I went in and continued my work arranging things for them. Aunty Rita almost ran into me inside the bedroom door and we smiled and I said sorry.She he...d me by my strong shoulders and said, it’s ok, dear, you are a big boy now. Only then I noticed how beautiful she was and a full body and bums and in her sleeveless top she was a young boy’s dream woman. I smiled at her and said if you need anything let me know. She said yes definitely you are my boy I will need you soon. I didn’t think anything. "Yeah, I'm fine Dr. B," I rubbed my arms. I had goosebumps. I guess Dr. Benson noticed, because he turned down the air conditioning in his car, "Thanks." "You're welcome, and please, call me Carter." "Don't you think that's a little unprofessional?" He laughed. I frowned. "I'm sorry, but don't you think we're a little past that?" He was smiling, but he seemed really tense, as if asking himself why I was in the car. I stared a bit longer as he refocused on the road. When I caught myself I looked. I figured she was either: a.) prude, or b.) not into me, so I decided then and there that I would not be calling her back for a second date. No hard feelings, but it just didn’t seem like a good use of time, especially since I was only ‘mildly’ attracted to her. It was probably 10:30 at night when I got home, so I hopped on AOL. I usually looked at local members’ profiles who were online at the time and send IM’s, but this time I went into a public chatroom for singles in my town and boldly. Hearing him say it forced me to accept this reality. He began moving my head up and down pretty forcefully on his stiff member. He was getting more dominant with me and I just accepted it. I thought of nothing, just bobbed my head up and down, and each of the things he said to me became true. He would hold my head all the way down on his cock while he degraded me saying things like "You're mine now, boy." or "I bet you're friends don't know you're so hot for cock." no longer whispering, I just.