of my adored Benson. It satisfied
a longing desire on their parts to see man with man, and did not
displease either the Count or myself, who, in our secret hearts, had
each wished to possess the other.

The Count was a powerful and very hairy man, and had an especially very
full hairy arsehole, which to me was wildly exciting.

In that I differed from my dear friend MacCallum, who loved bare-arsed
youths with no hair there, telling me that coarse hairy arsed men
rather disgusted him, and although in his wide sodomitic experience he
had had such, it was with a certain repugnance that went against the
grain.

In that I differed from him entirely, the hairier and the coarser a
man's arsehole was the more it excited me. In that respect the Count
was exactly to my taste. He was very hairy all up the chink of his
arse, and had a very coarse skin and an almost black arsehole, so deep
a brown it was, the very sight of which always drove me mad with lust.

He as much loved me from another cause. His great letch was to frig a
fine prick while buggering the possessor, hence, as he had never met
with so fine a one as mine, he was insatiably fond of being into me and
frigging me at the same time.

We thus had two points of private attraction, that made us become the
closest of friends, but we did not let any of our dear female
participants know of the mutual joys of which they were not
participants.

The superb Frankland, now my guardian's wife, also came alone to my
chambers, and we had a renewal of all our wildest experiences. She told
me it was such a comfort to her, for although her husband, Mr. Nixon,
was very loving, and did all he could, still it was nothing but
exciting her to long for others, especially for my own huge prick, of
which she never knew but that she had been the first initiator of it
into love's delicious recess in either sacred grove.

So fresh and eager as she was for the fray you may easily imagine the
wild excess we indulged in, sucking, gamahuching, fucking, and
buggering. I cannot tell how often in every way her exciting and
glorious body carried me away to an excess beyond anything I could have
thought myself capable of.

When fairly exhausted, and we could uninterruptedly talk over all that
had occurred since I had left my mother's house, she heard in full
detail, for the first time, all my adventures.

I had given her, at the time of her marriage, a hint of how matters had
gone, yet withou