I had an idea and a plan for how to protect my love.The universe took my loves away, one after another. Now it seemed that the universe wanted me to p...rotect the life of my current love. That was a task I was willing to die for.But first I had to define the enemy and the battle.It was a long, boring, tiring search, but I seemed destined to take on the devil Death and beat him in his own home. The universe seemed to be pushing me into the middle of a battle as old as time, and big as the universe. Thoughts of kissing, touching Leslie’s firm yet supple breasts has my hand gliding faster along the now throbbing shaft. Lying as still as possible, I squeeze my cock just beneath the head, stopping my impending orgasm. I want the pleasure to last a while longer. Waiting for the urge to come pass, I envision Leslie on her hands and knees, begging me to suck her delicate flower from behind.I fight the urge to moan out as to not wake my wife and to keep my breathing as normal as possible. Lying. “You’ll do anything.”I’ll do anything.“My Subby Hubby.”Yes.“You’re sick.”I’m sick.“You’re perverse.”I’m perverse.“Faggot,” and she licked my ear, and my cock pulsed and thickened in her hand.“Shit,” the guy said. He pulled his ass away and sat on the floor and stuck his cock straight up into my face. “Suck my cock you faggot.”“That’s the spirit,” said my wife. She was talking to him. “Now you know. C’mon. Have some fun.”The guy put his hand on the back of my head. “Suck me, man. Suck me you. My date is the only one that applauds her. Nice of him."Number 5." That's quick! And I'm number 6? My heart starts to pound. This time I watch the next girl real close. She is obviously a pro from another bar. Her moves are quick and sure. My date takes my hand and whispers. "You don't have to go if you don't want to. But I want to see you naked." I look at him, and he has the most eager smile. How could I turn him down? The girl finishes her act to lots of applause. She sure did swing her.