[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT][SIZE=3][FONT=verdana][/FONT][/SIZE][FONT=verdana]I don't think I could really put a number to the times I'd come to a guy's aid when his balls were blue but, sure, I wouldn't let a guy suffer with this even if we weren't really friends. I was at the YMCA one day, fresh out of the pool after doing a mile of laps (25 laps, if you're wondering) when a guy who was either getting undressed for something - or getting redressed - suddenly doubled over, groaning in pain and holding his nuts as if some invisible person had just hauled off and punted his balls. I knew immediately what was wrong; homey was sweating profusely, his face flushed a really odd red-purple color and of course I asked him if he as okay even though I knew, from experience, what was wrong with him. [/FONT][SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]His eyes were wild-looking; sweat was pouring down his face like he was in the shower and his whole body was shaking from the painful intensity. There wasn't anyone else in the locker room so I went over to him and took a peek in his underwear and, sure enough, his balls were a pretty shade of blue. [/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=verdana][/FONT][/SIZE][SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]"I can fix that," I said gently as I pulled his underwear down and slurped his cock into my mouth and as he vainly tried to ask me, I think, what the hell was I doing. After a few and well-placed and time deep sucks, he unloaded in my mouth and like his pipes had been clogged up for a month - boy, did he ever put a lot of sperm in my mouth and so much I almost couldn't keep up with it! [/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=verdana][/FONT][/SIZE][SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]I looked up at him as his dick was slowing some really intense pumping; his color was better, he wasn't sweating as much and, as I released him, I took a peek at his nuts and they were back to being a healthy, pinkish color. I stood up and pulled his underwear back up - and just in time as some guys were coming into the locker room. The guy I had "rescued" was still kinda shaky, looking a bit dazed as he followed me back to where my locker was and whispered both his thanks as well as his... consternation over how he got relieved of a major case of blue balls because, hey, he wasn't [I]that[/I] kind of guy. [/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=verdana][/FONT][/SIZE][SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]I just looked at him and in a way that asked him, "Would you have rather kept dealing with that pain?" I guess he interpreted my look precisely, looked a bit sheepish, and said, "Thanks, man - I owe you one!" before going back to his locker. [/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=verdana][/FONT][/SIZE][SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]Just one of many examples of how some bro-jobs happen. You feel that ache beginning and I don't know which is worse - having a bad case of blue balls or having a toothache and while you can't always get some seriously and immediate pain relief from a toothache, to make a case of very painful blue balls go away, you need to bust a nut and the sooner, the better. If you're alone, it's time to choke the daylights out of the chicken; if you have a your lady nearby - and if she's willing to help you - screw her or, if she's of a mind to, get her to blow you if, you know, she even cares that you're experiencing that kind of excruciating, mind-numbing pain. [/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=verdana][/FONT][/SIZE][SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]If you're with your bro and you think the two of you are really good friends, sure, you can whip it out in front of him (and provided you're not in some public place, of course), apologize for giving him something he can't un-see, and get yourself off... or you can brave asking him to get you off since there are times when this comes on so suddenly and painfully you can't help yourself. If he's that good of a friend, maybe he helps you out... or leaves you to suffer with it but, still, it's one of those situations where a bro-job is called for and one that, if you were previously not of a mind to be sucking some dude's dick, you'd sure as hell make an exception if he came to your aid and played with your dick so you could cum and get those pipes cleared out. [/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=verdana][/FONT][/SIZE][SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]Sometimes, just saying, "Thanks, man - ya saved my ass!" ain't good enough or doesn't really express your profound gratitude. I've aided in blue ball relief and have told the other guy that his thanks is thanks enough and no reciprocation is needed or required... which hasn't stopped some guys from wanting to express their gratitude in a similar way... and, a few times, it would be their first experience with sucking cock either way.