"Most people just don't like hearing their voices on a recording. But you get used to it. Continue doing it. As I said, you have a nice voice, and I'm...one to know."I thanked Roy, and Toby came up to me. "I think I got the part nailed now. I was a bit shaky at the instrumental part." Don't worry, Toby," I assured the trumpet player. "You're doing really fine. We're not recording for the radio!"Toby grinned. "Patty and I have a date next Saturday."I smiled. "That's great. She's a really nice. My other hand slips down to gently massage his balls to elicit a low moan from him. He moves his head to kiss my neck, which I find I really don’t mind at all.He trails his hands down my front and pulls me out of my tight pants. Then his mouth follows, kissing along my sternum. As he moves, he shifts back in his seat to where I can’t jerk him off.“Grant,” I warn. “What are you—”He licks a stripe from base to tip of my length, and I moan.A real, actual, sincere moan.What in the name of fuck is. " I replied."So Alice ready for mommy?" asked Erica."I...I don't know. I'm kinda scared," I said."Aw, but mommy is nice. I like her. Come on. Stand up please?" askedErica.Slowly I got out of the bed. I had to adjust the hospital gown so therewere no wrinkles."hey! It's pink, I like pink!" said Erica.I couldn't help but blush, I didn't know why I blushed I just did. Ihad to suspect that I subconsciously liked looking good, especially infront of my little sister."are you still scared?" asked. I waiteduntil mid week and called Erica and she seemed excited that I had calledher back, and I was also excited to see her again. She gave me directionsto her place, told me she would meet me at the 7-11 at the corner andthen take me over to her house. She lived in a basement apartment belowher sister's house.On Saturday morning, I was anxious to meet Erica. I dressed in bluejeans, t-shirt, sneakers and a baseball hat and drove the 15 miles to the7-11. I was there for 5 minutes when Erica came.