We got onto the first moving train we could find to get out of the area. In fact we stayed on probably one stop too many as I think several bums took ... bit too much interest in us in some small northern Alabama town. We were a bit short of grub, but I didn't even take the risk of going into town and we just hit the road fast.We had someone following us for awhile, but we took to the woods at one point and lost them.The plan originally had been to pick some winter produce down south, but it was. “Cool.” He replied. He was avoiding looking directly at Kylie. Silence.We all looked at each other with polite smiles, the silence slowly killing the atmosphere. Jay started taking regular big sips of her wine and nudged me as if to say, ‘keep trying.’“Kylie used to live near Dorking.” I told Paul.Paul looked at Kylie, smiled and nodded then looked away again.More silence.“Paul lives in Wimbledon. That’s not far from you, is it?” I asked Kylie.“No, not far.” She replied smiling at Paul then. But no, mom would take his head if he tried. Some kind of birthday present? Probably nothing I wanted, but still, I did as he asked. I grabbed my shoes and a light sweater. Dad beckoned me to his truck. I climbed into the passenger seat. And yes, climbed is the right word, it was easily 3 feet of the ground. He turned the key and backed out of the driveway. An awkward silence filled the cab immediately.“Soo where are we going?” I probed.He took a deep breath like he was about to tell me some. I pulled away to catch another breath and my brothr said, "Do it again!... And suck on it too...I worked hard to suck David's cock really good, while I took it all the way into my mouth fitting his blunt cock head inside my tiny throat hole time after time. He moaned louder, "Ohh!... Yea... Ohhh... Like that... Ooohhh!..." I purely focused on sucking my lil brothrs cock and I didn't touch mine this time. Soon he told me he was almost "done" and I worked hard to bring him to a satisfying finish..