird, Charles Barkley, Magic Johnson, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, and Julius Erving play live in front of us. The guys and I were all star-struck, being unable to believe we were breathing the same air as some. I would come over after school to hang out with Daniel, and whenever Daniel left Ian and I alone, we would give each other a quick blow. Since we had school, I wasn't ever really able to spend the night that much, so Ian and I weren't able to progress ourselves, so we were left with the quick blow job while Daniel was showering off or at swim practice. We had gotten pretty good at pleasing each other. Ian loved it when I played with his arse. He would lie on his back, and I would slowly insert.