But I missed them. I missed them very much! I missed the feel of their young, hard cocks in my mouth; of my lips around the flaring ring of their glan...; of the satiny smoothness of their buttocks; their thighs; their flat bellies---but most of all, I missed the emotional intensity of our encounters, and their load of warm, fresh, YOUNG cum, as it spurted into my eager, and waiting mouth; so that I could internalize that part of them after they had left! I began to think of my mouth as a kind of. Bertie scuffled to the kitchen on his knees. And Craig and I looked a little surprised at his compliance. I whispered Craig to go to my master bathroom to fetch me my clippers, razor, and shaving cream. As well as some clean towels. Craig had a dirty grin on his face and stood up to get the stuff I needed for Bertie's make-over.Bertie walked back into the conservatory with moist eyes. I snapped my fingers and made him undress. Removing him out his black clothes and torn camo work pants. The now. We had been together for six months now. It never grew old. I always ached for him.“Why don’t you pose for me while I get some pictures,” I said.Jacob undid his shirt and gave me this really sexy look. “Oh, yeah,” I said, taking pictures. He took his shirt off, then kept stripping off the rest. “Keep going,” I encouraged.Jacob glanced around to make sure no one was around before proceeding to strip off his pants and boxers. He was so sexy to me with his hard muscles and nine-inch shaft waiting. "More out of surprise than anything else, Miranda said yes, and that evening, over a large bottle of vodka, Gina told her story. She too, had been married young to her first love. "And when did you realise he was gay?" asked Miranda."I didn't." Gina cracked a tiny smile and looked calmly into Miranda's eyes for a reaction. "I realised I was gay."Miranda took a long, long drink of vodka and Coke and tried not to look shocked. She obviously failed, as Gina laughed loudly."Don't worry, I'm not.