I can tell you that making love with a woman entails a lot more than the actual fucking. In fact, fucking is usually the final stage in making love, t...e culmination, the climax. If you’re any kind of a lover at all, you’ve already spent a fair amount of time giving your partner a lot of pleasure with your words, your hands and your mouth before you get around to sticking in your tool. That, of course, goes for same-sex encounters as well.” Kenny didn’t want any of his boys to feel left out of. I stood up and there was Steve and a sexy blond on their balcony, having a beer and giggling. At home I only wear underwear around, so my Cin-2 sport briefs were all I wore as I walked out. Steve was shirtless and had on some cargo shorts that managed to be tight around his ass, and his buddy had on some low rise jeans with the button un done. As I walked out Steve, apologized and blamed “Chris!” his colleague for the noise. They had a few beers and I thought I smelled weed, and they were. ..did you hear something. Sound like something moved back there...' The other voiced let out a chuckle and said '...what you hearing spooks or something. ASin't no one in here but us spooks...' Both voices started to laugh only to be joined by another voice that called out '... so this the spot you guys were talking about finding a spot to eat and take a nap...' The music went back up and William managed to push my jeans down to my knees, my buttocks were bare as William pinched and rubbed my. He made it at least bearable, even though it still wasn't my thing. Every once in awhile, we did the anal thing; maybe love had something to do with it. I have to say I never loved any man but Rob.The first time I met him, a friend of his told me it was his twenty-first birthday. I danced with him and he just felt so good. I don't know why I did it but I took him up the stairs and had sex with him. He was so different from most other guys. It was more like he was doing it for me than for.