It was Ed Lewis with his pals Nigel Finch and Malcolm Dowel. They were all advertising executives and as such spent most of their time living the easy...life as they toiled for inspiration dreaming up TV adverts to sell soap flakes and corn flakes.They had sort of made the Eden Club a get-away from work and wives and shared a permanent cabin from which they came and went in their company cars. The cost was peanuts for them and they always kept the staff sweet with generous service tips. For them. Surely it was something I would hate, something that would give him pleasure and cause me distress, something I could never share with anyone else and that I hope no one would ever find out&hellip, Mom came upstairs to let me know that we would be leaving in 10 minutes. I just took one last look at myself in the mirror for no particular reason other than pure habit, then left the room and went downstairs. We drove to Dr. Carters house, it was in a really nice neighborhood, probably all doctors. I want you to feel this, bro. Everything’s fine.” And with that, he took John’s twitching boy dick into his mouth. William concentrated on the task at hand. John's dick felt like a slightly chubbier finger in his mouth. It didn’t taste particularly like anything, except for maybe a hint of saltiness. The texture of John’s dick was entirely new in his mouth, his tongue explored the younger boy’s entire shaft, from the root, to the curves of his foreskin-covered glans. He tried jabbing his. ”“Elena-”“No,” I cut him off, “I spent my teen years hiding myself from Yavara because I was too afraid to just tell her the truth. I wasted those years sitting in stasis, never moving until the opportunity passed me by. A week ago, I saw someone full of strength and life die in an instant. One second, then the next. That’s all it was.”Zander blew a slow cloud from his lips. “Maybe you’re right.”“Don’t give me this ‘maybe’ bullshit,” I said, punching Zander in the shoulder, “if you don’t get.