They were all mature, no youngsters there. The youngest man looked about 35, most were around 40-50. I was 53 at the time.Sitting at the counter I ord...red a beer, as I drank it a guy 2 seats down from me started making small talk,asking where I was from, what I did for a living, that sort of thing. Soon I was telling him about my wife. He was easy to talk to had a friendly manner. His name was gary. He worked construction, had his own crew. Gary was tall, thin with white hair that was thining. Andrew Jr. was leaning against the railing on the front steps, waving as well. Both cars beeped their horns in response and then motored out of the development, with Bill and Molly in the lead. Once they were out of sight, Jessica turned and went inside, followed by her sons.“I think I need a vacation from my vacation!” she commented. She plopped down on the sofa with an audible sigh. “I’m exhausted!”Toby smiled as he eyed his mother. She was wearing a light print sundress, halter-topped and. For some reason, that irritated him. He stood and started toward me. I said, “Dude, I’m not looking for a fight or a confrontation. Let it drop. You’re tougher and the lady isn’t interested. There are others.”“My friend, Mark Fielding, says you’re a pussy.”“True.” I had started walking again though now knew there was a problem. The guy was too young to really be a friend but may be paid to cause trouble.I was a step behind Belinda but watching out of the corner of my eye. His buddy stood. The. I knew this was it. The moment that would forever change who I saw myself as sexually. The moment I stood up and walked out proving my straightness or the moment I leaned forward, crossed the invisible line of straightness."Now or never, straight cocksucker," Doug ordered. "There are lots of other white straight boys who would beg to be in your position right now."Being called a cocksucker somehow turned me on. The thought of sucking his cock took over my every thought. I leaned forward, opened.