I wondered if'n there was any kind of fertilizer, or somethin' that would make it grow faster. But Old Charley here already had lots of it. He hadn't ...started growin' any on his chest, but that black hair 'round his pecker was neat.I really wondered how our pecker's stacked up. I put my thumb and forefinger around mine and my finger came to the joint in my thumb. I tried holding my hand up to his pecker to guess the size. Then Old Charley took my hand and slid it down over his pecker. It felt. ..It was the first day of Phil's vacation from work. Heclimbed out of his twin bed in his stripped PJ's and gottendressed in a blue T-shirt, shorts and sneakers. He went outto his new red Honda and drove to the open all night drugstore to buy the new type of razor he heard about than runwhile you're standing in the shower."Where did you go?" Donna asked when Phil drove back intothe drive way, undid his seat belt and got out of the car.Since Phil had traded in his old car he had missed. “Yes, I’m smiling again.”“Good. Grandma says Grandpa makes her smile all the time. She’s been smiling all weekend,” declared the little girl.“Really?” commented Lauren, eyeing her parents. “Daddy!” she exclaimed with delight.Shirley blushed fiercely, but the effect on Frank was more pronounced; he turned bright red, his eyes bugged out, and he spluttered half his coffee across the table.“Way to go Frank!” muttered Peter.Frank looked daggers at the rest of the table, then mopped up his spilled. From past experience with him I knew how much he liked that and he had told me the only problem he ever had with his wife was her refusal to blow him for any reason.I was getting into a nice rhythm with him when suddenly the room was flooded with light. I pulled back in shock letting his cock fall from my mouth and looked to find his wife standing in the doorway with her hand on the light switch.The first thing she said was, "So this is the fag you have sucking your dick is it?" I started to.