Bailey had spent every night with Gabriel since he had arrived. This morning, Bailey and April drove home in their Oldsmobile. They said he would be o... his way a little later.By late afternoon, all of the family had arrived. The crowd outdoors had grown and was playing horseshoes or on their guitars. Someone on TV was giving out six-legged turkeys to football players. There was a murmur of excitement when Gabriel's Lexus pulled on to the property and parked in the long row of cars in the front. "He laughed and I felt something wet and cold against my ass followed alittle later by a steady pressure against my asshole as he rested hishands on my buttocks. The pressure increased as he pressed his dickagainst me, one of his hands left my buttock and I could feel it by myasshole."Act like a slut," he whispered."Please master sir, that feels so good, please stick it in some more sir."The pressure increased and I could feel his dick starting to enter me. Ifelt sharp, tearing like pains as. And don’t worry, Brian, it’s not a life-threatening problem. It’s just one of those things that only my big brother seems to be able to fix”.Well, while I enjoyed the compliment, the idea that I wasn’t going to worry was a pipe-dream! I mean, how often does someone you haven’t seen for over half your life call in the middle of the night to extend an invitation to holiday at their place? For me, the total count was . . . zero.The next morning I put in for an emergency leave of absence starting. On Saturday, Kayla had to work late. I got to the drug store at about seven forty-five and waited for her, wandering up and down the aisles while she finished up with her duties and punched out. Finally, at a few minutes after eight o'clock, she came skipping out of the back room. She ran up and jumped up into my arms and gave me a big, sloppy kiss on the cheek."Come on, boyfriend, take me away from here," she giggled. She hopped down and practically dragged me out the door.When we got in my.