[/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=verdana][/FONT][/SIZE][SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]Because you'd do anything to make your nuts stop hurting. I've seen and heard of guys curling up in the fetal position and crying like babies; I've seen this pain hit guys so hard and fast, they sometimes vomit or they drop as if poleaxed, their legs just refusing to hold them up and now it's decision time: Do you do the one thing you know will ease his horrific pain... or do you just stand there and watch him suffer and when you probably know what he's feeling? [/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=verdana][/FONT][/SIZE][SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]At the very least, you offer some relief and if he accepts it, fine but if he doesn't, well, hmm, okay - at least I offered and maybe the next time you have this happen and we're together, you might reconsider... provided you make it through the terrible pain this time. [/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=verdana][/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]I originally wrote this on my WordPress blog but wanted to share it here. [/SIZE][/FONT][SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]The pain was incredible and appeared out of nowhere; one moment, my friend and I were talking about what kind of mischief we could get into on this fine, summer day... and the next, wow, jeez, this really hurts - why is it hurting down there? [/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=verdana][/FONT][/SIZE][SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]My friend looks at me, alarm on his face and he can see the pained and confused look on my face and starts asking me what's wrong; this... whatever it is, hurts so much I can't talk - it's taking every ounce of my will to keep breathing and not start trying. He asked me where it hurt and, unable to speak, grab my crotch - gently because, as I just found out, moving makes it hurt even more. [/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=verdana][/FONT][/SIZE][SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]"Oh, okay," he says before yanking down my shorts and underwear, getting on his knees, and sucking my dick into his mouth. The pain was getting worse but, wait, is it easing up some? I'm standing there with my friend blowing me as if my life depended on it... and it sure as hell felt like it. It started to feel good, slowly but surely replacing the indescribable pain in my groin; I could breathe again, still couldn't form words outside of my mind and just as I felt my body relaxing, one last sharp spike of pain hit me, only to be quickly replaced by that really good but weird feeling of shooting my stuff. [/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=verdana][/FONT][/SIZE][SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]The pain was gone. For a moment, I wondered if it had even been real as my friend stood up, licking his lips and smiling as if he'd just done something miraculous and I supposed that he did. [/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=verdana][/FONT][/SIZE][SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]"You had blue balls," he said, reaching down and cupping my balls. "You feeling better now?" [/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=verdana][/FONT][/SIZE][SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]"Yeah," I said with a puzzled look on my face. I know what my balls are but given my complexion, uh, how can they turn blue? [/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=verdana][/FONT][/SIZE][SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]"Good. You just needed to shoot some stuff," he said wisely - and wisely for a guy who was only a month older than I was. "Hmm... my balls kinda hurt now..." [/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=verdana][/FONT][/SIZE][SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]I was more than happy to make his balls stop hurting - and if they were really hurting - like he made mine stop hurting and he seemed to be just as grateful as I had been. [/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=verdana][/FONT][/SIZE][SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]Blue balls. The one thing that can happen to a guy that feels as bad - or worse - than getting whacked in the nuts. Kinda in my defense, I'd heard older guys talking about blue balls and how they seemed to turn blue if they wanted to get some nookie but that didn't happen. I remembered how all the guys who knew about this would grimace and, yeah, just like they all got kicked in the nads - then start laughing about it. My first experience with this... condition, when it hit me, totally disconnected things in my head - acute pain will do that fairly easily. Now, I can say that I didn't feel like I needed to do the nasty before that incredible pain landed on me like a freight train but what my friend did - an early version of a bro job - was what the "doctor" ordered.