“Yeahhh boyyyyy work that cock!” John groaned. Chuck interjected, “Make sure you change your grip strength and switch up your rhythm, Kyle. Vari...ty is the spice of life, son.” Kyle nodded at his father and complied quickly. Out of now where, Kyle spoke up. “Do you kiss?” Kyle asked sheepishly. John looked surprised. He glanced over at Chuck. “For a long time, I didn’t but your father helped me see the error of my ways.” John finished as he leaned down, and used his pointing finger to tilt. ’ He told us that the bed might look old and fragile but he thought it could easily, “sleep two or screw four.”I had to admit that it was a very nice looking bed with lots of fancy woodwork and decorative panels. But it was still an old wooden bed. The mattress area inside the heavy frame looked pretty small even for a double bed. It might have been all of that woodwork everywhere that made the sleeping area look so small.I looked at my wife who still had a shocked look on her face and flushed. We were just in our swim suits. I also remember the warm breeze across the lake. Then he said something that I thought was very strange, "You won't forget me will you?" I rolled on top of him feeling his warmth and looked at him in the darkness, and told him he had been my best friend all my life." He was quiet for a moment and then said, I don't ever want us to be apart, and with your schedule next year ... I just looked at him and pressed myself against him and I told him I'd never forget him. She's not much older than you," she chided.Betty had lived in the small house across the street from us long before we moved in. She and her husband, Phil, had told us they were the second owners and had bought it shortly after being married. Phil had passed away about five years ago and Betty had decided to stay in the house. She lived alone, as they had been unable to have children, and mostly kept to herself. She had celebrated her sixty-third birthday last month by having dinner at our.