And morning. Including the premature ejaculation.I had completely forgotten that both of them had told her something unthinkable, themselves.Knowledge...changes your life. Even if it's facts or information that's assumed. If you believe something, it can change the world in which you live. The classic example I can think of is the bride. You're at the wedding and she walks down the aisle, looking beautiful and pure and unsullied by the lustful behavior of a man. Of course that's not actually. I shook my head, turning away to wipe my eyes on my shirt sleeve as we sat back down.I made myself a silent promise as I sat and watched Dr. McHenery yell and shout his son’s name. I was going to play every game for the rest of my life as if my dad was there in person, watching me play.I wiped my eyes again and suddenly I felt good about what I had just promised myself. I had never thought of Dad that way. For the first time in my life, I felt like I knew him and felt close to him when I saw. He was telling her something about how he just still needed time to build his trust in her back up. I walked around his desk and got down on my knees in front of him. He made a nervous look at me and tried to tell me to wait but I continued.I undid his belt and pants and pulled down his zipper. I worked his hardening cock out the front of his boxers.Then quickly I put his cock in my mouth so I could feel him getting hard around my lips. Within seconds his cock was stiff a piece of iron.I took. My hand is taken to his cock and put to work on wanking up and down the shaft. It feels really warm and sweaty, it's as short, chubby and fleshly as its owner. I feel a bit uneasy at him putting his arm around me and giving me a hug. This is not love, I'm not gay, this is just a wank but not wanting to offend my friend I disregard his cuddle and continue to work on his short fat cock.His hand moves from my shoulder up to my head and his fingers run through my short hair then I can feel the palm.