His cock and my pants pushed into my asshole. I moaned, he kept pushing. I gasped . He pulled his cock back, I had the worst wedgie ever. I got my dri...k and went to my room. Pulling my pants out of my asshole. I thought to myself did that just happen?Later that day mom came home she had to go away for a week. She told us at the kitchen table. Craig’s leg brushing mine, he says well we will miss ya. But we will be ok...The next morning Craig took mom to the airport, when he got home he said I’m. "Bill, you're being too serious and taking this the wrong way," I said."Are you sure?" he said. "You had me worried there for a second." Bill, who are you talking to?" I asked, as I always do when he would take things the wrong way with my eclectic sense of humor."Carree Kasc, I know," he answered sing songie."Would Carree Kasc treat you that way?" I asked.He smiled big because he knew I was right, and always was when he took things too seriously. "No she wouldn't. You're right. God, I love. He lost sight of her face as she buried her face into the duvet and pillow on the bed as she started to cum. Her body spasmed as the waves of pleasure flowed through her. Her moans of pleasure merely motivated him to fuck her harder and faster. Her pussy clamped onto his cock as she milked him as he pumped into her.’ Oh god’ he breathed ‘I’m cumming’ ‘Wait. I want you on my face!’ She cried. She pulled herself off him and turned to kneel facing him on the bed. He’d clamped his penis in his. Have had a few relationships since my divorce butnothing lasting more than a few months.Sex-wise, vanilla (well, until Sissy of course). I wasn't a fantasticlover but certainly enjoyed myself. Not so keen on going down on women butenjoyed their reciprocity on me! Most of the women I've been with justwanted the usual which was fine with me. I'd never even thought of mensexually and my porn habits were (and are) straight-forward stuff.So...how did I end up with a simpering, overtly gay lover? A.