[/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=verdana][/FONT][/SIZE][SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]I investigated this blue balls thing; think of it as "backed up pipes" for simplicity's sake and the reason they call it blue balls is because when this... backup of blood happens to white guys, wow, their balls really turn an interesting blue color. [/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=verdana][/FONT][/SIZE][SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]Who knew? Later, I learned that one can relieve a case of blue balls - and one that usually happens when one gets sexually excited and, um, nothing happens - by jerking off to clean the pipes out (and if you're wondering how that plumbing phrase made into the sexual lexicon) but since that was supposed to make you go blind and grow hair on the palms of your hand, well, okay - if you were hanging out with a male friend and a case of blue balls was upon you, for immediate and welcome relief - and if you can - ask the guy with you if he would help you. [/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=verdana][/FONT][/SIZE][SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]Now, um, sometimes, if you did ask him for help and he wasn't of a mind to assist you, he'd just look at you with sympathy and pretty much tell you that you're on your own and good luck with that. But, yeah, sometimes the guy you're with has had some experience with blue balls, knows how painful it is and it's just an act of mercy to get you somewhere private and give you an "emergency blow job" to ease your pain... and more so if he knows that you'd do the same for him, you know, being good friends and all that. [/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=verdana][/FONT][/SIZE][SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]Wasn't a big deal, didn't mean you were gay or anything like that but among friends, just an act of kindness and mercy... and provided ya didn't tell anyone how you got rid of your case of blue balls. Now, if you were hanging out with him again and managed to have another painful attack of blue balls, maybe he helps, maybe he doesn't and that all depends on how he felt about helping you that first time and, um, how you may have shown your gratitude for his timely aid when you, er, um, made sure that he wouldn't come down with a badly aching pair of balls. 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When my wife and I opened our marriage up to others the experience has been nothing short of amazing. Sharing our bodies with others is something we both really get into. Last weekend we had the grandkids over so no play time last weekend. Yesterday she text me and wanted to know if I could call my buddies for some Friday night fun, she said her pussy was sloppy wet and needed attention. She is home officed and often works wearing only a T-shirt and uses her dildo a lot throughout the day. At 57 years old her sexual appetite is incredible, almost to the point of being scary. At 5’8 and 110 lbs I am always amazed at how she absorbes big dicks but she handles them with no problem. Calling my buds up and asked them them if they could come over took no convincing, all said yes, what was sexy as all hell was 2 of them had beaten me home and when I walked in the door she was pleasuring both of them, still waiting on the last one to arrive I made drinks for us all when the door bell rang and the last one was there. These men are guys who we play with from time to time so getting naked and busy is not a problem, no one is shy and at least here we can be who we are. She was all all worked up seeing 5 big cocks ready to abuse her, that she couldn’t wait to milk at least one. Unfortunately I was the 1st to lose it, as she swallowed every drop, Watching them pound her hard and she begging for more was such a turn on and so I positioned myself so I could lick her clit and their balls as they took turns ramming her. When Al stuck his massive fat cock inn her she bucked like a horse as her cum soaked pussy got stretched by his massive size Al has the biggest dick I have ever seen in person and having front row seats to his fucking her and sucking his balls as he bottomed out his cock in her she moaned loudly and squirted so hard I thought at 1st I was going to drown. With each thrust cum would leak from her and I was there to taste every drop. After her gangbang every one left except My regular bud as he spent the night as his wife was out of town and he is just like me, that smell of cum soaked pussy makes him hard and he fell asleep with his head on her pussy and we awoke to some morning fun. Damn it she is a good woman.
[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]There probably isn't a guy who has turned to men for blow jobs who haven't asked themselves - and a woman - this question... and the answer is complicated and confusing. Sometimes, it's not about a decrease in her desire for sex; it's usually a chore she'd rather not be bothered with because (and in no particular order): [/SIZE][/FONT][SIZE=3][FONT=verdana] [/FONT] [LIST=1][*]It doesn't do a thing for her to be sucking on your dick[*]It takes too long[*]Dealing with the "mess" should it show up if she doesn't swallow... and "that taste" if she does.[*]If she sucks you off - but she wants to be screwed - you're gonna be out of action for a bit of time[*]Sucking a guy off makes them feel like a whore.[*]She's had bad experiences doing this, beginning with the guy who told her, "I won't cum in your mouth!" - and that's exactly what he did, accidentally or purposely.[*]She's got better things to do.[/LIST] [FONT=verdana]In a lot of situations, this doesn't make sense given that, when you first meet a woman and you decide to stick it out with each other, she's sucking your dick like it's her favorite thing to do of all time and maybe even sucking you off - and doing it just to be doing it. But as time moves on, you notice that even when you have sex with her, eh, she's not giving you head even when you're spending a lot of time with your head between her legs.