" As I looked in his eyes, I could feel him piercing to my soul, my being. As I nervously swallowed and licked my lips, I couldn't help but notice the...aftertaste still in my mouth from the men who were just there. I finally admitted to him, "You're right." A little smirk came across his lips as he replied, "That's good, Beth. The sooner you embrace that, the sooner you will truly start to enjoy our little game. Get out." We got out of the back seat and walked around to the back of the car. John. On the third time around her girlfriend Pam was there. “She is most impressed with what she knows about you so far. This time she wants to watch. Is that okay with you.”Carol liked me to wear a tiny black g-string for her as a visual turn on. She knew as soon as she was naked, or even before, my cock would be bulging out it, as it was on this occasion with Pam watching.“Wow Carol, that big, thick cock really is something. I am wet just from looking at it. And your arse really is sensational. I. I got on my crutches and hobbled to the rear door. I now had a fiberglass cast from my toes to my knee but to hang it down was very painful. I stretched out in the back seat so my leg could stay elevated. The crutches were hard on the broken ribs also.Tim had my room set up when I got to what was once my home. I’m now only a visitor. Our divorce isn’t final for another two months but it’s only a formality. I destroyed us. I hobbled into the house and went straight to the spare bedroom Tim had. "Yeah ... I want a dick..." I whispered."I figured as much," Coach grinned. "You just remember, Russet, those boys out there, they don't understand that. They're just kids, horny and hungry and they just think about that little hole you got in the front. You keep away from 'em, okay? Specially that Hades kid, he wants to put some babies in your belly. Hell of a football player, but he ain't gonna understand you being queer on the inside." Okay, Coach." I figured this had to be the weirdest.