God, I fucking need it.End Diary EntryDiary Entry: January 2007I can't do this anymore. The more I think about my family and my jobthe more I realiz... how much of a liar I am by keeping my real feelingsand real self from them. I feel terrible about it. It's bogging medown and filling me with dread. How am I supposed to have thatconversation? End Diary EntryThis was a really confusing time for me. I remember it like yesterdayand it was one of those periods in my life where the highs were. ”“But I’ve got a girlfriend.”“Well introduce us and she can join in the fun next time.” Beaver said.“Don’t fight it bro.” I said as I felt his cock soften a little inside me, “enjoy it, we will.”I lifted his hands to my little tits and felt Beavers fingers teasing his balls below me.“Straddle his face Beaver.” I said.Beaver pulled the pillow from under his head and climbed on.“Eat me Zack.” Beaver demanded, “or I’ll hit your balls so hard that you won’t sit down for a month.”Zack came to his. Looking at those I was mesmerized and couldnot hold myself back, I removed my shoe and slipped my foot into one ofher high heels. It felt so wonderful that I followed with the secondone, it was not easy but I felt wonderful and walked a few steps. Thefeeling I had was simply indescribable and I guess it was then that Iwas enthralled.That day I could not do anything more but plans started forming in myhead, often I would be alone for a few hours as Mom went shopping so Iknew that the next time. "Wall, they do look a little bit like gum drops..." I lifted my head up and she leaned forward to present a proud nipple to my mouth. I sucked it in, laved it with my tongue and stroked the firm mound with my hand while the nipple got stiffer and higher.I worshiped the other one, too, so it wouldn't feel lonely. "Ya know, Pumpkin, yer daddy's purty smart. Suckin' on 'em does make 'em grow. And they taste sweet as a gumdrop."I snuck my hand up, pulled loose the sash around her waist and eased.