"And you know what? Don't ever change."Later that day, during practice, the six of us finally got around to considering something that had never occur...ed up to that point. The seeds had been planted at the previous practice, back on Thursday.During a short break that evening, we were lounging around, discussing this and that. The radio was playing, and a song that was just beginning to become popular right then, "Total Eclipse of the Heart", reverberated from the speakers.Paul, who had a good. I shook my head. We could discuss sex in its various forms later, when the situation was not so dire. I was looking over the door, but the door knob had been removed. I would have to force it.I backed up a step to kick at the door. Dad interrupted, "I've tried kicking it. It does no good. I think it's barricaded from the inside." There are other things I can do that you can't," I said, as I put my strength into the solid kick the police used to break deadbolt locks. Dad was right, it was. His hips push into your hand. You’re wet, but there’s no way that you can get at your pussy. What’s more important is there’s no way he can either without lots of work. Oh, you want to feel him in you, whether your mouth or pussy. But that’s going to have to wait. But you want to do something, he’s always messing with you on the phone while you’re working, you want to repay the favor. Maybe . . . Your fingers find his zipper and quickly yank it down. His leg stops rubbing against your thigh;. .so? He said "Your obviously not gay. But you had no problem with my cum or your cum in your mouth. Are you bi? Have you ever sucked cock before?" I looked at him and recounted the story of my young teen years. I told him, I'm not necessarily bi, because I'm not sexually attracted to guys, but that I did enjoy sucking cock. He didn't say anything for a few minutes than asked. "So you've had your cock sucked by a guy?" I said, "Yes. Many times." Then he asked "Is it true that guys give better.