I was completely red faced by the time I joined my bunk mates. They all smiled and made snide comments on who would be first in line for my ass. Ben...put an end to the discussion when he told everyone at the table I wasn't available the rest of the night. Steve protested that he didn't"get any yet". So Ben relented to one more play session for him before bed. I ate quietly as the rest of the men talked about everything that had happened today. The ranch owner came by to make sure we were. He sat down right next to me again. We ate the pizza and watched an old episode of Charmed on TNT. The episode where Paige couldn't speak, Phoebe couldn't hear and Piper couldn't see. “Oh this was good show. Too bad it was only 8 seasons,” I said. “Yeah no k**ding and with all female leads what's not to love,” Jim asked. "I don't know. I remember watching them when they were new. Every Wednesday night, that was cool,” I replied.We watched the rest of that episode and by then we were done. The men turned and went back to the sleeping quarters to get cleaned up but Josh ignored Emy’s warning and went inside anyway. He sat at the table and noticed there wasn’t any food on the table. So he sat down and waited for Emy to get back to the kitchen. Half and hour later neither Emy nor the men had returned to the kitchen and Josh got up to go look for his wife. When he walked down the hall he heard laughter and music coming form the front yard and walked through the living room to get to. I began to become a cock loving, cock sucking young boy, forcing as much of his massive dick into my mouth just to feel his jizz explode down my throat. His moans of pleasure spurring me on, making me want to take more of him each time. Alone in my room at night, sometimes with the taste of his cum still on my lips and certainly in my mind, I would touch myself. Imagining maybe what it would be like to have him inside me, to have him fuck me, I would touch my tight, virgen asshole. Remembering.