” “So was that like an audition?” asked Scott, whose eyes remained large, even during the cab ride home. “Did I pass some sort of test?” “...on’t be ridiculous,” Dylan scoffed from the front seat. “Jesus. What do you think we are?” “I think you’re guys who fuck guys,” Scott replied. “And the more I think about that, the more awesome it sounds.” “Oh just you wait,” Dylan grinned, and when the driver rolled his eyes, Dylan smiled even wider. “Don’t knock it until you try it, dude,” he said, then. .." Breakfast in five minutes!"I just nodded. Best to say as little as possible, try to work out what was going on.I found my way downstairs easily enough. There was a man drinking something, reading a broadsheet at the head of the kitchen table."Sorry I wasn't here last night when you arrived, had to work late. Big journey, huh, you must have been bushed. I'm Derek."I nodded, and sat at the far corner of the table, wiping the sleep out of my eyes. He chuckled."Not a morning person, eh,. Aisa kuch din chala but ek din jab me darwaja khola toh dekha ki wo muje dekh ke hasi. Muje laga ki kuch hoga , and usko return smile deke apne room me ake apne lund ko sehlane laga. Fir dusre din se humlog smile exchange karne lage.Ek din aise hi me pani pine laga kitchen me me toh wo boli ki use thoda jaldi jana hey and gas 10 min. me band kr de.mene thike kaha and wo jaldi chali gayi. me gas band karna bhul gaya and rice jal gaya. Muje cooking ka bohot showk hey and acha bana bhi leta hun. ", I started, but I was interrupted by EJ. "Hey! My parents will think that is okay! My brother has them too. He even has a Prince Albert in his dick head...", said Erik-Jan semi indignantly. Apparently I had hit a sore spot. "Honey, I wanted to say... won't that cause any problems with your swimming competition...", I said. And pushed my dick meanly hard and deep in his ass for a moment, as a kind of punishment."Oh Fuck... Ouch man!", EJ moaned laughing. I got a slap from EJ and he laughed.