Not really. I loved being around her, seeing her, getting to touch her. I always got my rocks off, usually more than once a night on ‘those’ night.... I loved being around Chris, too. I liked teaching him things and playing games with him. Life was fun. So I wasn’t frustrated.Actually, what caused “yet” to arrive was her frustration with things.I had, by now, uttered the three big ones to Phoebe on more than one occasion: I love you. The first time had been as my prick spurted into her mouth, so. No permanent damage but they may have a hard time focusing. The side effects are generally pretty mild unless mixed with other pre***********ion drugs” the street pharmacist had explained to Rob.“What are the side effects, and what happens when mixed with other drugs or alcohol?” Rob wasn’t overly concerned with minor issues, but he also didn’t want to get anybody hurt.“Side effects generally include nausea, dehydration, and disorientation. If you mix it with other drugs and alcohol, I don’t. Obviously the sex in this story will be gay sex.And as always...Do not use this story as a hookup resource in the comments. Nothing good has ever come from that, and nobody gives a shit.CHAPTER 2Nicky let the hot water wash over him for the second time in an hour. He could feel remnants of lube against his asshole, and carefully fingered his tender hole in order to cleanse the greasy feelings. He scrubbed his chest and face, making sure there would be no lingering sweat caked on.After a few. He implied he would, would, you know? Do all the work.Like, you know..." Carla fumbled for words that wouldn't embarass her but could find none. So she just whispered them across the table. "You know, eat my pussy! If I didn't do anything but let him, you know, let him go down on me, that wouldn't be so bad of me. Would it?" Carla stared at Garywide eyed as a child asking permission to do something sneaky."The only thing bad about it is the fact you didn't follow the young lad home right them.