Once he had me stretched across the bed, I could here Calvin and Alvin moving around. I wanted to see what they were doing but I tried to keep my head...hanging over the far side. Then I heard Gilbert say '...than we got a deal. Y'all can bust a nut in my fuck boy and I get my shit free...' Two pair of hands grabbed both my ankles and pulled me off the bed to the floor. I tried to hide my face as Calvin and Alvin pulled my hands away. Gilbert growled at me '...bitch don't make me mad, my friends. It was turning me into a crazy, evil person. No, they fucking deserved what was coming today ... but this was the beginning of the end. It HAD to be the beginning of the end. If it wasn't ... then maybe I was better off just ending it all because I could never live as the person I was becoming.And I loved myself too much to just end it all.That thought sobered me just a bit. I had never been suicidal. In the pit of my deepest despair at the orphanage, finally realizing that I was stuck with. Hence, over the years sex was like a performance which would be a bi-weekly affair. Subhash would dread the nights when he would be expected to perform, insert then keep grinding till his wife would achieve her climax and then he would be pushed off without coming himself. Hardly, what you would call satisfatory for a guy 34 years old and virile! Further, how long can you expect a full-blooded man in his prime to use his hand for masturbatory satisfactions?It was then Subhash started noticing. “Thanks Dad!” Cindy drew the teacup towards her as she sat at the kitchen table. “Dad are you sure your all right here!”“How say you?” Sidney smiled. “We’ve lived here all of your life, why do you suddenly ask that?”“Well…you know on your own. With no woman around, I mean are you Ok with that.“I’ll have you know I can cope only to well on my own, why should I require a woman?”“I didn’t mean in that way. It’s just that sometimes your remarks…well, they’re a mite forward from time to time if you.