But, at the same time, not thinking about all of this left my mind open to more thoughts that I'd been trying to avoid since yesterday.Aaron. I suppos... it was normal for someone my age to let his first kiss consume his every waking thought, and I guess I was no exception. That kiss had been in the back of my mind since it happened. Unfortunately, while the surrounding circumstances allowed me to think about that kiss, they prevented me from doing anything about it. It wasn't that I wanted to do. As we cuddled and held each other, it felt good, and we started talking about the weekend and what had led up to it.There was a lot to talk about. We’d both enjoyed the weekend and the weeks of excitement building up to it, but my question about going down on Sue had opened the floodgates of unresolved emotions Sue was feeling. She admitted that she knew something was off, but had been surprised herself by the outpouring of emotions. We’d gone through the whole intense weekend with barely a. She wasn’t shocked to find out that he was hard. No man could have done what he did to her without getting a hard-on. The fingers of one of her hands attempted to surround Pops’ surprisingly long and thick muscular manhood. Katie had never given a man a ‘hand-job’ before. She silently asked herself, “How hard could it be? Don’t you just grab on and pump? But, do you pump slowly or do you pump fast? Should I ask Pops? No, he’ll think I’m just a child. I’ll just teach myself!” . He was about 35 and he was really cute. And also long and lean and he liked me just as much as I liked him when we got close enough to check each other out. He put his hand between my legs first and then I did the same to him. My dick was rock hard and his was halfway there. These were the only words we exchanged until we said goodbye when we were finished: "I know what you want so get down on your knees and do it." Down I went as he pulled his pants and boxers down to his ankles. And his.