My desires to pleasure, love and worship cock, so strong, my urges and needs to feel submissive and used overwhelming. Even if I didn’t fully know o... understand it. I had a few encounters with other boys, mostly pretending to be clumsy and drunk, afraid to show my true desire to just fall to my knees and make them cum. It was at my my first job that I met a co worker named Cheryl. Older, Cheryl was nice looking but not beautiful. Thin framed, with long, dark hair, usually in a pony tail and. "Come on Auntie, I'm serious. Why did I have a dream like that? Boysaren't supposed to make out with hunky male models," the young boycried.Suddenly he thought that he called them hunky again."Of course they're not supposed to when they are only going into seventhgrade. It wouldn't be proper until at least eighth or ninth grade" jokedAuntie Lynn."Come on, I'm serious" Danny cried again."Okay Danny, I think we need to talk. You can admire or like or even fallin love with anyone you want. No one. ” She applied more lubricant. It had a subtle odor. Roses. “You’re bigger than him.” She lay back, her feet planted on the bed, her knees pointed at the ceiling, tilting her pelvis up. Her slippery fingers did the best they could pulling on his cock before slipping off.He got the message, crawling between her legs. “My fingers are longer,” He offered, seeing two of hers slicking up the back passage. He dipped two of his in the jar.“Open me up with them,” she agreed. “Until three fit, and then. "Sit down babe ,ill bring supper to you","by the way","the dressing gown looks so much better on you than me",!I let out a silly girly giggle and thanked him,dinner was served. I was amused,the plated had various foods on it,not just the toast he had promised,on one side chocolate sauce,which i presumed was for my toast,g****s,strawberries and in a small dish on the side of the plate was ice.I looked up to his face as he sat opposite,he grinned,i smiled back ,"ill eat the toast".H e laughed.