We were side by side. A minute or so later we were both done pissing and were shaking off our cocks.Jake had stopped talking and we both kept shaking ...ur cocks until we weren't shaking them anymore but instead we were stroking our erections. Why the fuck did my cock keep betraying me? I didn't want this, did I?Jake was breathing hard and looking down at my cock, you got a nice one man.I didn't know what to say, my cock was hard but I was terrified. You too, I responded.Jake looked around, let's. And masturbating on my own way is better then cumming in a pussy...So that's why i decide to become the pussy and be honestly who I am with porn open at every tab of my browser without to have to change my settings and hide my suggestions so when someone types on my url bar ( which always back in the day scared the shit out of me ) to listen to a youtube song , (which ofcourse nobody never does, Redtube is more likely)) ,its just trying to act like your normal but now I accepted that this is. We have two school-going sons.In recent times, I have been addicted to reading Indian Sex Stories and shagging. I kind of liked stories involving a husband watching his wife being ogled, seduced, banged. My sex life with Anuradha lacked intensity and was less thrilling.Reading sex stories and imagining my wife with the character of the story was driving me hard. One night after reading the story of Madhan, I messaged him. After some chatting, we became good friends, and Madhan narrated his. When I arrived at my aunt's trailer, she was already drink pretty with one of her friends, Pam. My aunt is built like me, short and fat with an ugly face. Pam is not much better. They are both in the late forties. I was hoping that they could give me a ride back to my trailer but they were way too drunk. They told me to spend the night and drink with them which I did. As always when people drink the subject turned to sex and I admit that listening tomy aunt and Pam talk got me plenty worked up..