I slept thru the day and woke up again around 3am. Waking up that early isn’t all bad. I lay in bed and think about life. The way it is and the way ...it could have been. Those hours between 3 and when I have to get up at 7am are spent contemplating my life. The good and bad and how it could be better. They are comfortable hours. This morning tho they were hell. I remembered that Ricky is gone and that my marriage is over. I remembered that Ricky and my marriage were all I had. I have no children.. " But I don't have pierced ears," I replied, getting even more concerned about what she may have in mind."That's okay, I know how to pierce them."I was speechless. Was she really going to pierce my ears? What would I do? How would I hide it at work? Suddenly she laughed. "Oh honey, I'm not going to pierce your ears. I was just kidding." I was so relieved. She walked over to her dresser and opened her jewelry box. "Here are some clip-on earrings you can wear." We went over in front of the mirror. ". Then the guy fucking my ass rammed his cock ever so deep and I felt him blast ropes of cum deep in my ass an held his cock in my ass for a few seconds then pulled out. He spanked my panty ass for good measure. He swapped places with the guy fucking my throat.He then forced his cum covered cock into my mouth, and as disgusting as it seems, I licked his cock clean. I could taste the saltiness of his load and my tartness of my ass. I was a faggot and this is what faggot do, suck cock anytime. We're still close, and have a rotating monthly get-together where we go to the home of the month, drink all the beer, and trash the place. Our Moms always join us, since really they were the core of the gang. Since we're all older now, Moms and Sons, there is a lot of light-hearted sexual banter that goes on. I guess we're still teen-agers at heart. It does make me wonder, though, how much cross-pollination there was between our Mothers and us. I suspect, now that I'm older and wiser, there was.