Every touch seemed longer lasting, gentler, more sensual. When I was washing the dishes, he came up from behind to grab a cup from the shelf, brushing...up against me. He stood so close that I could feel the warmth of his body and smell his cologne. I wasn’t sure if I was imagining it. Perhaps it had always been like this and it was just me noticing it for the first time. Or maybe he was like me - horny and without a chance to get a release yet. I pushed these thoughts out of my mind and. Yes Rick I will fuck”, and then with a bit of a pause stammered. “I ... I will ... take it up the bum”.From that moment on the relationship took on a more erotic nature much to her inner joy and amusement. He sent a photo, nude but with his cock sticking out, hard, long and very erect. She knew what was now required and took a selfie of herself, without a bra. and even managed to take a photo of her backside “Fuck you have lovely tits Beth and that bottom of yours already has my cock. Oh it felt so incredibly good that I closed my eyes and moaned in deep pleasure. This is when I felt Carl’s lips find mine and lock on to them in tight embrace. It was then I fully realized that Carl had to also be queer!!!!!!!For years I had always craved to make it sexually with someone that was gay like me. So I yielded to Carl’s lips enjoying the comfort as his strong arms wrapped tightly around me. Yes Carl was making feel so sexy and desirable as his tongue slipped between my lips and. Silly? Melodramatic? Maybe.But, it’s my cross to bear.Thank you for letting me get it out.If there is one silver lining in all of this, it’s that I have several walking, talking, and breathing “stress relievers” that call me “Master”.One of which who had sealed her fate for the next couple of hours by texting me a “6” with enough exclamation points after it to put her in very deep trouble for the evening.The text was waiting on my phone when I got out of my second hot shower of the day.This is.