Ive tried to hide this story since it happened. But, with the more people that read my stories, i said fuck it im telling them all!It began, with my b...ddy's older brother Marcus. Marcus was 20 and was a fucking hunk. If you seen him you would think of him as just another big black dick hunting for little white cunts. lol. It was a friday when went to their house. Marcus was the only one home and said that every one was gone for a while. But he insisted i came inside. And what happened next. The sound became louder and drew closer like the clomping of Clark’s boots on the kitchen floor, and for a moment the boys forgot about their prized catch.The sound was perplexing and disquieting and struck fear into their hearts.“It’s coming from over there,” Joshua whispered, pointing to a cluster of trees concealing the road.“Where’s the shotgun?”“Oh shit! I left it back there with the bike.”“I’m going to get it.”“No, wait,” Joshua grabbed the sleeve of Matthew’s camo jacket jerking him. “Would you gentlemen Like some drinks? Whisky?” Mr Harper said, breaking the silence. “Oh yes,” came mumbled replies. Liz quickly left and returned with five whiskies. They each took one as she stood to one side. “Your service is rather fine isn't it?” said the Disraeli look alike, as the rest of the gentlemen looked over towards Liz.“Yes she is rather. Feel free do what you like to her, she's mine and currently being punished for poor behaviour,” Mr Harper replied flippantly. Liz gave Mr. " But ... she's not." You already have ... err ... had ... two absolute foxes that are real ... did you ever think all this is a figment of your imagination? Or maybe a dream?" Oh god ... I hope not. Those two are the finest pussy I ever had."As you might have guessed, I screwed the pooch. In case you're not conversant with 1950's slang ... I fucked up royally. It's been ... oh ... three weeks since I been laid ... or even had someone to talk to besides HAL/Ricky.I'm still living in the boat.