I felt hands on my balls and as I looked it was my dad playing with them. I did not care it truly felt good and it was as if he knew just how to touch... them. I then watched my mom move on the bed with my aunt and me. She straddled my face and lowered her pussy to my mouth. I could hear her moan "MMMMMMMMMMMM EAT IT BABY EAT MMOMY'S PUSSY" then I heard a muffle sound and realized her and my aunt were kissing. All this time dad was still playing with my balls. I then felt him move between my legs. "surprise!" She smiled in amazement, while stroking that huge thing she was planning to feed my ass with.As she was approaching i started to smell something new.. it was cum! Giving a closer look to the strap on i noticed it was glazed in what obviously was cum.She didn't leave anything to the case though, and approached my face with the dildo, giving me a nice whiff of that cum smell."Feel that slave? Guess where this is going?" In my ass mistress?" That's a good boy.." she smirked at me,. Sudha bohot sharma jati hai aur excited bhi hoti hai.Mom:Rahul beta mujhe tumse ek baat karni hai apni Sudha ke baree mein.Me:Kya mom?Mom: Dekh Rahul Sudha ka divorced ho chuka hai. Aur ab woh bohot akeli hai, koi usse khayal rakhne wala nahi hai. Kya tum sudga ka khayal rakhoge?Main yeh baat sunn kar itna khush ho gaya. Jiss maid ke barre mein soch kar mein itna hilata tha aaj uska khayal rakhne aur woh bhi meri mummy mujhse keh rahi hai. Kya baat hai!Me(excited): Kyo nahi mummy, jaroor. Many of the gay men I encountered in my life also had a taste for straight guys, who, according to them, could be ‘had’ for financial reward, or if the intake of alcohol was sufficient. This concept brings to mind the mirthful adage; that the difference between a straight man and a gay man is a six-pack of beers.In any case and before I begin to bore you to death, the point that I always wonder about is the gay latency in men. Are all men capable of indulging in a gay act, without it forced.