”“Meghan, I don’t mind, we got caught, and I think I owe him some explanation, this just isn’t the right time, Robby.”“I understand, reall.... Mom, I promise I wasn’t trying to make you feel bad, about having a good time. I am so happy that you can still feel good about yourself, and let another man make you feel good. I’m not blind to what has gone on between you and Dad. He’s my Dad, and I’ll always love him, but he is a creep, when it comes to the way he treated you; a part of me hates him for. *** I wrote about my suck buddy Ken in an earlier story. Ken was older than I was, maybe mid-twenties to my nineteen years. He had done a four-year tour in the Navy, got out, but I suspect he re-enlisted because there were more available dicks and asses in the Navy than in his native St. Petersburg, Florida. He was a good looking guy, very fit and masculine, and a good shipmate, but even in those days, he was openly gay. It was that he swished and cooed, but when sailors would use profanity —. "Just a little bit," I replied, as I smiled. We all got up, they stood up on their feet, and I got on my knees. I grabbed onto their cocks, one in each hand, and stroked them both very slowly. "Seriously, absolutely no bullshit, you are the best friends in the world," I put on the record. I leaned my head towards Lenny's cock, and took it in my mouth. I sucked on his cock for a minute, as he moaned, but Carl got jealous, so I sucked on his cock as well. I alternated between them for a few. “I’ve never been unfaithful to you…”“And you won’t be now. How does the wedding vow we took end? Say it for me.”I thought for a moment, although my stomach was roiling, and my mouth was dry, then said, “…until death do us part.”“Yes, until death do us part. When I die, I won’t be your wife any longer. You’ll be single again. Just like you were on the night we met. Remember that night?”I nodded, unable to speak.“I knocked on your door, and you took me in. We made love because it was Christmas.