They had always joked with each other saying that if James wasn’t straight, they would definitely be an item. Harry knew that it wouldn’t bother J...mes at all if he didn’t buy him anything for his birthday, but it was important to Harry that he got a present for him, whatever it was. He and James had been the best of friends for as long as he could remember and neither of them had ever forgotten the other’s birthday. Harry was determined that this wasn’t going to be the first time he didn’t get. I am a proper gentleman not a masher,’ I said as I squeezed a nipple while pressing the back of my hand against a tit. ‘I am certainly glad you see it that way,’ she answered as her hand ‘accidentally’ made contact several times with my now permanently aroused dick. ‘I have to go. I’m the collection plate,’ she said. We kissed one last time then she went to see about campaign money. I snuck out the back way when I saw that the press had been admitted into the room. The following afternoon I. The thin, tensile rim of her lips clung to it as though she feared he might suddenly pull it away from her. He grinned salaciously, while he fucked her mouth and watched her passion-twisted face as she sucked and licked his hardened rod as if it were some new wonder she had never before been exposed to. She'd taken both small hands to cup and squeeze his bloated balls, and he could see his thick, white, escaped semen dribbling from the corners of her mouth in tiny rivulets. Fuck, she was. “We’re mostly monogamous, but he likes to fuck his ex-boyfriend now and then, so I don’t sweat that. Sure, he’s a threat, but if Merv leaves, he leaves. If he stays with me, good. There’s no point fighting something that just comes naturally. That’s why I stopped fighting who I am and told myself, ‘What’s worse, getting some grief over doing what you love, or living in quiet desperation, as Thoreau warned against?’ I had my answer right then and decided to come out as gay ... I’ll still stay.