” “I don’t know…. I’m terrible with these things. Thirty-five?”“I’m flattered. I’m definitely not thirty-five anymore.” “Well ho... old are you?” “I’m forty-two. I'm an old man.”“Forty-two is not old. You’re older than me but you’re not even middle-aged. Besides, you fooled me.”“Thanks.” He turned around and noticed a couple walking out of the outdoor sauna. He looked at me and said “Do you want to head in again? I’m getting a bit chilly out here.” I nodded and led the way. I picked up my towel. ” And Off she went back upstairs. A few hours later I,d had enough and could hardly keep my eyes open so turned everything off and climbed the stairs to have a wash and get ready for bed. Once in bed I usually read a thriller or some times beat Off to dirty magazines at that time, but having relieved my sexual tensions the night before decided to turn the bedside light off and go to sleep. Thst was the idea any way as I,d almost fallen into the land of Nod when I felt something soft and warm on. .. I was a horny teenager who was absolutely rubbish at picking up girls so I didn't even bother trying. I used to stick things up my arse for kicks quite a lot. Usually bottles of toiletries in the bathroom, some of them were very thick, much thicker than my own cock and I once managed a can of coke. My logic was that I couldn't stick my cock into anything so I would stick things inside me. It gave me pleasure but never an orgasm..I used to read a few girlie mags at the time and loved looking. Are you?”“I mean I got my dick sucked before.”“I bet you did.”“I’m for real!”“I know!”“You must wanna suck it,” Dexter laughed.“I do,” grinned Aren.“Quit playing!”“Who said I was playing.”“Then, let’s go behind the bleachers real quick.”Aren pulled down Dexter’s basketball shorts. His dick was sweaty and hot. He licked the salty balls and wrapped his pretty hands around the 8½-inch prick. “Ooh yeah, Aren,” groaned Dexter. “That feels good.”“Wanna fuck me?”“Huh?”“Wanna fuck me,” he asked again.