Being a member of HM f***es in those days homosexuality was a court martial offence, so I said that while my mate was around I couldn’t do anything....He walked into the other room and I could hear talking, shortly I heard the front door shut. Dave came back into the bathroom and said that Mike had taken my mate to a local bar and would be back very soon. I was now out of excuses, Dave came towards me and put his hand on my flaccid cock. He led me into the bedroom, and put his arms around me. And when his wife had died, they had both been too broken. Bella had been a real support for him, even though her mother had died, she had been taking care of him when he most needed her, buth nothing like this.They had created routines where her sexual attraction had never been discussed or spoken, even though he knew what she was trying to do. And Donny would hear her screaming late into the night, her guttural moans making his cock hard no matter how tired he was.He had learned to come to. He kissed me.I liked the kiss. It was never like before experience. I let my lips loose and let him invade my mouth. He used his tongue and I was still visualizing the serenity with my eyes closed.He held my head with one of his hands and invaded more and more. I held the chair tight and was enjoying the moment. In a few moments, he laid his other hand on my bare thighs. It was a huge hand with long and rough fingers grazing over my soft skin.Scott slipped his hand a little under my tees. An. Let's get the coat off."I took the coat off and Sandy had me take off my shirt. About that time the senior Imam came up to us and said, "Thank you for watching out for us. The front of the Mosque is destroyed. We could all have been hurt. Oh, you're hurt, let me help."We finally found where I was bleeding. The round had pinched the flesh where it hit and moved sideways tearing the skin. I had Sandy tear off the tail of my shirt so I could hold it over the tear. Sandy used his phone to call in.