Daddy’d patted him on the head and told him he was a good son and how proud he was of him. Best day of my life, Blanket told us. I’ll never forget...how his hand felt. Strong but kind. Tender even.When it was my turn, I paused, thinking back. The story that stuck out in my mind was when Mustache took me upstairs to my tiny little room. All I had was a mattress and a trunk filled with everything I’d ever owned. Mustache greased me up with Crisco while I was down on my hands and knees. His cock was. As soon as the film started my dick continued to harden even more, making my trousers really uncomfortable. Thinking that everyone was looking at me, I straightened my legs out and placed my hands over my dick and squeezed away hoping that no one was watching me. Who was I k**ding? Naive or what? We were all in there to watch porn, get horny and wank and that was what everybody was doing. I continued moving my hand over my trousers and caught out the corner of my eye the guy next to me moving.. Is your grandpa not staying here?” I asked my friend, “he’s on a fishing trip for a few weeks, that’s why we have to do all this choir bullshit”.I didn’t care, a small price to pay for a lovely vacation. After breakfast we decided to rent a couple of bikes from the store down the road and go out for a cruise around the beach town we were staying in, my friend immediately cat calling any girl that would turn around, we got bored of riding around and decided to call into a local bar he insisted. “Relax Ben. This is Graham Sandwell. Mary has told me all about your games today, both on and off the course. I understand she has told you all about us and what she wants to do.” “Oh” responded Ben. “I have to say, Graham that Mary is a wonderful woman and when she suggested that I help her out I wouldn’t be sane in the head to refuse but she obviously loves you which is why I suggested she tells you everything.” “I appreciate that Ben. I think Mary told you that this paralysis could go away.