” I was beginning to sweat, my arousal was working and paying off. I finally absorbed all of him. He was inside of me, so deep it felt like he was i...n my gut. I relaxed on top of him, releasing all my weight. Everything he had, all nine or whatever inches, was inside of me. Awesome.“I did it Garret. Just look.” I raised myself until I could see the swollen head then slid back down, burying him, to the hilt, as some might say. “Impressed?” I sure was.“This will not hurt a bit my friend. Just. I heard a slightly squishyplop and then another. He handed a stainless steel bowl to Gwen whobriefly looked at me, tilted the bowl forward so that I could see thetwo testicles sliding around in the bottom. Then she quickly took themaway to be incinerated.Stitched up and with a large white dressing pressed between my legs, Iwas wheeled out and back to my room. I felt strangely at peace. I thinkI dozed off for a while as I remember Gwen gently shaking me awake. "Howare you feeling, my love?. Tennis is thewrong sport. Do any of you watch rugby?"There were a few nods and a few verbal "yeah's"."Do you ever remember someone called Stuart Barker?" The hero of Wigan?" asked Lewis."That's the one. That is who Dr Sue used to be." Shit!" swore Lewis. "I remember seeing historic Wigan matches on DVD.Stuart was very masculine. Is she passable?" Very. She's a big girl, but nobody has ever questioned that she isn't awoman."Sam, always the paranoid one, grinned at his own. "Oh the hell with it!" I said, and shoved thedoor with enough to send both it and the old manflying. I stepped in, shoving the door shut behind meand, kneeling down to where Rogers was struggling tosit up, I grabbed his head in both hands. "I justsuck at this damsel in distress stuff," I told him,and gave his head a sudden, sharp, twist. I rose witha sigh, for I had liked the old man... and headedpurposefully for my Uncle Gregory?s bedroom. "Wakey-wakey," I said, ten minutes later, as Ishook my.