. Baat tb ki h jb mai chota(10-11) tha aur aunty mere ghr k paas rehti thi,unhe bachhe bohot psnd the to vo mujhe apne ghr le jati thi aur mai din bhr...unke sath rehta tha,dopeher me jab vo sone jaati thi tab mujhe bhi apne paas chipka k sula leti thi aur mai chote bacho ki tarah unke boobs se chipak k sota tha,uss tym mai chota tha to kch galat nahi tha mere dimag me aur ye unhe bhi pata tha,Kch salo baad vo dusre ghr me shift ho gayi,aur mai bhi bada ho gaya tha,10th class se maine iss par. Gary Moore had to show up in my head with his flying fast fingers, of course. I heard the screaming rock of Randy Rhoads and how Kurt Cobain was always making fun of something. I was surrounded in the studio by greatness that was forever lost to the world, but would never be forgotten. I was listening and playing all their styles as they were the ones I learned from. All these ghosts were having fun with me in the studio.It was as if my mind cleared all of a sudden, and an original tune came. I spilled a lot of it on the floor, most of it dripping down my chin. She then held my face in her palms and said, “Baby, are you liking it?”I said “So much baby! It’s like your balls have found a new home – my mouth.” She smiled and said, “What about my dick then?”“Your dick’s home is in my pussy darling!” I replied. She then tore her panty off with force and suddenly, her dick fell free on my face. Her dick was pulsating and I could feel it on my soft face. Her dick was uncut, beautifully. Every thing was going to be just fine.-Finals finished up quickly and I went home for the Christmas break. Being in the comforting, familiar surroundings of the family home brought back a feeling of normalcy for me. I spent a lot of time in my room reading or just watching TV or playing video games with my younger brother.It was a little odd though. Even though I was in my same room as I had been since c***dhood, and everyone welcomed me and treated me the same, there was a feeling in my heart.