I was in total shock! ‘You can open them now, Sandy,’ came his long-awaited instruction. Gay sex Isn’t that more comfortable?’ said Jim. ‘Oh my wonderful, kind and caring God!’ rushed toward my lips but remained jammed in my choking throat when I stared at the vision of beauty. Jim, however, looked cool, although the dampness around the seam of his shorts, separating the cheeks of his delightful buttocks, caused me to believe that he too was warming up nicely. Even from the distance that he was, I could smell the fresh mustiness beneath his armpits, just a hint of sweet deodorant apparent. Soon their ecstatic moans of pleasure reappeared and filled the bedroom. I opened them slowly – very, very slowly. Not once did any of them to attempt to divulge the contents of their pants. Still Jim had an aura of naughtiness exuding from his every pore, whilst I, having had several birthday drinks to calm myself, had neat scotch exuding from mine. I suspected so much scotch before midday was not such a good idea. Isn’t that more comfortable?’ said Jim. Within minutes of returning to my study of gardening and the anatomy of a working youth, I was sweating profusely.
