Brian stood over him, wondering how he should torture the baby next, when chriswalked down the stairs. The sight of Brians hard dick hanging out of it...s sheath,along seeing his baby brothers face shoved up against his fathers crotch, madehim hornier then he has ever been. He walked over to them and pulled off his underwear. He put his hand up to Stewies ass, squeezing his little butt cheeks. Chris stuck one of his thick fingers into his brothers anus. He could feel thesticky residue of Brians. Those surges that happened at the base of his shaft became more insistent with each passing stroke, and every new moment of this strange experience began to strike him as being addictive. Then it built to a point where he thought he might explode. His breathing became laboured and difficult, his gasps more pronounced, his focus fully on the happenings in his groin. As that ominous pressure built to a point of supreme dominance, he felt as though a part of him was being expelled from his. " Howard was still irritated, according to what Jeremy could hear, but there was something else in the man's voice; disappointment and hurt, maybe?"Look, Mister Duncan ... Howard; I only got assigned to the negotiating team a month ago and have only this week been a part of this project associated with my International Politics and Economics major at Middlebury College. I got paired up with Ms. Duncan ... Joyce ... as a professional arrangement. I don't know what the usual arrangements are for. I was mortified, but to my utter shock both Brad and my wife smiled. They stood up and stripped, leaving me the only one who wasn't completely nude. "Come on, you too! Take those shorts off!" Since I was still in shock, the took matters into their own hands, each taking a leg and pulling my shorts down underwater. I slid into the water and choked a little, coming up gasping and confused.When I could breathe again, I looked around. "What the fuck is going on?" I asked. They all looked at.