The next morning, when he again joined his Uncle Homer in the cemetery, he brought with him a pair of scissors.Later that morning his uncle found him ...own on his hands and knees by the beautiful woman's tombstone trimming the grass that grew too close to the tombstone for the mower to reach."She was a beautiful lady, wasn't she?" he said to the boy."Yes Sir. Did you know her, Uncle Homer?" No, but I do remember the day of her funeral. She and her husband were killed in an automobile accident. Then I recognized my things and it all came back. I was in my new bedroom in our new apartment over the Andrews garage. I sighed with relief and then thought back to the thoughts that had woken me up. When I remembered having phone sex with Johnny, I blushed warmly at the memory. Then my eyes went wide as I realized Mom must have come in and seen me naked and tucked me in. And not only had she seen me naked, but naked after having a really intense orgasm! OMG! I was totally and completely. I couldn't. So I did what my instincts told me and swallowed everything. Every single bit of it (almost coughed half of it..)I was passive and I liked it. This had turned me on so much. The cab driver murmured something and moved on along with my first gay encounter experience...The next phase was of course (naturally) getting fucked by another man (preferably a stranger). I have considered myself a straight person until now but my sexual preferences were modifying... I got stressed I must. He slid a bit further and made contact with her pussy.“Mmmmnn, James, no please.”He continued his light rubbing of her groin.“Come on Erin, isn’t this nice. Why not join in, help your friend out?”The feel of his hand had led her to close her eyes, but now opening them she saw that Eve was bent at the waist, with Markus’ cock in her mouth and the other guy crouched behind her with his face buried in her cunt.“But, but…” Her voice still protested, but somewhere deeper inside her her carnal.