Coda Josh Grant

I was up early Which Intelligence Is Your Most Dominant? Interpersonal. Your dominant intelligence is interpersonal! You're outgoing, intuitive, social, and thrive on your interactions with people. According to Howard Gardner the interpersonal intelligence is key in building social relationships. It enables us to reach out, connect, empathize with others and communicate with a sense of mutual understanding. You know how to read people and you feel energized from your rich social life. You're a genuine social butterfly! Do you agree? Let us know in the comments! Really, I thought. I've got to stop reading nonsense.

As if to make a point of my celibacy, brother Daniel has had a steady stream of girls through the place who, from the sound effects coming from his room, have been enjoying big bro to his fullest extent. "What can I say," said Daniel  "The girls down the gym have been liking what they see." "It's been 3 this week," I said. "Not that I have been counting." "Yes, I don't know? The moon must be in my house of love..." "Love?" Daniel laughed. "Well, yes?" Not so much love, but a hell a lot of lust." He smiled. "I don't know what is going on, and I am certainly not questioning it."

Amanda came over. She wanted to know where James was, or "That handsome boy," as she put it. "I think he's decided he likes pussy, after all." Amanda looked perplexed. "Do you boys do that?" "Apparently," I said. "I thought all of that..." "Pussy?" "Yes, gave you the heebie jebbies, or whatever." "Oh no, not really, not modern day fags boys," I said. "But that isn't whats going on here. He still likes dick, mum, he's just going to pretend that he doesn't, find some girl and he'll cheat on her and make her life miserable." Amanda made big eyes. "Well, that hardly seems fair," she said. "Nobody cares, after all, if you boys like... "Cock?" She winced. "Well, yes. So why pretend?" "Oh mum, I have no idea." Amanda looked even more perplexed. "Make me a cup of tea then," she said.

So there you go, over. James headed back to his parent's house to give everything "some thought." And that is that. He doesn't want to talk any more, he wants to get his head together. Apparently, I am a distraction. He doesn't want his life to be like that. And life goes on my friend.

I think James and I want different things. I want to put my raw cock in his arse in the mornings and spray cum inside him, and he wants that too, judging by the way he turns into the hungriest bottom I have ever known when I fuck him. You should see him up on his knees, arse hole wide open begging for my big cock to go into him harder and deeper and when I am inside him, he pushes back against my cock, all the time pulling himself so aggressively and so completely that he can spray bucketfuls of jizz over the bed, as I spray bucketfuls of cum into his heaving bowel. But, just recently, he told me that he wants to give his mum grandchildren and that he needs to start focusing his attention in that direction. He wants to find a girl and start being straight again. I asked him if he was going to tell this girl, when he finds her, about his most recent history? He kind of looked at his feet and said that he would. "Yeah, sure... why not?...