It will be to dangerous."She moved towards me, "that is my choice Samuel."I shook my head, "I am going to kill those bastards and the sheriff is going...to hunt me."She caught my hair and lifted my face, "than you better not let them find you. Now I am going with you."I sighed and finally nodded, "go sit in the boat."When I was done I untied the boat and pushed away before I began to use a pole to push the boat. I slowed as I followed the bank and glanced at Rachel when I saw my home, "stay in. ”This is so wrong,” but he was pushing in in . It was wonderful, beautiful. He was groaning and my sighs turned into murmers and my into moans. We made love until I came and I could feel his juices exploding inside me, his hands on my breasts, kissing me, my legs wrapped around his back so he wouldn’t go away.When it was over, I could tell he was shaken by what had just happened.Finally he said, “That wasn’t very good.” Then. “I mean I didn’t …””Oh Daddy it was wonderful.” I leaned up to kiss. He felt uneasy about this secret and to act upon it would be a game changer. For the past ten years, Mark was curious about having sex with a man.Not just any man but a well-hung black man. In fact, his real fantasy and the one he kept thinking about and even dreaming about was to have sex with two well-endowed, black studs and the past couple of months it seemed to almost become an obsession. It started innocently enough with a dream, one morning Mark had a vivid dream that he was sucking a. We talked for awhile, Carol showed me some old pictures of her and my mom and their other brothers and sisters growing up. Carol also showed me some pictures of her from her stripper days. Obviously she was comfortable with nudity. She was topless in most of those pictures. I couldn't help but blush. Carol rustled my hair and said, "Come on Chris, don't tell me that you didn't go to strip clubs when you were in college". Carol brought me a cold pepsi from the fridge, "Your mom told me it was.