[/FONT] [FONT=verdana]Women know two real-deal things about us: We love to fuck and we love getting our dick sucked and finished like that so a woman knows that if she does these two things - and she's looking for a man in her life - he's gonna be hers the more she fucks him and sucks him off. Once she has him, mission accomplished and, as such, no need to keep doing all of that.[/FONT] [FONT=verdana]Obviously, you're gonna notice this; maybe you say something to her right then and then to find out what's up, maybe you shrug it off as just her being in one of her moods... but you notice that after you eat her silly, she's telling you to get it in her which you're more than happy to do... but not so happy that she didn't, at the least, spend a little time sucking on your dick. Then comes the hard part.[/FONT] [FONT=verdana]You ask her about it... and it's the beginning a very long line of excuses, beginning with various versions of her not feeling like it and graduating to you being the reason she's not doing it which will also include a whole bunch of shit that's been present all along and didn't seem to make a difference to her when you first hooked up with each other. She'll also invoke "girl things" and things that most guys don't know shit about and if they don't know, they can't argue against them. Oh, and that very much includes her saying, "I don't know!" when, truth is, she does know so her answer is really "code" for, "I know why but I'm not gonna tell you."[/FONT] [FONT=verdana]Women know something else, too, and something that to us doesn't make a lot of sense: They know if they don't blow us, at some point, we're gonna start thinking about getting someone else to do it and that includes fucking, too. Women worry about us cheating on them... yet, they do at least one thing to almost guarantee that her man is gonna think about doing it and if the problem doesn't get resolved, well, I'm sure you can guess what's gonna happen.[/FONT] [FONT=verdana]You can sit down with her and talk about this; you can present an elegant and eloquent arguments as to why she should get back to doing this... and you can, in fact, get her to agree with every point you make; but once she's made up her mind that she's not gonna do it, she's not gonna change her mind and even if you impress upon her the negative effects this will have on the relationship and effects that will put the relationship in jeopardy.[/FONT] [FONT=verdana]Maybe she sees the writing on the wall and since no woman likes being dumped, she just might go back to giving your dick some token sucks; she might even "go back to the beginning" and just suck you off just to be doing it. You're back to being happy but as time slips by, you're right back to not getting your dick sucked at all. I'm not gonna say that all guys would run out and get blown by someone else; even though this is a major issue, some guys just aren't going to cheat or even leave her.[/FONT] [FONT=verdana]But some guys will do just that. Maybe it's another woman... and maybe there's something about the "rumor" that men suck cock as a matter of course and do it better than women ever could. We know, however, that if we did either thing and get caught, bye-bye relationship and, oh, yeah, it's all your fault when, the truth is, sure, you cheated on her... but if she had been sucking your dick more and even getting you off like that - and as she did when she sank her hooks into you - then y'all wouldn't be having this discussion and on the verge of breaking up.[/FONT] [FONT=verdana]Ask a woman this: If you don't do it, who's supposed to? - and then pay attention to her answer which, predictably, will be some version of, "Nobody's supposed to!" Does she know that it's part and parcel of having and enjoying sex with each other? Yep, she sure does... but don't be surprised when she hits you with, "Why does everything have to be about you?" or tells you that you wouldn't understand what's going on with her... but won't really explain what that might be or, worse, tries to bullshit you with stuff that even the dumbest guy in the world wouldn't believe. You can even - and unnecessarily so - point out to her how this is affecting the relationship in some very bad ways and she'll tell you that she knows that it is... and won't do a damned thing to prevent that from happening.[/FONT] [FONT=verdana]And, other than cheating on her or packing your shit and leaving, there isn't a damned thing you can do about it. There's nothing you can say or do that will change her mind; she'd rather accept the risk that you're on the verge of leaving her and if you cheat, well, you just gave her an out and reason to leave you, ya cheating bastard! The fucked up part is that you could understand these things I've told you - and understand them as well as I do - and it changes nothing as far as she's concerned. You can promise and deliver unto her the stars and the moon... and she's not sucking your dick even if she had to in order to save her life. Now, should you do what some guys have done - go find a guy who'd give their left nut to suck your dick and gulp down your spunk - and she finds out about it and confronts you, you can, once more, give her the most eloquent and elegant reasons why you did what you did... and the first thing out of her mouth will most likely be, "What about me and my feelings?" This is the part where you look at her and start shaking your head, right? Does she not understand that if she'd been doing this all along, there would have been no need for you to get some dude to do it? The answer is, yes - she does know this... but by turning this around on you, it suits her purposes to now the be victim instead of acknowledging that if there's a victim in this, that would be you... and she's the one who both victimized you and caused you to take this action. Confused? Baffled? Welcome to the club. It's a lose/lose situation.