"Are you giving these to me?" the boy asked, a bit skeptical. "Do I get to keep them?" Sure!" the old man said with a kind smile, "They won't fit me..... , too small."The young boy pulled on his new gloves. The old man watched the boy bring the new gloves up to his nose. The boy inhaled a long breath, savoring the smell of the new leather. He smiled.The old man happily returned the boy's smile of gratitude. Nothing like living vicariously, he thought, as he remembered another young boy from. It ended their sexual relationship but they lived together till her demise. I found out he was very Bi, having chatted to my son who it turns out is also and he and James would spend many a happy evening watching porn and pleasuring each other. I got to see him regularly as James lived much closer to my home than my sons and I'd go visit him at least once a week. We'd go out to the local pub for a drink and chat and that's when I confessed to him my Bi preferences. What I didn't know at that. The three of them gathered around me, rubbing their hands all over me, groping my tits and ass and teasing my already slightly moist pussy. They were mesmerized by my body, moaning and staring like they were zombies in a trance.My body was reacting to all of their hands. By the time Dan stuck his fingers inside me, my pussy was burning to be fucked again!Greg stood up completely, grabbed me by my hair and led me over to the table. He sat down on a chair and pulled my face toward his already. " I knew I felt better. More together. Closer to being whole, if you know what I mean." Yeah. That's what it felt like to me."I turned and hugged her for a while. She hugged me back."'S funny, you know," I said in her ear, "I came back and went to work just like nothing happened, only the whole world was different. I just can't describe it." I laid back again in the hot sun."First thing you did was talk to Sarah about helping the girls." Was it? Well, almost the first. I always used to shy away.