?What would you do if I released you, slave??His posture changed, moving slightly, defensively, and his expression became once again hard and neutral.... This was where he should bend, he knew, tell her he’d do whatever she told him to, acknowledge what she claimed. That he was a slave. But he couldn’t. It felt wrong, so wrong deep inside him, like every part of his body was objecting, was rising up to say No!?I’d kill you.? Not the smartest thing to say, obviously, especially when your. Mine was about 7" and Alan's slightly shorter but quite thick. The older man had a very small cock no more than 4-5" and, whilst we two had a good hard on, his was only semi hard, and we just stood there wondering what to do next. The older man started things off by grabbing Alan's cock and Alan grabbed hold of mine. That left me to play with the semi hard one of our host. We all played with each other for a while wanking away, pulling back foreskins and playing with balls. After a bit, the. “This is what I've been waiting for teen boy juice and wait till he blows his load."J.W panted as his hand moved back and forth with some of his brother’s pre cum that was leaking like a tap and soon the boys would be spitting out the good oil out of their slits. Each boy in the lover’s room now parted and found someone to suck off with as most boys that could shoot wanted to cum in someone's mouth and there were plenty of boys that wanted to be the receivers of that boy juice. Tommy and. "What! That's crazy. How can he?" I asked her. "He calls it my poy belly. It really hurts my feelings." "I can imagine. It's pretty thoughtless." "He..." she started speak and lapsed into a brief silence. "We haven't...you know...had...uhm, sex for some time. Not since I really began to show." I sat there in silent shock at what this beautiful woman was telling me and could not comprehend the reasons behind such an act. Then I saw a tear seeping from her eye and tracing a slow path down her.