Despite himself, the boy’s cock became bloated under my ministrations, his teenaged nuts tightening expectantly. ?That’s right, faggot, you like m... stroking that cock for you, don’t you? You like being treated like the sexy little bitch boy you are.?While working the punk’s teen cock in my leathered fist, I fished my own fat nine inches of uncut wood out of my charcoal Armani dress slacks, fisting it in rhythm to the handjob I was giving the kid. ?Yeah,? I told him, holding the cigar between my. ”“I don’t want to go back.”“Well don’t, move in with me instead.”I downed my drink in one and thought about it.“You’ve asked me that before.”“I meant it, I still mean it.”“Honestly?”“Cross my heart, I’ve never wanted anything so much.”I picked up my glass and walked to the bar feeling his eyes on me all the time.Jesus he had an effect on me all right, I knew I was getting wet just from sitting next to him and my nipples felt like pebbles under my tee shirt.“Hi Katie” the barmaid said with a. I hoped to find an acceptable host.’“A host for what?”The purplish-black goo bulges and begins to stretch out tentatively toward the outstretched hand. ‘To live. To survive. To bring you what you desire the most.’“I just want to go home,” Sarah says weakly. Tears begin to well up in her eyes even though she doesn’t think she can cry any more than she already has.The Synth suddenly retreats back into a pool. The abrupt retraction from the alien confuses Sarah for a moment. And then, just as. I sat next to Tracy and we chatted to the group mainly about sports."We should organise an office bowling night." Steve suggested."So you can watch Tracy bend over all night." One of the guys blurted out.Tracy and Steve looked over at me to gage my reaction. I laughed. They all laughed. "Well she does have a great bum." I said trying to join in with the group."Yer come on Trace. Let's see your cute ass." One guy said."Stop that now. The lot of you." Tracy said sternly but I knew deep down she.