He reached out to me with one grimey,greasy hand and tweaked at my pink boy-nipple.Growling,he twisted it making me yelp."Yeah,fuckin' love those lil'...pinky boy-tits."Standing so close to him,legs trembling I got a great whiff of his greasy sweaty smooth body.Lifting up one arm he sneered at me,"Can tell you love me stinky pits,don't'chya,k**? Well,you's gonna start me off by getting yer lil' tongue in there and lick me man-sweat off,DO IT" Oh,hell,this was bliss.Standing on tip-toe I sunk my. The lot of them wouldn't know what to do with them if they had them. When you're ready, come on over to the house. We'll eat about one. You can all play outside and visit before we eat."The Wilson's left and the girls all began talking about taking a shower. I suggested that we should just walk back to the rec center and shower there. We did that, with all of us washing our hair, getting chlorine off us and out of our hair. Back at the house, everyone was combing out their hair and getting it. Do I feed him breakfast, or should we start changing his diet as well? I'm sure you saw the report that we had to order new clothes for the guest since his recent weight loss. I suspect our control on what he eats is significantly stronger than what he was used to on his own."It must have been getting pulled out of bed early, but George was about to bring up the doctor reports hinting the healed minor tissue damage from small cigarette sized burns and bruising consistent with prolonged beatings. Now, with some young studs, I suppose they would immediately get a raging hard on and whisk both women off to bed, but I had just finished a long evening of partying, followed by a rousing sexual bout with my wife, and frankly, I was drained. But even so, I felt a stirring in my loins, and my cock had started to come to life at the possibilities. I got up and went to my wife and took her in my arms and gave her a kiss and a hug. Then, still holding her, I motioned for Margaret to join us, and.