I indicated that I would stay if for no other reason that wanting to see what would eventually happen. My cock was rising as I told him I would stay. ...er dad moved his hand from her breast and slid it up her leg. She noticeably widened her thighs and he pushed his fingers into her crutch. She gasped as he did that. As I stood and watched her dad fingering her, she said to me and Uncle Doug, “Play with your cocks – I want to see that”. Then, as we did as she asked, she added, “That’s good boys ”. He climbed onto the bed straddling my legs and took a hold of my cock.Grant whispers softly, “You still okay with this.”I responded with my voice cracking, “Yes.”His hand reached up and grabbed my cock, while the other reached under my ass. He in one swift move, pulled my purple head to his mouth, which he engulfed. I yelped and moaned very loudly from the incredulous surge of pleasure. He slurped and gurgled as he went to work quickly on my tool. The sounds he was making was turning me on even. Too many pervy girls. Combined with the long walk home, I know I’m rank. But Dexter is here. Mom’s latest boyfriend, the one who “helps” us. Translation is that he gives Mom gifts.I go into the family room and they are there on the sofa sitting close. Dexter’s hand is on Mom’s thigh-high up and they both are smiling. I’m in my school uniform, plaid skirt falling nearly to the knee and white blouse with sweat and food stains on it. It hides the real me. Narrow ass. Full breasts. Skinny. 'What the fuck?' Quinlan's eyes widened as the urges inside him grew. He rolled his eyes at himself. 'How late did we stay up last night? I'm going crazy.' Quinlan placed his hand on Bryce's shoulder to wake him. As his fingers brushed Bryce's skin, Quinlan couldn't help but notice how soft he felt. Quinlan's heart skipped a beat, causing his worry to grow. 'What's wrong with me? Why does his skin feel so soft? Has he always felt like this?' Quinlan felt disgusted with himself for even thinking.