Then he leans down and put his hands under my arms and lifts gently, an indication for me to stand up. I do. He looks into my eyes and then sees the d...ip on my chin. "You missed a bit here," and he scoops it up with his index finger and puts it in my mouth. I suck his finger and he groans. He pops his finger out of my mouth. "Now you're my good boy. My good cocksucking boy. And I'm your man." I smile and nod. My dick is against his thigh and makes a wet streak of precum. Matt says, "Now, I have. He only wanted a small service at the funeral parlor for the family. Since he once said to me that you were a close friend I thought I would tell you that the service is tomorrow at ten.”“Are you going to tell any other friends or just limit the service to the family?”“Just the family.”“Well I think there are some people that should be notified. Can you bring Tom’s telephone book and give it to me tomorrow? I will contact some of the people who I think would want to know of Tom’s passing.”After. He seemed suddenly aware of the sprinkling of people around him. His eyes rested on Graham briefly and the dark orbs widened at Graham’s blue uniform. It was an all too familiar reaction and Graham looked coolly back until the youth turned away. Graham sighed. The teenager’s reaction depressed him further. The teen was Graham’s present, another adolescent, lean and hungry, stalking the dark winter streets, always wary of a passing cruiser, always shy of the law. They shared another look and. Several of the men in the audience had become aroused and made no effort to hide the fact that they were jerking off too. Alex slow walked her hands up my thighs but spun around before reaching my waiting cock to give me a view of her ass and the crowd a view of her front. By this point, my dick was at full length and the whipped cream barely covered it at all. Alex moved herself back with both hands on my knees, and her ass lightly grazing my aching cock. Being on display in this way was so.