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Purely as a bisexual man, I have sucked more cock and been fucked more than any woman I know... and I know a lot of women and their sexual histories. And I'm, again, sometimes embarrassed by this fact but never ashamed of it because there's no reason to be ashamed other than there being a lot of people who find this to be quite shameful. I like to say that they have no idea what they're missing and more so if, as they proclaim, they love having sex... but the good part is that there are lot more people today embracing bisexuality than ever before. And while many folks are worried about what someone else would think about this, I learned to not be all that concerned about it because if I'm worried about what someone thinks about me sucking a dick, it'll make me not go suck a dick... and where's the fun in that? When it comes to having sex, I'm all about making it easier to have it and not making it harder. I've been comfortable with sex and my sexuality for so long that I don't really think about it unless I happen to remember something or someone asks me a question. Guys ask if they should feel bad because they threw it down with a brother or some other relative/older guy and I'll ask them that if they wanted to do it and weren't forced into it, what is there to feel bad about other than breaking a rule that, really, not a lot of people pay attention to or abide by? Because if everyone did, we wouldn't be having this conversation - ever. I am bisexual and I don't make any bones about it or pull any punches about it and I will be bisexual until the day I die and when that day comes, I think the only regret that I'll have is knowing I won't be alive to be able to keep being bisexual; otherwise, no regrets, no thinking about shit that I had a chance to do but didn't but being able to take comfort in knowing that if there was something sexual that I haven't done, it's because I didn't want to do it for some reason.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]Do I feel bad about having sex with my brother or even my sister? Sometimes I do - I do have a conscience, after all, but I also know that I had a lot of sex with them because we did love each other (and on top of being some really horny motherfuckers). Do I feel bad about the many cousins I've had sex with? Not really because I understand that we didn't do anything that we didn't want to do or agreed to do even though it's said that youngsters don't understand what they're doing when they're playing around with sex... and they're wrong about that. I understand that even as "disgusting" as these particular events may sound, I take some "comfort" knowing that while I eagerly went along with it, um, I wasn't the one making the push for it to happen. Maybe I should have been more... responsible in this but it doesn't change the fact that it didn't happen and for those who might object to these things and say that they wouldn't have done it, respectfully, you weren't the one having to make that decision. What do you do when your sister wants you to have sex with her and she tells you that if you really love her like you say you do, you'll do it? Or if she argues that she'd rather do it with someone she trusts before doing it with someone she has reason not to trust? You argue against it because you know if you get caught, you're dead meat... and then you make love to her because you do love her and that means more to you than getting your ass kicked for it. You've read a little about me and my brother - we couldn't stand each other and would kill each other without losing any sleep over it - but the only time we got along as brothers are supposed to is when we'd get naked and suck and fuck each other silly. Maybe the means don't justify the ends... but it worked right up to the moment someone else killed him over some dumb shit. And if I'm going to hell for any of this, I know I'm not gonna be the only one getting roasted for all of eternity and I'm good with that and besides, if I'm going to hell, I'd rather go for "good reasons" and not petty ones, like I'm gonna go to hell for stealing a pack of gum or something like that. And I've figured that I probably wouldn't like the person I'd be if I hadn't had these experiences and bisexually so.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]...you have an idea of what my sexual life has been like since I got introduced to cock. It is what it was and the past cannot ever be changed but I often wonder if things would have turned out differently had I not experienced what it was like to suck a dick, swallow sperm, and get my butt loaded with spunk. Would I have eventually discovered this somewhere down the road? Maybe... and maybe not but there's a lot of futility in thinking about this and all it does is make you insane trying to imagine something that, in fact, never happened.