I sucked my married friend’s cock and more
When I awoke the next morning, I had no idea what to expect. Last
night could have signaled a new chapter, been an aberrant interregnum, or
been the rueful end to an old story. I was not sure which, but I knew I had
little control over the ultimate direction Rob and I would take.
Rob was still asleep, his back to me. I moved to my back, put my
arms behind my head, and listened to him sleep. He was breathing deeply,
and snoring lightly. After a bit, he stirred, rolling over on his back. I
could tell from …