Smart fellow, and super nice, just can’t work with his hands. I hate to be disturbed when I am working, so some time ago, my wife and I agreed that ...she would take the k** and do her weekly shopping, movie with the girl, whatever, on Saturday so as to stay out of my way. I just like to do my thing alone. Don’t want to be bothered by someone watching me or asking questions all the time.This story is about last Saturday. I was busy pulling weeds from my flower beds and trimming my bushes before I. Time passed as they got in sync, moving together, her having occasional small, pleasant orgasms as he just reveled in the amazing feeling of her soaking, slippery heat.They kept it up for time uncounted until Michael was near the time for his release. She was so tranquil and serene, he wanted to surprise her. So even though it was building to an almost uncontrollable level for him, he kept their placid pace. Then, even as he was discharging his emission, he kept up the pace.Being startled by. The girls retrieved their pant and ran out giggling, I put my pants back on and headed into the hall, Kate and Susan joined me shortly after and we walked home.The evening was quiet and uneventful at the Johnsons, Tommy and I headed to bed and put the light out. Soon after in the darkness Tommy said, "Alan", "yeah" I said, "would you suck my cock?", "um I dunno" I said. My mind was racing, if I suck another guys cock that makes me gay, but I'm not gay I love fucking girls, but it felt great. Covered in spit and precum, the smell of his hard 7” cock aroused me even more; I got on my knees, sucking his balls and stroking the shaft, fingering my man-pussy deep. We heard footsteps and paused for a while, staring at each other with lust for a moment and as soon as the footsteps were gone, I whispered to him in a kinky, sissy voice- “Fuck me”, my kinky eyes conveying my needful desire of being penetrated deep and hard. He responded by sitting over the closed commode, stroking his stick.