‘And I don’t want to forget what I saw Aidan. The sight of you pumping your hard dick…masturbating…what were you thinking I wonder? Was it abo...t Alex? She was just leaving as I came in.’ I pressed against him so his back was leaning against the horse and he had to put his arms back on it for support…right near the tethers, as I’d hoped. Rubbing my hands along his arms slowly, I continued. ‘Or was it about Chloe? Or Mistress? Or… do I even dare to hope…me? Was it Aidan? Was it about me? Because. “Look guys, I’m sorry”, he said. Tim and I looked at each other, I asked Fred, what are you sorry about?Fred took a pretty big hit of the brandy. I think he was buying time to organize his thoughts. “I was mad at you guys because of last weekend” he said. “I took it out on you two today, all I wanted to do is fuck you both raw, hurt you.” But why Fred? I asked. I’m pretty sure Tim and I know what the issue is, but we need to let Fred get it out. “You guys know I’m a gay top, and I really enjoy. I go downstairs and grab my basket of recently washed underwear and socks. I take them back up to my room and dump them on the bed to sort them out. As I go through my underwear and put them in my dresser I come across a pair of white satin panties."Odd, some of mom's clothes must've gotten mixed in with mine." I say puzzled.Thoughts flood my mind as I caress the panties in my hand. I notice how soft they are to the touch and begin to wonder how they feel when they're worn. "I suppose it. Y comensamos a acercar lo que se habia preparado entonces mi suegra me pidio que bajara unos vasos que tiene en la lacena mientras ella se agacho a sacar un bowl para la ensalada. pero se levanto y chocamos inevitablente quedamos juntos y por el moviento la tome por frente del abdomen, y fue cuando dijo, hijo se esto no esta mal pero me gusta tenerte cerca,por favor mantenme junto a ti y en ese momento la presione a mi ella llevo su mano a mi amigo y lo acaricio, pues me exite y se comenso a.