He couldnt even stand the sight of blood. Despite this his father pushed him to the path of a surgeon. He couldnt let him down so he did as he was tol...d. He graduated medical school and went to work at his fathers hospital. He spent his first few weeks there doing his best to fly under the radar. That was until one fateful day. Joe was sitting in the break room. He was silently enjoying a sandwich well reading the newspaper. He let out a small sigh of happiness. Despite all the fear going in he. It wasn’t long before he found himself in Washington, working with the big boys, speaking languages of PACs that I’d never understand. I continued tending bar at various places in town, never really ambitious for much more. I think of him often these days. His picture appears in the paper too much to allow me to forget. He’s still the same beautiful man and he’s frequently pictured with the same damned dogs. They’re probably different dogs—it’s been twenty years—but they look the same as the. He wrapped his hand around his thick long cock and waved it teasingly over me. "You want more?" Yes," I said with a hiss as I watched enthralled as his flowing pre-cum drooled down to land on the underside of my own cock."What do you say, cocksucker?" he asked wickedly."Oh please sir. Please put it back into me?" I pleaded."That's nice. I like a boy that asks nicely. Now let's get you spread open." He reached down and grabbed one of my ankles in each hand. He lifted my legs up and pushed them. I had been listening to this conversation and now, I had an idea. I was still totally naked, so I strolled casually into the kitchen with my dick swinging and said, Hi, Beth, want a cup of coffee or anything else?” You could have heard a pin drop. Mom and Beth were both looking at me not saying a word, each wondering what the other was thinking. I chuckled to myself, knowing I had fucked them both, more times than I could count.There they both sat, two of the prettiest, sexiest women I knew,.