Perhaps she might welcome it; who knew - only one way to find out! Crazy thinking like that. Then he got and up followed his nose, or rather his nozzl..., to his mother's bedroom. He could see by the light that she was still up, well so was he, in more ways than one.He knocked. Rita heard the tapping and glanced at the clock. "Come in Johnny, but it's past your bed time . . ." She pulled the sheet over her for propriety, though she wasn't usually this shy around her son. She wondered why she had. They went to him and formed an unbreakable ring of hard bodies. Dannycould only stand there wearing an expression of terror.The quarterback said, "So you like looking at us while we're in thelocker room, sissy boy. And putting it on the web for your queerboyfriends. Maybe you'll feel different after we pound on you for abouta half hour."One of the girls said, "That's something we'd like to see, too. But it'dbe over in thirty minutes. And he'd recover in a week. Or two. There'ssomething. The lust that he created. Her mouth hung open ever so slightly and little gasps and moans came out of it as she looked into his eyes. He pulled her hips harshly against his stomach and was rewarded with a loud, sensuous sigh as he began grinding his swelling jeans against her crotch. Her body was slouched in the chair now, her neck against the back of the chair and her midsection against Miles, her legs hanging off either side of him, her eyes closed as she gyrated back into him, her lips still. About 2 1/2 months into fucking Angie she told me about Erika’s 17th birthday the coming Friday. All I had to bring was the booze.Angie said to plan for sleepover - I’m like HELL YEAH!!! I got there and it was only us three. Their mom and dad had a family party earlier that week.I’d sprung for some peppermint schnapps, Erika’s favorite. She wanted to drink it then but I had extra and told her this bottle was her birthday present. We proceeded to get tore up and moved it outside where we were.