He grabbed me closer and fucked me deeper for a while before slapping my ass, which I took as a signal to get off him.As I moved to the side Mark push...d the top of my back over so that my ass was in the air, and my head so tantalisingly close to Joe’s cock. I took Joe deep in my throat as Mark shoved himself balls deep into my ass. I let out a moan, muffled by Joe’s cock. John came to stand by the side and I took turns on each of them, the taste of pre-cum sending me feral. Mark was slamming. If she called I would go to her regardless of the consequences to my marriage, or hers. I knew it wasn't right, but I knew that I couldn't stop myself.The call didn't come from Becky; it came from my son Steve. "Dad, I'm going out of town on business for a couple of days and I told Becky she could call you if she needed anything. Is that okay with you?"Oh God, I thought, this is bad. It's not right, what is going to happen is not right. Steve's voice cut into my thoughts, "Dad? Are you there?". I think the French had somethingcorrect; you should definitely have chocolate at breakfast.As breakfast continued, we were joined by others from year one and two.Since we were down for the start of breakfast, we'd managed to grabseveral tables. I think we were all still operating on school time,where we got up early for jogging or cycling. France, being an hourahead of England, made us seem less like mad English people."Today is another free day," said Mr Hobson as he joined us. "Tomorrowwe. I have a long term girlfriend who I adore. However for some years now I have begun to have wonder about guy on guy sex. It is hard to explain when this started. I was never interested in guys as a teenager or in my early 20s for that matter. But about 10 years ago while watching porn with an ex-girlfriend I began looking at the cock of the guy on the screen and wondering what it would be like to touch it, to feel it harden in my hand. I began to wonder what it would be like to taste his cock,.