I laid down on the bed with some towels under me, and grabbed the dildo and the lube. I grabbed the video camera to record my anal cherry popping. ... pressed record. I covered the head of the dildo with lube, and let it run down all round, making sure it was properly covered. Then I held it firmly by the base, and lifted my legs into the air while placing the head of the dildo against my anus. My heart was pounding. My hands were shaking in anticipation, which made it feel fantastic. I heard pounding and rushed into the bathroom, to find him hitting themirror with every bit of force he had cracking it. Then, like a puppetwhose strings had been cut, he collapsed to the floor and wept.I gathered him into my arms and held him tight."Please. Tell me what's wrong," I said."Daddy..." he said with a sob. "Make him go away. He's ... wrong."He was pointing at his own reflection in the cracked mirror.I had no idea what to say to that, so I just held him, rocking him, andstroking his. "Once we were finished eating, I asked my friends, "So, are you guys up foranother game?" No, I've got to get going," Chad said with a sigh. "I promised my folksI'd be home early enough to babysit my brother..." He shook his head andmuttered, "Toddlers..." I should get going too," Gayle told me. "My Dad will kill me if I don'tget my homework done again..." She shrugged. "Or at least he'll make alot of noise about it. He's actually a big softy."With that my friends got up to leave, though. Sometimes they would make love like their first time, slowly, gently, and other times they would stumble through Richard’s front door, pulling at each other’s clothes, and he would take her, bent over a countertop in his kitchen, holding her hips as he thrust into her. Or they would fall to the floor inside the door and she would take his erection in her hand, guiding it inside her, grinding against him until she came on top of him and he climaxed, pumping his thick fluid inside her. He would.