“What? Suck cock?”Bert grinned. “No, have our cocks sucked.”“Oh,” Matt said.More silence. Bert quietly said, “Or we could try sucking co...k.”Matt looked at Bert. “Yeah? You and me? Now?”This time Bert shrugged. “I guess. Why not?”Silence. Matt smiled. “Okay, let’s. Who goes first?”He looked down at Bert’s crotch. Bert had been squeezing his cock, and he had a half-erection. He stretched his legs out so he could unzip his chinos and fished his cock out. It was a pretty good size – probably over. " He took another bite and appeared lost in thought as he chewed. "Well what I wanted to ask was, what would you think about maybe spendin' the rest of the summer here with me n' Rita?"That took Randall by surprise and he had to think about it for a bit. "Well, I guess I wouldn't mind. I kinda like it here and I really like riding Sparks. I don't know what Mom would think about it though." Fact is, I already asked her and she said it was up to you." She did? In that case, yeah, I'd be happy to.. She told me to slide in next toher, which I did, with Greg taking the spot on the other side of me.He was quite the gentleman, polite and respectful, but at first he was alittle nervous and seemed a bit distant. I made it a point to touch hisarm as we talked, hoping the contact would help him relax. I don't knowif it was the drinks or the company, but he did loosen up quitenoticeably as the evening went on.Beth's date Dave, however, wasn't quite as taken with me as Greg was. Atfirst, he had a. My daughter Isabelle was sitting in a chair on my other side. Her eyes were closed, but I sensed a subtle shifting of her head as she plugged into the conversation."Of course," I whispered. "What's up?" While you were still in Chile with your daughter... with all the national child-grabbing going on... Didn't you think it odd that Chile was forcing you to come back to the U.S. with Isabelle for a custody battle?"I paused for a moment before answering. "Yeah, I guess. Several of the local.