It's turned out to be just amazing!" Indeed." The Colonel had issues similar to mine, only worse, perhaps. I could tell that he found my experience ey...-opening. "What about household discipline?" The women are all experienced mothers. Myra -- the black woman -- is First Sergeant. She runs the household and keeps the children out of my hair -- all but this one, who has her own agenda. I'm learning to put up with them -- and the women are aware of my requirement for solitude and make certain that. We all needed it and without ever saying anything, we all knew that this was going to be “The Spot.” The spot to release all our pent up, sexual urges. We began to meet and masturbate together on a regular basis, although we had only touched our own cocks up til then. It was a dare that changed things forever. One would dare another to touch his cock, then to one up the other, he would dare him to stroke his... then kiss it... then suck it. It all seemed so innocent and fun, just boys being. After much internal struggle with my guilt versus my increasing lust, we had ended up in my hotel room where Darrell had shared with me his gorgeous body and his beautiful long cock. Although I had initially vowed to only look and not touch that night, the desire that had dwelled in my heart for so many years grew into an unstoppable force. I devoured Darrell's big, black cock and he rewarded me with a mouthful of his warm cum, which I eagerly swallowed.The thought of that moment from weeks. Then he looked me straight in the eye as he undid the top of his pants and unzipped them. Then he pushed them down until the tent in his undershorts was exposed. Then with a smile he reached in and pulled his hard black cock out into the open. I almost flew over to him. He had a big grin as I got to my knees between his legs and wrapped my hand around his beautiful black meat. I was about 8 inches long and fairly thick. He was uncut which for some reason turned me on. I put both hands on his.