He knew why Dick was different. Dick was nearly as ruthless, and probably more amoral, than Missus Branch's little boy, Bobby, whoever Missus Branch w...s.'Maybe it's because of our similar backgrounds, ' the General thought.Both came from spirit-crushing poverty as children. Dick Denison grew up in the west Texas oil fields with a mean drunk for a father. Dick never knew his mother, and his father would never talk about her. Dick believed that her bones were buried in some forgotten oil field. "What does that mean?" she asked in an offended tone."Well, it's just that I've talked to Ken, and you guys haven't even kissed. You must really like him a lot." Just because I'm not a slut doesn't mean that I don't like him!" she protested."Whatever," I said, and refused to continue that conversation.The next weekend Ken informed me that he and Helen had a very intense make-out session. At other points in their relationship, I pushed in the same fashion, so in my small way I helped Ken take. I pulled off making out with Leif and rolled him quickly onto his stomach as Paolo kneeled behind us, stroking his cock, watching me reposition myself over Leif's beautiful teen ass. My hard cock now aimed at Leif's perfect mounds. I pushed my cock slowly in-between Leif's cheeks, finding his hole, then slowly but firmly entered the boy. "mmmmmmmmmm..." Leif let out as I buried my cock balls deep into his warm, gripping velvet hole. Then Paolo moved up and pushed deep into my loose, wet ass. I. I knew it would never happen but the scene excited me and I ended up with a hard on that threatened to poke out of the folds of the coat, We walked into the adult movie theater and John must of known the owner because they spoke each others name, shook hands and then the owner asked John if this, meaning me, was his new pleasure boy. "Oh yes", John replied "and so far he is the best one. He loves to be gang banged and I thought that a trip to your theater would be just the thing to satisfy all.