I had fallen away from religion from the time that I first entered the military and thought that church-going folks were all like robots going to chur...h every Sunday like clockwork. The simple truth was that I missed all that pomp and circumstance of the incense and the candles lit under the statues of one’s favorite Saint.I knew now that we would be going to church every Sunday just like normal people and I would be confessing my sins instead of trying to push them out of my mind and. When I had risen from the floor, a large amount of cum dribbled to the carpet, and as I walked to the bathroom, more spattered my milky white thighs.Mike, the third man to ever fuck me, had brought his son John to see me for sex, and John is presently sat beside me on our couch, and we have been chatting about his skateboarding, not that I know much on that subject, but I am trying to calm him down a bit. It was obvious from the moment his father brought him to our house, that he is excited, a. Rocking side to side and rising onto my toes felt fantastic, he grabbed my hips and leaned backward without withdrawing I seemed go get a good bit of play. Damn, he exclaimed, fuck that's good as he felt me rock and flex wile holding himself inside, then slowly he began to work out the rhythm and we were going to town against the wall. He worked one hand down to my crotch and found me quite turgid and with his soap coated hands wanked me like a champ. Disregarding our audience of one the old. That would have been too weird.COLLEGEThings didn’t come into partial focus for me until my first year of college. Trey and I attended the same college, while the rest of our cousins and siblings were still finishing their last year of high school.Trey was feeling down. His girlfriend had just dumped him, so I invited him out for the evening. By late afternoon, we were parked on the cliff overlooking a beautiful lake. After dark, the cliff would be crowded with lovers making out, but in the.