When he suddenly barked an order in guttural Spanish, both men in back reached for their guns, and I shot their leader. His brains splattered the pilo... and momentarily paralyzed the two thugs in back with me.As quickly as I neutralized the front seats, I turned the gun right and left, killing the other two. That left me with the pilot who seemed frozen with his hands on the controls. The sensation of a red hot gun barrel against his temple might have encouraged him to be good. I could smell his. He knew he was good looking. The problem was that since a month ago, he had this curiosity about being with another man. He didn't feel emotionally attracted to men, it was a physical attraction. He simply wanted to know how it felt to suck cock and being fucked up the ass.A couple of weeks earlier, he had overheard Andrea talking on the phone with a friend. They were discussing the friend's boyfriend and what they had done the previous evening. Andrea had asked her if she had blown him and. “Tell us about it, kid.”Patrick told them that he’d seen the blue streak in the sky and felt the earthquake. That he’d noticed strange behavior in town. Absences at school. Clothes no longer fitting some citizens. Patrick felt outgoing, but not so much that he shared with them his own changes, or how his mom’s boobs and hips had grown.“Very interesting, young detective. Donna, take a note, will you?” Mark turned to his wife.“Already there, my lord.” Donna had pulled her small notepad from her. I was gagging and coughing around his hard cock and was feeling light headed from the lack of air reaching my lungs. It seemed forever before he pulled his cock out of my mouth, long strands of saliva and cock juice hung between his dick and my lips. I picked them off with a finger and fed them to myself. I thought that he was done. Perhaps he had cum down my throat which is always a bit of a disappointment since I don’t get to taste it. “Did you cum?” I asked. “Not yet, you cum slut.” His cock.