. Then by all means, read on, step inside!It guess it started early, with my mom not giving a shit what I was up to, giving me the freedom to run wild...at an early age. I never knew my dad, my mom having me when she was just 16 and my dad 16. I guess he was'nt ready for a child, I can't say I blame him. I went to my first pub when I was 16, wearing too much makeup an too little clothes, making the bouncer see past my age and more on my boobs. When I turned 18, I was an experienced maneater,. At this point I was salivating because their cocks were rock hard. I submissively asked both stallions to forcefeed them to me, which they did while calling me names like "faggot" and "micropenis" I reveled it in it. I also made sure to thoroughly lick each of their sensual balls, which I have to say were both bigger than my inch long cock (even out of chastity). I've never been more turned on. My gf has a strict "no hands" policy when I'm warming up other men for her but I could barely get. My jeans are so tight, and my erection threatens to burst through the stiff denim.I gentle glide my fingertips along your spin, you quiver and moan. I feel your shoulders rise to my touch. I cut the two shoulder straps of your bra, allowing me to pull the tattered garment free, releasing your big, firm...breasts. Your engorged nipples spring to life, as I slide my hands around your torso to cup these delightful orbs. My loins are pressing hard against your encased bottom. My big cock is. Mike sucked it all down and positioned himself on his side next to me, lightly stroking my hair. All I could manage to do was look back up at him and smileAfter a few seconds of bliss I quickly turned over to Mike. "Do you want me to do you now?" I asked, but he just shook his head and kept stroking my hair."Don't worry about that Timmy. You've done pretty well tonight." Mike reached over to the coffee table for his cigarettes and lit one up. He took a long drag and then exhaled at the ceiling.