Bret had never been tested for a belt as such. Luckily Mike Miyagi was present and had his sensei credentials. With a local dojo supplying the forms, ...ike filled out the certificate for Bret's black belt. After that minor hiccup, the tournament proceeded. In Bret's fourth match, he fought a fighter, David Fong, who was his equal. After three rounds, the score was tied. Two judges had David Fong with nine points and Bret with eight points. The other two judges had Bret with nine points and David. ..the secret was kept.But Lon's new intervention in their private relationship was now opening the secrets up!And what was worse--Lon punishing Kearney, Kearney being force-fucked and sucked by Lon...or the blossoming relationship with Geneva and Lon?Several years ago, Geneva had told Kearney that she no longer had the "energy" to make love to him--blamed it on the illness.But now, often after Kearney was weeping after a good thrashing, or rubbing his nipples after Lon had knocked mousetraps. I grabbed his hand and we snuck back down to my room and inside, leaving the light off so that my parents, if they even thought to glance toward the keyhole, would assume that I was asleep.We knelt by the peephole, as I thought of it, shoulder to shoulder, taking turns looking through the keyhole. There was nothing to see at first, as Mom and Dad wandered around, hanging up clothing and doing their bathroom stuff. Suddenly I heard Grandpa Dave inhale sharply and I felt his body move forward as. After about 20 minutes you put your hand over mine just as my thumb presses into the skin at the base of your cock, and my fingers tickle your sack. You hold me still for a few beats as I look over and watch you catching your breath. You slowly rub my shoulders and then look over at me. You intertwine your fingers with mine and move my hand over your dick. Slow stroking, showing me just how you like it, where to squeeze, where to twist. Mouths open as we both pant a bit, you much more than I..