'boxers too' again i took them off immediatly, my boxers were a little wet, i had already pre cumed just by touching his cock, i couldnt belive it.. B...n started laughing 'haha i knew you was gay, your too pretty to be straight, look at his cock David his pre cumming already haha'.. 'you wna suck cock dont you, cocksucker' 'yes i doo' i replied i really wanted too and i did not know why.i was straight on my knees, david came next to me still with his cock out and a lil pee still dribbling on tip. He and I were ejected from the theater and told not to come back for a month. It was small consolation for me that I'd gotten much the better of him in the fight, since that meant I'd miss out on the next four matinee's at the Bijou. By the time I got home from the matinee, my father had somehow already learned that I'd been fighting with my cousin."Yutch, what the hell were you thinking? You don't think your Uncle Donald and I already have enough problems without you two dimwits locking horns?. As we pulled into the garage at home, she'd wait for me to scurry round and open her door, then she'd lean back and reach for her handbag that she'd placed on the floor, her legs would be wide apart and I'd see what sexy little panties she'd worn for me on that particular day.My favourites were the tiny little g-strings that were so small they hid nothing at all of her beautiful hairless lips, instead nestled in between them absorbing the moisture that had seeped into them throughout the. "Here you are," Al says and chucks the pot of Vaseline on the bed."Ooh look," Sandra says as she flips the top off and hands it to Lionel, "Go on then," she says."No!" Lionel says."Take it dry then," I says."No no," he says and he starts sticking his fingers in the pot and smearing it around the strap on's cock."Ready?" Sandra says."No!" Lionel says."Fancy a beer?" Al says, "I can't watch." No," I agreed, "Beer sounds good, Flying Horse?" No, cool box in the van," he said.We went down and there.