With sadness and a loss in my heart I drove back to the ranch. I was already lonely without them. I had grown accustomed to the female presence in the... house that had been filled with sadness for 4 years.I decided to take a little trip on the ranch. So I called Billy to have him get things ready. I could trust Billy to see to details. You see, Billy Mitchell and I go way back. In Jr. High I was a shrimpy, pimply nerd of a kid. I was always being picked on. I didn't reach my growth until High. I cleaned every drop of cum off his cock. Then we made plans for another session. The third time we met TC brought a friend. He wanted to share his cocksucker with his home boy (I'll call him JD). Now I had 2 cocks to please! I began sucking and stroking back and forth until both men were ready for action. I told them that I had condoms in case either of them were in the mood for some ass. TC said, "you keep sucking on JD's dick while I explore your booty hole". He was pretty big so he slowly. And they were always fun."Nobody knows when they'll die," Brie pointed out."Exactly!" Ben exclaimed happily, as if Brie had just announced the Secret of Life. "Nobody knows when they'll die," he continued. "Right now, there could be a terrorist getting ready to set off a nuclear bomb in the next building, or there could be a gas leak in the basement of this building."He reached towards his watch on the stand beside his bed with his unencumbered hand. Brie hurried to grab the watch, and hand it. I think this is his second love.Suddenly, Kostowe pointed. "Over there," his voice projecting over the din. "Come on."Together, they picked their way towards a middle-aged bear of a man, his barrel chest and hefty beer gut encased in a blue one-piece work suit, heavy boots on his feet. A paper dust mask hung behind his shoulder blades by a thin, flat elastic band around his neck. His eyes widened in recognition, and his scowl changed to a pleased grin as Kostowe drew nearer, threading between.