[/FONT] [FONT=verdana]My bisexuality has taught me a lot of shit about sex and shit that "decent" people don't ever want to think about or even acknowledge and over the years, sure, I've wondered if I'm really some kind of pervert or deviant... but then I learn about how others are bisexual and some of those folks make me look like a sexual novice by comparison, that and it's obvious that I'm not the only one who has found loopholes in this sex things and have taken advantage of them.[/FONT] [FONT=verdana]When I look back at things, jeez, it's embarrassing to think about all the men I've had sex with (and not even thinking about the women); like I think I said, if you wanted to have sex with me, it was as easy as showing me your dick and all you had to do other than that was to ask me if I wanted to do it. Sure! Because it was not only a lot of fun (for the most part) it also seemed to be perfectly normal for guys to want to do it to other guys. And while, in my old age, I've become a lot more discerning about it, I know it's normal for guys to want sex from other guys and if for no other reason than we are born to have sex; it's hardwired into us and now it's just a matter of getting it and if we have to bend or break some rules to make it happen, okay.[/FONT] [FONT=verdana]And the most important thing, at least to me, is that I'm not ashamed of any of it. Embarrassed at times? Sure... but zero shame and I've always said that if I could go back and do it over again, I wouldn't change a thing and might even add some stuff I didn't think of.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Now, eventually, I knew two things. One, this thing we had going wasn't going to last a very long time and would come to an end the moment he found a girl who was willing to give him the pussy regularly... and I knew his mother would get around to saying something to me about what we were doing; it would have been stupid of me to think that she'd not be aware of it and put two and two together. You might be wondering why I just didn't tell her from the start and the answer is that I really wasn't sure how she was gonna react since knowing that I was bisexual didn't sit well with her and would get us "arguing" about that. So when she came up to me with a certain look on her face, I knew it was time to have that conversation and I was prepared to have it and no matter how pissed off she was - and she was very pissed... but not for the reason I thought. She said, "Why didn't you tell me you two were doing it - and why did I have to hear it from him first?" I had prepared myself for this confrontation... but not this exact question. I recovered and told her why I hadn't mentioned it before now and I was stunned when she said, "I had hoped you'd have sex with him but, damn it, ya could have told me!" Did not expect that reaction at all and to the point where I didn't even ask her why she had hoped that we'd have sex in the first place. All she did say to that end was that she knew she could trust me to do right by him - and that made me ask her why she didn't just ask me to initiate him and she said, "Because I knew he had to ask you himself. Now, can we go upstairs and fuck? I'm horny..." Things came to the predicted end between us and I admit to have felt very sad about it but I was also very happy that he'd met and fell in love with a woman, too. When we had sex for the last time, it was hard for both of us not to start crying over the whole thing but we didn't; we just went through our normal routine and after we were done, he said, "I'm going to miss this a lot." "So am I... but life goes on, doesn't it?" I did have to backtrack with his mom and go through the whole course of events which, um, more often than not, had us fucking like rabid teenagers. I had figured she'd be horribly angry and, again, was surprised that she wasn't. "I knew he'd get around to asking you," she said one day. "And, oh, yeah, if you were wondering how he knew you were down with it, it's because I told him." Oh... that's how he heard it. Well, damn. She had told me that she had sat him down and asked if he had asked me and to tell her all about it and he had obviously spilled his guts to her and, just as obvious, she was pleased with the results and more so since it prevented him from coercing his little brother into it, something we both had a problem with. "I'm just mad with you because you didn't tell me yourself," she would often remind me. "He's grown and can make his own decisions about shit like that and I'm glad you were doing him because it made him very happy and if he's happy, then I'm happy and because you did, I love you even more than ever because you were able to do something for him that I couldn't help him with - except to point him in your direction." In later times, I wondered if I would have gone ahead and done him if she had asked me to before he said something but it was a moot point; it happened when it needed to happen and no one regretted that it did.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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