Yes!I was obviously relating to the stud in the skin flick, beating my meat to the hot action wishing it was me nailing that ass ... or was I?It began...to dawn on me that I actually liked some of the cocks that I was watching and was it such a bad thing if I did? No it wasnt, otherwise straight guys would only watch lesbian movies! I then came to the conclusion that, like me,other guys must be occasionally appreciating the other blokes meat as well.Once I'd got that hang up out of the way it. But after meeting her, I wondered how the hell Aubrey managed to marry a woman like Eve! He was wealthy without doubt, but Eve did not appear to be a woman who would marry for money.Then a strange thing happened. Eve phoned me at work. It would appear that after a lot of pressure Aubrey had booked two seats for the ballet at the Hippodrome in Birmingham. It was the Royal Ballet and they were doing 'The Nutcracker'. Now it seemed that Aubrey had second thoughts and was refusing to go."John, I. “Uhh the super-secret pen is being used I see, are you keeping secrets from the rest of us?“Yeah, I am writing my secret girlfriend a letter, do you mind?” I asked in a sarcastic tone.She looked at the lamp.“No, I don’t mind, I will just never understand how you can stand looking into that light, it gives me a headache every time I look at it for more than……”Her voice faded.I turned to see what was keeping her, but she was just standing there with a blank look in her eyes.I wasn’t sure if she. I turned it off and found her 2 sons on a pullout bed in the bedroom downstairs, and went to turn off some more lights when I found in their master bedroom downstairs in the adjoining bathroom a young man who had gotten drunk and was now laying in the tub.He was naked except for his socks. He had a pretty well developed hunk of meat even though it was soft. I turned the shower off. It was cold and the k** was probably freezing. His clothes had all been puked on. I took his socks off and managed.