All those times when Gary and I had looked at skin mags in his room together in high school - never would I have imagined that a cock and balls were as much of a turn-on to him as a splendorific set of tits. Less would I have entertained even a fleeting thought that the day would come when the same could be said of me. Only in retrospect can I consider that some of the vague sexual feelings I had when he and I looked at magazines together might have been from some subconscious consideration of his cock growing as hard as mine was when we were ogling the nude pictorials in Penthouse and Hustler.
I wonder at times, had either Gary or I made a move toward playing together, would I be married now or might my passion for sucking cock driven me either in a different direction or left me so confused that I'd have been adrift and lost all my days? I can't answer that, of course, but I like where I am with a great marriage and a delicious fill of hard cock to suck almost weekly.
Because I enjoy posting pictures but don't have a specific
one to accompany this entry, here's one from our first
year with Don of him sampling with a finger the warm,
snug wetness inside Dee that his cock is about to enjoy.