Should we fuck here, he was pointing towards the sofa. Fucking on the sofa is my 2nd choice, I admit a sofa is great to fuck on allowing multiple fuck...ng positions but I always prefer taking it down on the floor. Jim was telling me of his fondness of having fucked boys on the floor affording a lot of room for varied positions and poses surrounded with lots of pillows and cushions to avoid knee blistering; also called rug burns.My mind was feeling like a fuckin’ zombie knowing surely well that I. On the edge of the hot tub was my scotch. It wasn't the cheap stuff; I drink Glen Morangie or Glenfiddich. When I was younger and didn't have much money, I drank the cheap stuff; now that I have some money, I prefer single malt scotch.It really didn't matter how good the scotch was, or how nice and warm the hot tub was, or how much privacy I had with a solid eight foot masonry fence around my back yard. None of that mattered, because I was alone. There are many things which do not live up to. ................Bang a pillow hit her in the head and disrupted her fantasy.“So did you want to come or not Squirt?” he said“Sure” she repliedShe was a little disappointed that it seemed her gift would not be of personal benefit, or at least of personal sexual benefit but she was a good looking girl and would not be likely to have trouble in that area. Besides she was happy to be going to the mall with Greg and it got her out of the house as well. On the way out she saw something that surprised. I told her firmly no and took her arm and then almost pushed her down on the bed. She protested a bit, but, since I was not listening, she turned on her stomach and lay still as if resigning to my wishes. Her frock had gone up until her thin white legs. God, how I wanted to lift up her frock and just ram my dick into her pussy….Controlling myself, I covered her with a blanket, switched off the light and lay down next to her. My erect dick was refusing to deflate and the throbbing due to blood.