The Happy Ending Massage Parlor wasn’t far away and owned and operated by Dimitri’s Asian wife. I told Dimitri I was doing fine as an independent ...lthough in summer when business was slow, I stripped at his club to lure more clients. In the back of the bookstore, there was an adult film studio where I did some modeling and appeared in several of their videos.Anyway, Dimitri’s son, Sergei, was the technician and sometimes actor at the film studio. He was a genius with computers, and we got along. I think my best friend, John, put it best. "Haven't you noticed how cute your sister is? And your mom is a real hotty, too. If I were you, I would set up a way to get a look at them in the shower. Just think about that pussy you could be watching."What can I say? We were teenage boys and any female was fair game.Okay, so I didn't have to be told twice. I was obsessed after that suggestion from John, and in a very short time I had rigged up a way to pop the screen out of my bedroom window and. Since I had not cum yet I began masturbating to the video. Without saying anything he began sucking my cock and jerking me off into his mouth. I didn't last long and told him I was going to shoot. He kept sucking and stroking so I let loose what felt like a gallon of hot cum. He said it was a lot and I know it was.As soon as he stood up he unzipped his pants and took out his cock again, which was rock hard. He jerked it slowly watching the video and said he would cum shortly. It was. I never really knew whether Steve or Sarah knew about it or not; sometimes I think they suspected, but they never really made their suspicions known. It was all harmless enough. And then you split from Steve.He'd been fucking around behind your back; an old friend he'd hooked up with again after so many years. You were on the rebound, out for revenge and suddendly things started to liven up. I was there for you; a shoulder to cry on, a friendly ear; that's how it started, but soon things got.