"Like an automaton, I hooked my thumbs in the waist band and slid my shorts down over my hips. They dropped to my ankles. "And the shirt." I pealed... it off and tossed it to the side. I stood straight up now, like I was attention back when I was an army recruit, chest out and arms at my side and my soldier at my groin was ramrod straight too. "Momma said you were the handsome-est devil she had ever seen. You're still a grand man, papa, a real specimen of a rugged male, a hunk, a he-man and. I didn’t see Jake all day that day. After work, I thought some internet porn might help. I looked at all the pics and vids I had filed. These all had girls that looked like my old girlfriend Debbie. I always found stimulation from them. But this time as I watched and viewed them, in my mind I heard Debbie saying, “I need ‘MORE’ Steve,” and I looked at my little pecker in frustration. Then I heard Jake in my head saying, “You a sub. She made you suck her poosai ful o your own cum. Ya like eating. "Do you like what you see then?" Without waiting for a reply, she bobbed her head under the water. "Take that as a yes then" she said after she resurfaced. At first I'd been going to the pool sessions wearing baggy beach type shorts which hung down almost to my knees. Firstly for comfort reasons and secondly for discretion - if you end up looking at girls in swimwear for too long you end up with a boner that's difficult to hide in Speedos. Unfortunately I was called on it by a lifeguard after a. ” I confessed.“You’ve got a vibrator!” He spoke out. “No k**din’!” “Several.” I conceded. “In fact, I’ve got one in my luggage somewhere.” “What about you?” I asked. “What did you do while we were apart?” “What do you think I did?” He answered, sounding a little sheepish.“Besides jacking off at least once a day, I know you had a fling with at least one girl.” I replied.“Michelle, she didn’t mean anything!” Wade immediately confessed. “Honest. She was just some girl I met in a bar. We just had.