A girl, about the same age, was behind him with a small box filled with music Cd's. He saw me and said without pausing in his step, "Your mom is upsta...rs. Tell her this is how dad wanted it huh?"I felt like hitting that cold emotionless look from his face - instead I strode into the house and up the stairs to the room where I had last seen mother getting her ass fucked. As I walked slowly down the long hallway, I could not help noticing that the solid wooden door was open just as it had been. I now feel hands rubbing my inner thighs, then the hands reach up and take a firm grasp of my balls and give a firm tug, pulling and stretching my sack, then briefly the same hands grab my cock and stroke for a minute or so. I have leaned as far forward as I can to allow these hands to give me relief. Then the hand slide up and each one grabs my hips, then I feel the cock pressing between my cheeks then against my ass. It rubs up and down against my anus, loosening my tight hole. This continues. I knowI'm a freak-- a 17-year-old gay drag queen with a fetish for middle agedchubby guys with receding hairlines. But it's what gets me off. And ifthey have body hair, I'm in heaven. Maybe it's because my Dad died when Iwas two, I honestly don't know. I like what I like.I giggle for them, and laugh and flirt nervously. The whole time my heartis pounding with excitement as I think what my Mother or grandparentswould say if they could see their perfect Gary now.When I'm lucky, it usually isn't. He lapped at each cunt lip, twisted his tongue about her swollen clit, then plunged it into her pussy as deep as he could, his mouth wide and pressing at her cunt lips. Laura squealed in ecstasy and shoved her cunt into her son's face, grinding her ass about. She clawed at the sheets of the bed, gasping in pleasure as he began to tongue-fuck her. He held her hips and caressed her shaking thighs, his hands going from the outside to the inner surfaces, where she was most sensitive, and his tongue.