She was staying in a house on the lake about a half mile up and around the bend. She suggested I come up, bring the fish and she’ll supply the win.... That way we wouldn’t have to be total strangers any more. I took the hint and said I didn’t have a better offer and asked how to get there. She said it was on the opposite side of the lake and the easiest way would be for me to go with her in the canoe, and that she was tired of paddling anyway. I looked down at my clothes, I was. Afterwards I felt disgusted with myself .... but that feeling didn't last long and very soon I was fantasising about doing it again. Over a few months I met some other guys, it was usually a car meet with a bit of sucking but mainly wanking each other off. Then one day I met an older guy who took me back to his house. He was married but she was away visiting family, so it was safe. Hid name was Dave and it was a lovely house. He took me to a bedroom and we stripped off and got on the large. ” Then took a step back and extended his hand. I shook it and hugged him again. He picked up my suitcase and put it in his trunk. He opened my door and walked over to the driver’s side. We drove for a while, our conversation filled with the awe of meeting in person. He made little flirtatious comments about the way I looked. When we got to his apartment, he rolled my suitcase to the door. “What a gentleman.” I remarked. He turned around with his key in his hand and said, “And what a beauty.” I. It was just as he was pushing the door open that he heard a low voice moaning, "Oh, yeahhhhh, stud, suck that hole."Harry froze in the doorway for a moment. It was only long enough for taking a mental snapshot of the scene, but that one "photo" was enough to send him charging toward the bed. His thirteen-year-old son was laying on the bed, his legs in the air, and some naked man was kneeling in front of him, sucking and licking on the boy's asshole. But not for long! Harry grabbed him by the.