Yren looked at the man on the horse and all of the pieces suddenly clicked. Long suppressed memories surged through him. The man on the roan was older... his brown hair had turned gray and receded. His face was fuller, and the man had added a chin or two. Yren did know him, however. He remembered him – and his body turned cold.Dark rooms. Touching hands. Demands. He remembered being there with others. Little girls. Little boys. Naked. His clothes ripped from his body. Clothes ripped from other. . just as suddenly as it had been there, and was now gone, he distinctly heard Kris's thoughts clearly being received by him again without warning, and again without any of the previous familiar signs that they would be. They were suddenly just there as he heard her immediate thoughts."What I'd really like to do at the moment, is fuck you ... right here and now, right on top of this very desk, and to hell with dinner for that matter, I'd prefer at the moment just to eat you!"She finally let go. He ordered me to jerk off. I quickly grabbed my six inch, rock hard, piss soaked cock and stroked it like never before. As I masturbated, Josh moved over me and offered his dick to my mouth. I opened and took him in again. He was still quite hard. He put his hands on the back of my head and started to face fuck me. I reached around him with my left hand and caressed his ass checks and then moved to his asshole. I inserted a moistened finger to massage his prostate. That set him off and my mouth. A 52′ big screen TV dominated one wall, and another was covered in pictures of Kasey in his baseball days, his family and his friends. Kasey told me to make myself at home, that he was going to run and get a shower. I nodded and asked him if I could put my things in his room, he said of course. I made my way back to his bedroom and then placed my bag down on the floor by the end of his bed. I then made my way back to his living room. After he was done showering, Kasey came out, and made us.