I started to fantasize about other men. Steve was not my first, but I had only been with two other men. They were both one-night stands. I couldn’t ...ven remember how sex with them felt. My curiosity about sex with other men was building. Of course, I told Steve none of this. When we had sex, I would imagine Steve was either someone I knew or a random man that I had contact with that day. Steve enjoyed my increase in libido without question.I was beginning to ask myself if I would actually cheat. " Watson blushed, as well he might, andshuddered."But how would such a thing be done, Holmes? And why - apart from thereasons you adduced?" Watson realised that his second question hadalready been answered, and that he had been on the verge of making afool of himself."I suspect, Dear Watson - and here I bow to your medical knowledge -that the procedure has involved castration, followed by excision of thescrotal sac. The penis appears to have been emptied of its erectilematerial, and then to. Tightening my lips around the shaft I sucked and stroked him as hard as I could. All I could think about was that I wanted him to cum in my mouth, I wanted to feel the power of his cum spewing across my tongue and against the back of my throat. I sucked Steve’s beautiful cock for about ten minutes and then I felt his cock start throbbing and twitching and getting even bigger and harder in my mouth. Then Steve put his hand on the back of my head and started working his hip, pumping his thick. He was no virgin but he had to make do. "He's too chicken" laughed his Dad. "Fuck off dad" Paul replied and Dave and I laughed, but Paul had heard it all before.One of the girls, Gemma, was as fit as anything. She wore denim cut offs and a sleeveless t-shirt. I pushed Paul to tell me more about her. She was a year above us but at a different school as they had moved from another school catchment area a couple of years ago. "You have no chance mate. She's practically married." Paul advised. Now.