That's what friends are for!

That's what friends are for!Fuck, it?s been a hell of a rough couple weeks. My male partner, John, got diagnosed with early on-set Parkinson?s just before Christmas last year, but fortunately, the d**gs he?s been taking have calmed everything down- more or less. Then back in July, he was diagnosed with anemia and it turns out he had this degenerative bone marrow disease called MDS.And hell yeah- I slapped myself in the forehead and said to myself, ?Shit- what NEXT!?Don?t get me wrong- I?m not complaining! Or looking for sympathy either- just got moved to write some shit down? call it therapy? dick therapy if you count my cock being in my hand!Anyway, my man is having blood transfusions a couple times in a month and gets started on Procrit therapy and then all of a sudden he?s gasping for air like a guppy out of its fish bowl. Fortunately, we had an appointment with his pulmonologist two weeks ago tomorrow and after a chest x-ray, they find out that a third of his right lung is filled with fluid and he gets slapped in the Kaiser hospital and they drain that shit the next day. Long and short, he spends the rest of the weekend at the hospital and on Labor Day, he still can?t stand up, so they transfer him to the Pacifica Nursing and Rehabilitation Center down on the coast and fortunately, it is a stand-up place and by this last Wednesday, he is ready to come home!Naturally, the whole time he is there, I?d doing without in the sex department. Even missed my usual Sunday fling with the woman I?m fucking after Mass at Mission Dolores on Sunday so I can be with him. Took care of the dog- brought him to the Center once and all the Filipino nurses loved him to death- banged my knuckles under the hood of my F-250 when it wasn?t running right, and more or less took care of business until I could bring him home this Wednesday. Everything is stable- got oxygen machine in the bedroom so I can only light up in the playroom in the sling!Small price to pay.So anyway, yesterday morning (Thursday) after finishing up at the gym, I headed up to the Kaiser pharmacy to fill some prescriptions that he needed. I had my fucking phone on in case John called me up, and while I?m waiting, I get a buzz from my bitch, Alicia. She?s asking me if everything is OK and what am I doing. And I told her that since I saw her at the gym this morning, I?m fucking horny and cooling my heels at Kaiser and what is up with you baby.She told me to leave my phone on (most of the türbanlı balıkesir escort time I have it off and don?t even have voice mail set up) and wait for a call. And so I said ok, baby, I really want to fuck you. She giggles and hangs up.Next thing I know my cell is ringing I recognized the caller ID- it?s her ex-husband. That fucking black man is a damn stud and for the life of me, I will never understand why she divorced him and hooked up in a 2-year lesbian affair? but hell, what man can ever get inside the mind of a woman?!?! He?s got a roofing business that him and their son work in? and damn is this stud built like a brick shithouse! Bet your ass where I?m going with this- every time he joins us for a Sunday of 49er football, I want to get all over that stud. But since their son is usually there, and their daughter lives with Alicia, I?ve just been too shy to make a move.And yeah- I?ve enjoyed the daughter on my dick- but other than playing with her and her Mom innocently naked up on Mt. Tam where we sunbathe, nobody ever knew I fucked that sweet young black Latina pussy.Anyway, her ex asks me how everything is going and I said shit, I don?t know and that I could really use some R