Pierce sat at the desk in his room. His eyes were glued to the computer, as he desperately typed in every feasible password that would unlock the net-...anny installed on his computer. After three attempts, the net-nanny system would lock itself for three minutes, yet Pierce, desperate to find some form of pornography, refused to give up to easily. Nevertheless, after an hour of failed attempts, he decided to give up on porn and simply imagine a scenario. Pierce got up from his desk and lay on. While he was gone, I heard the front door open, so I got up and dusted myself off, and said, “Hello – welcome to Armstrong Realty – ‘Every house we list, somebody sells!’”“Hello, my name is David Bedwin; I was looking for a house to buy – can you help me?” the nice-looking gentleman said.“Sure David,” I said, hoping that Dad’s MLS code hadn’t changed. “What are you looking for, exactly?”“Well, I would say, four bedrooms, at least two complete bathrooms – more would be better and a two-car. I went down the line and back sucking each one as if they were the only one there.Within a few minutes Freddy asked if we would like to go downstairs and continue this. All agreed and we walked towards the stairs leading to the basement. There in the middle of the room Freddy had erected a leather sling. I knew it was there for me so walked over laid down and positioned my leg in the stirrups. Freddy walked up lube in hand “what a nice ass”. He lubed up his cock and pressed it against my tight. Without warning; he pulls down his shorts, and began to stroke his shaved cock. My first reaction was shock, but I didn't tell him to stop. After a couple of minutes I was getting hard underneath my jeans. He then asked me to jerk him off, and that's when my sexual curiosity kicked in. I rubbed it with my fingers at first, then I grabbed it and began stroking it. He then reached over and rubbed me over my jeans, and I got even more aroused. I eventually stripped down, and he began to suck me.