Someone had drawn a moustache on it. Stephen wasn’t sure what surprised him more: that someone had dared to do that or that it hadn’t been taken d...wn.He headed on through the building, along corridors lit by only bare light bulbs. Peeling paper and dingy paint told of years of neglect. He turned a corner and followed a narrow staircase down.Opening the old dark brown door at the bottom, he went in.“Hi! Great!” A shout of welcome greeted him from one of the group of twenty or so men inside the. It was pretty much pitch black in the room. I could see Tim moving his hand under his sheets. Maybe he was thinking of his Aunt in that way now. My heart was racing. My cock was making my boxer briefs tighter.Tim had given up playing with himself or he came in his hand quickly. I was still looking up at the ceiling thinking of his Aunt and Mom…… A half hour passed before I heard it … “8……9……10….11….12…. GO GO GO …..13…..Wow!” said all these voices downstairs. There was a long pause a. . just horny as hell," Terry said weakly."Horny? You never act this way when you're just horny, Terry. Usually you have my pants off and your cock out long before now when you're that horny!" Shut up and spread your legs, baby!" Terry growled playfully, trying desperately to forget that his mother was hiding in the closet and peeping out through a crack in the door."That's more like it, stud. That's the Terry I know and love!" Wendy laughed, falling on her back on the bed and throwing her legs. .. Jason sighed as he turned his computer off. It had been a long day, and his paper for Sociology class was not coming along as planned. He was just about to lay down when he decided that he wanted something to drink. After all, he had been working for hours without end. So he quickly left his room and headed down stairs. When he got to the living room, which he had to cut through to get to the kitchen, he paused. His sister was laying on the couch in her big comforter, sleeping peacefully..