Henry and the other three boys have tried to get him involved in sports like they are, but he's not interested."When I saw Duane again I was shocked. ...e had lost much more weight."Duane, how are you." I embraced him. I stroked his cheek. "You know, you should eat more. You are wasting away." Yes, Grandma," he nodded patiently, "I'll make sure I eat more." Duane? I asked. "Your father said you took an overdose. Surely it was an accident?" No Grandma, it was not. I wanted to kill myself but I was. Actualy, there was nothing left up in the tree except for a rope tied around a single branch.We told mama that we wanted to build a new treehouse and she gave us her blessing, knowing it would keep us out of trouble and busy for several weeks at least. Neither one of us were great builders, but we were both smart enough to get help when we knew we were over our heads. So we went to the man who always came through ... Mr. Owens.He came over and looked at the tree and then at our back yard and. Gary now had Peter's thick cock rubbing alongside his both foreskins now exposing their cock domes. Peter waved me over and I just couldnt resist. I rubbed my cock all over theirs then Peter said there are too many clothes here lets get naked, so we did. It felt so comfortable and a very horny atmosphere. I rubbed both of them then dropped to my kness and took |Peter into my mouth. I tasted precum and sucked deeply back to my throat. He grunted and said to Gary your right he can suck alright.. Mistress was fucking his mouth, shoving it in. forcing him to take it deep. He was gasping for breath but Mistress would have none of it and then suddenly she let go of him. He saw she was holding a giant ball gag in her hand. It was pink in color. Pink had almost become synonymous with Mistress. She clasped his nostrils which blocked his breathing and he had to open his mouth for air. No sooner he opened the mouth; Mistress shoved the ball gag in his mouth. It had leather straps which went.