"Sweetie, many boys do not know who or what they are for a long time...they refuse to admit to themselves they have feelings for men...they go thru li...e miserable and unhappy because they refuse to face reality-they are afraid of what other people may think of them..."I kissed his cheek and said, "Your hand is getting me excited again...hold my cock and stroke it for me, Sweetie." Oh God..." he whimpered."We both know you want to-stroke it for me Sweetie."When his hand gripped my hardness and. I like that. It makes it worth having my skull cut open.The new implant showed me that they didn’t need me to make those connections for them. It would happen sometime in the next month. Now, if I happened to flip their cum triggers, the process could finish right now. It even showed me the exact place in their heads and the pure color of energy to use to make their first cum one of the best they would have in their lives.That is what I did once they were on their side of my big bed doing their. They are fathomless. It would be easy to drown there. There is no more thinking as he cups my face in his hands and kisses me. Simple lips on lips, how can it be so erotic? So consuming? In this as in all things with John there are no shortcuts. Soft kisses rain on my lips, the corners of my mouth. He catches my lower lip and sucks it in his mouth, nursing gently. I still have this man’s cum in my ass, but I’m not sure which is more intimate right now. I have to go with the kisses. His tongue. I remembered... as my cock grew inside my boxer shorts: it was a "mushroom", with a dark and menacing bell. Thanks to her welcoming anus, we had solved many practical problems... for instance, we had no need for condoms or other protections, I could control my ejaculation perfectly. I could simply control myself to the climax point, then, I came, completely, deep in her ass. I stayed there, tired, resting on her, with my cock drenched in our fluids; still hard and pulsing regularly, utterly.