. it was all she had ever wanted for her boys, and for Cory, was for them to be happy in whatever they did. She knew already for example, that Caden,...fourteen, rebellious and fast-paced, would not stay with the farm. He would leave as soon as he could for some hectic city life. It was as clear to Carla as the shape of her children's faces. Did she want to Caden to leave? Of course not, but she wanted him to be happy, the same as Cole.Cole did not fit her idea of a gay teenager, but Carla knew. " I said with a smile. Again, we were led to the large open living room where a crowd of 30 or more waited for us, with still more talking and fucking and sucking and all manner of things in other rooms. In the center of the room was a restraint contraption I'll do my best to explain. About 3 feet wide and low to the ground, it had stirrup restraints with stocks above them at one end and wrist and ankle restraints at the other. I was put on my back and fastened into the stirrups by my ankles. I squealed half-heartedly in protest but relaxed to the steady thump of his heart beneath my ear. As he stroked my hair I curiously placed my fingertip over his nipple wondering if his body would react the same as when he was touching mine. I felt a stir between us telling me my answer. I knew after tonight things couldn’t continue. My mind battled my emotions, I should get up and leave right now. But it was like my body was magnetically pulled to his, no matter how hard I tried to pull away,. Now it has become like a contest, every time it begins to go soft, I reach my hand down to remind it that I want it to stay hard. Mmmmmmm, trust me when I say that it feels good too. So, what will I do today? I have no clue. Maybe go to Lowes and look at lawn mowers again, or maybe up to Walmart for God knows what (they’ve got practically everything imaginable…within reason). But in the meantime, I’ll lay here and play and type. You don’t mind if I share that with you, do you? Pushing and.