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The room was filled with heavy breathing. I was breathing hard as I tried not to come from what I just watched. Mr. Drumm was the first to recover after what he had put Antony through and Antony. Well, Antony was still panting. He started to concern me until he managed to turn over and pull something from under his bed. When he tugged a bottle free, I remembered his box of flavored water that he had, normally next to his bed. "Do you want one?" he asked the room once he had swallowed half of his bottle and had flopped back onto the bed. Instead of answering Mr. Drumm reached over and pulled the already opened one out of his hand and finished it. "Johnny," Mr. Drumm said as he pinned me with his gaze. "Yes, Sir," I answered him. "You stopped the story," he said before moving to place the bottle back in the box it came from. He also yanked another bottle free to toss in my direction. I managed to catch it before it hit me square in the...

"Did your dad fuck you before Mr. Keen did?" I asked Antony as I laid there wondering what to do about my cock. Should I let him suck me off so when his mom calls us for dinner I wouldn't be tenting my pants? Should I jerk myself off and get it down that way? Should I take a cold shower now and save the jerking off for later, when other things might happen? "Nah. My Dad was late, so Mr. Keen had him wait as we fucked first. Dad was made to stand next to the desk and watch as Mr. Keen opened up my ass. When Dad came from looking at us and jerking himself off, he put his cock in my mouth, and I licked and sucked at what was left," Antony answered as I felt his fingers moving over my dick. He wasn't jerking me off, just driving me crazy by touching it. "Do you still want to suck me off?" I asked him as I thought that this would be faster. "Yep," he answered me, and within seconds, I felt as he grabbed the base of my dick. "You ...

"My Mom says I can stay the night," I tell my friend as I roll onto my back. When he didn't say anything, I turned to see him, before I felt the bed start to shake, cumming. "Give me a moment," he said as he panted. "I'll tell my Mom in a second," he assures me. "No rush," I told him. I was sure that his mom had already included me in the count for how many people she had to cook for tonight anyway. Then I remembered that she wasn't cooking much. A few roasted chickens were brought from the store. Did she mention potato salad too? I had started to think of what was being called dinner at my house when Antony stood to get something to clean himself up with. I watched as he tucked himself back into his clothes and then left his room to tell his mom what my Mom said. I was so revved up again that sleep wasn't even trying to drag me back under while he was gone. I was a little tempted to get undress if not just chuck my pants wh...

"So like I said, he shook my hand, then he asked me to take a seat. I sat down in a nice padded chair on this side of his table thinking that he was going to sit in the bigger one on the other side, but he sits on the edge of the desk right in front of me. Your dad pulls up another chair, like the one I was sitting in and he sat right next to me. "Johnny is it?" Mr. Keen asks before I all but shriek as your dad kisses the side of my neck and cups me while his boss looks on. I'm nervous as heck as nothing was going the way I was expecting in the least.  I was turned on, but I wish I knew what was happening. "Is it?" Mr. Keen asked again. "What is?" I asked him as your dad pulled at my balls a little from the outside of my pants. "Your name," he clarified with a smile on his face. Then I remembered what he said before your dad attacked me without warning. "Yes, Sir. Johnny MacBeal," I said before swallowing as your...

“Hey, don’t doze on me,” Antony said as I felt his leg nudge my hip. Great, I’m falling asleep. “Sorry,” I told him. I rubbed my hands over my face before I remembered how my day started and told him what happened. “I was nervous, so I wore my lucky underwear, well, for luck,” I started to tell him. “The purple Andrew Christian one?” he asked me. I still felt the sleep in my eyes, so I blinked a few times as I looked at him before answering. His hand was moving a little slower than it was when he sat down. “Yeah,” I answered. “My mom then dropped me off to make sure that I got there on time even though I knew which bus to take to get there,” I said without sounding embarrassed. “I ended up getting there early and was sitting around a few minutes before your dad showed up,” I continued. “He then walked me into his boss’ office saying it was good to see that I was so eager. He then reached over and held my chin, so I looked up at him as he leaned in and kissed me. I was surp...

royalsiblings  Deactivated The annual “Take Your Daughter to Work Day” just got a whole lot more interesting. Might have to make it monthly. a-sos I could add that this happened at lunch time when most of the office was out getting something to eat.  I could also say that she was trying to see who would come first. Me or the Chinese food I had ordered for us.  I could comment that she pulled her skirt back on a second before we heard the knock on the stall door, and Frank telling me the delivery guy just dropped off our food. Of course he didn’t know that Naomi was in there with me, and I had just won the race. And I think it goes without saying that for the rest of the day I couldn’t stop thinking about what she was whispered in my ear the whole time she was on my lap. I was happy once again for the fact that that my wife had a long commute home, but to be honest, we never got further than the parking lot before I had to feel her skin on skin....