..mmmmmmmm” I interrupted his objections by putting my tongue in his ass, now gently using both my hands to pry his cheeks apart, “ ooohhh...that feels...feels...really good...”he gasp as I tongued him.I began as quietly as I could undoing my pants with one hand , while holding his cheeks parted with the other, so I wouldnt make him nervous, I kicked off my always loose runners and stepped out of my jeans.I opened the top drawer now, sure enough, strawberry lube, I love this shit,he became nervous again as I poured some down his crack, “ stop, I dont do that” he stated matter of factly,“ dont do what? I love the taste of strawberry lube”“ you know what I mean”“ have you ever tried anything, before?”“yeah....messed......with toys, but nothing else”“ relax...thats cool... but I looove this lube, you should try it”“ MMMMMMMM” he moaned as I went back to eating him, I thought to myself, if I could get him to ,I should at least try to play with him, one , two, or better yet three fingers,. ‘You know Dad, if it wasn’t for your face it’s as if you were never away.’ I appreciated that. And it was Jan, who, as he got out of the car told me how great it was to have me back. ‘I just wish…’ he said and stopped. ‘What?’ I asked. ‘Nothing.’ He said as he turned away, but I thought I knew what the ‘nothing’ was and I couldn’t see it happening. The lads bounded into Ann’s arms, each outdoing the other in telling her what they’d done, and the various proficiency certificates they’d got. Greta hugged her and would wait until later to confide in her. Ann was wrapped up in welcoming the children back so I begged off staying for tea and went back to the flat, promising to get in touch early the following week. Jenny was not there, but there were signs she had been. The post was neatly placed on the hallway table, apart from that day’s, Saturday. I picked it up. There was one manila envelope I recognised: it was from Keith. I decided not to open it yet. I made a pot of tea, and noted.
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