You are hungry for him now. You begin to suck him in earnest, letting go of all your inhibitions. And at this very moment, you don't care whether you ...re straight, or gay. You don't care who finds out about this. You don't give a fuck about anything.All you want is his cock. You want to lick, taste, suck and service his cock. Something inside you... a deep dark forbidden desire laying dormant in you has been unlocked. And you are out of your mind with lust. The blowjob becomes hotter, and. " He said. I wondered how much trouble I would get into for skipping school but by this piont I didn't care, my panties were already getting wet! We arrived at his place and he led me by the hand to his room. There were band posters everywhere and a electric guitar laying on the bed. He moved it, came back over to me and started kissing me again. He backed me up onto his bed, landing with a bounce on my back. He stopped for a second to say "I'll touch yours if you touch mine." With that and a. Still shaking I tasted myself on my fingers. Tasting myself always makes me feel so nasty and I love it. I finally got out of bed and started to stretch. I reached for the ceiling and held my arms up for about a minute. This gave me a clear view of my naked self in the mirror and it made me wonder what people would think if I walked into the hotel lobby the way I was.Instead of doing that I walked over to my suitcase and found one of my favorite black bathing suits (the one I’m wearing in one. " Sir Bertram Bowers Bart. That's a wonderful name." I've always liked it too. There were quite a number of Bertrams over the years actually." Are we going to call our son that?" It'd be rather fun and Dad would be thrilled but would it be fair on the boy in this day and age? He'd be known as Bert." Or Bertie." A bit PG Wodehousey." Nonsense. George VI was called Bertie." Hmm."There was a knock at the door. They looked at each other in puzzlement."Come in," called Mark as they both sat up.A.