"If you've no objection your step-mother can stay," Inge said, "I know you're a big boy but no doubt she's seen it often enough before," and with that...she locked the door and returned to my bedside. "Take off your pyjama bottoms," she commanded, and then sat at my hip to work on my pubic hair with a pair of scissors. I did what I could to maintain decorum but my penis was soon erect. I must have looked sheepish for she said, "Don't worry about it, it's not the first time I've excited a handsome. Jen would sure appreciate it. So I quickly dressed into something comfortable and left for the nearby supermarket.Walking through the aisles I picked up a few things for a nice breakfast and then went to the cash register. „Fuck“, I thought, „old lady with a truckload of stuff, that'll take like forever“. Since at this early hour only one cash register was open I got in line anyway and angrily thought to myself „come on old shrew, step aside and let me skip the line. I've only got five items. I just sat there smiling, and then I felt Keith move his hand to my shoulder to guide me to lean down to his cock. I didn’t resist his efforts, and my mouth was soon right at the big head of his precum-covered cock. I tentatively stuck out my tongue to taste him, and then I felt his hands on my head pushing me onto his thick meat. I had to fully open my mouth to take in his cock, and I was soon sucking on him. I just loved the taste of his cock and cum and the texture of his cock head in my. She was just jealous because she was a lonely old woman. But of course my mother was right about the ‘he’s just using you’-part and the ‘he’s a teenager boy, just one thought on his mind’, because after finally saying yes to his heated ‘I need you’ and ‘I want you’ pleas, he laughed at me and made sure the whole school knew that I was a cold fish. He’d then gone on to ruin several other lives as well, whilst I cried myself to sleep not really helped by my mother’s repeated, cold ‘I told you.