Craig, ever the gentleman, thanked me profusely for being there for him and it was quite clear that had I not been around, he would have gone off to s...me gay bar to find himself any old fuck-hole to ream, as he had been absolutely at the end of his tether when came back to the apartment. “Sebastian, you really are the tops.” he said. Again I wondered about his sexuality, as he clearly enjoyed male-male sex enormously and I asked myself if he was not just deluding himself in marrying Caroline,. She rolled with me, falling to position easily. My own sister parted her legs for me. She opened, and then I was pushing inside, slipping into that oozingtunnel of pure delight. My first stroke filled her, long and deep andtight. Jenny was moaning into my ear, urging me to fuck her --- tofuck her harder, deeper, faster. My arms went under her upraised legs. She pushed up on my chest to tell me what she wanted. I propped my sister up, preparing her for the pounding fuck that I knew. He did not answer but nodded his head. Then said all the time.Taking another drink of my wine I pushed further, for it had been two weeks since I had been at home. I said, “Do you ever dream of reenacting those times, with a consenting partner of course?” He looked confused and embarrassed. “Consenting?” he queried. “Yes, where she wants you to.”He looked very confused. Now feeling my wine, I said “I would like to play out being ****d.” He looked even more confused but then the light dawned. I. He had been sure to bring plenty of reading material, best to keep his mind from wandering and growing nervous. He started with a favorite of his, "Consequences" by a writer going under the name of Anyport.By the time Steven decided to turn out the overhead light and pull his coat over him like a blanket, he had already read the story all the way through. It was an effort to find sleep but eventually he managed to slumber, the sounds of Greenday performing, 'King for a Day' filtering into his.