Lee glanced up at the red and green reflections in the polished brass pictureframe on the wall. In it, the owner, Strollo, had put his son's Purple He...rton display. The gangster smirked; the boy had gone to Tunisia and all he hadto show for his heroics was a badge on his chest and a wheelchair under hisass. Scarp had spent the war years in combat, too, but he'd waged his warright here in Kansas City. The war "over there" had been for saps and thePurple Heart was a laugh anyway. It only meant. Ann never understood how this worked. She could never get the balance of slutty and poised just right. As she sat alone looking at her drink, James stepped into view. “You look too pretty to be by yourself.” She looked up, smiled and said, “Yeah, it happens sometimes, but I'm not alone now.” She said a silent ‘thank you’ for the girls ditching her this time. He was so her type. They briefly talked about what they did for a living, more small talk and soon they found it was time to go. Ann. “We can suffer together while our brother’s dick stays rock hard. He’s a jerk that way.”Clint laughed, and I gave him a light punch on the arm. That only made him smile more.“Ladies, back seat. All crowded together, shivering, brewing up a delight for me to feast on when we get home.” He licked his lips. “I am looking forward to a little dessert before lunch.”“Yes, Mommy’s brewing up just the yummiest treat for her big boy.”The drive home was excruciating. Even Aunt Cheryl squirmed, her face. I slapped his ass again and spit on his asshole. both were so excited, slowly i started inserting my dick, it went little bit inside, i tried again but it dint go further, as my dick was larger it was not going inside his small asshole,Then i applied some lotion to my dick over the condom and applied to his asshole as well, then again i tried… ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh it went inside slowly…. slowly… slowly… ammmm succeeded.. first time. im fucking a guy in my life, my dick is entered.