Happy New Year, Everyone

Right on the stroke of midnight, I was hard up Jame's arse. As the minute hand hit the twelve, James was just beginning to make his "I'm just about to cum" moans. He was on his knees, with his head down between his arms, I was behind him, he pushing back hard on my cock, like all my (bottom) boyfriends, no matter where they started out on the sexual orientation spectrum, asking for cum to be deposited deep inside him... never mind that within some circles he mixes he still claims to be straight. And I guess all of the people in "those" circles would claim to know him.

The lives we live? You always have to scratch a little at the surface to truly know what is going on.

We didn’t plan it that way. It wasn’t some clever game that we planned down to the precise minute. No, we were home watching TV and one thing led to another and we just happened to be doing “that” as the clock struck midnight.

We lost track of time, you might say.

James was still lying face down with a shiny arse when he took his mother’s New Years call. I slid my finger back into him as he was telling his mother that he loved her, which kind of startled him, making him gasp in surprise, making his mother ask him what was wrong, he assured her he was fine, as I laughed.


Amanda and Rick called from New York. Amanda still raises her voice and speaks deliberately down the phone when she is calling from another country. Dad said they were having a good time, but indicated he was ready to come home. The Grant family male grunt, it tells you a lot, once you know how to read it.


Happy New Year, everyone.

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