Yet here I was, sucking the stranger cock like my very life depended on it. And worse, I was relishing in the excitement of it all. I could do this ev...ry day..Once I discovered glory holes, I fell in love with that kind of place. After my Freshman year I moved about 15-minutes away, and then when not in class, I practically lived there. I’d stop in on the way home from school so I could suck a little cock or a big one. Two or 3-evenings, sometimes even 4, instead of watching TV, or trying to. Today, as my father, three brothers, and two sisters stood around my mother’s hospital bed, my mother uttered her last coherent words before she died.She simply said, “I feel so loved right now.We should have gotten together like this more often.”7.Today, I kissed my dad on the forehead as he passed away in a small hospital bed. About 5 seconds after he passed, I realized it was the first time I had given him a kiss since I was a little boy.8.Today, in the cutest voice, my 8-year-old daughter. ..I must have cum really hard, I love the intense feeling of it literally spraying up the shaft and out of the tip, and I remember feeling like it was a very big load. I just sat there and watched my cum covered cock twitch violently up anddown as my orgasm subsided....we both sat back, and laughed. I was spent...and now I felt very awkward. I didn't fancy him at all, and suddenly, with my sexual urges gone, Ijust wanted him to disappear...I stuffed my cock back into my pants, and just dealt. I’d also help around the library and when I was old enough, they gave me my first job. It was mostly out of pity but I did work hard to earn the money that I made. I set up the summer reading program for the kids. As I got older I was given a lot of research projects and set up a genealogy program for the library.“I got a scholarship for college. It was more like a grant because of our family’s income. My parents passed away one night when the heater they were using in the trailer went out.