”“So did you pass the test in school on Harry Potter?”His sister giggled and said, “No, silly, we didn’t have a test on Harry Potter. I read...it cause it was fun.”“Well, that’s why I’m reading this,” he wiggled the book. “I’m reading this, ‘cause to me it’s fun.” Tim looked down at his watch and realized it was almost time to go home. “Did you find a book you wanted to read?”“Yeah, I already downloaded it to my tablet so I can read it whenever I want.”“All righty, then. Let me call Mom to pick. {As if! You think I could stop myself from coming when I'm connected to you like this?}It's true of course, everything they are experiencing now is shared. He worries briefly what life will be like if the link in-between them never ends, and then pushes the concern away. If there's ever been a time to live totally in the moment, now is that time. Her warmth around him; what it feels like to be so thoroughly filled up by him inside; the squeezing pressure of her walls against his length; the. What I don't remember is feeling very much pain at the time."You just stay down there now boy, unless you want a little more education about how you are supposed to talk to your father." Ray had already made a speedy retreat to our bedroom. I stayed where I was, gathering myself. I was also wondering what the hell I'd been thinking. "So the two of you were fighting over some girls? That's it?" I nodded my head in affirmation. "That's just stupid, plain and simple stupid. Get up, and go clean. His insides burned and ached, that thick cock stretching him out in ways that he had never thought possible. He sobbed into the sheets, not daring to let go of his ass, keeping himself spread open for the huge dick violating him. "Please," he whimpered. "Oh fuck, it hurts, I can't take it, please take it out, please. I'll do anything."Kyle just laughed. "You don't get it, do ya?" he asked, fisting a hand in James' hair, keeping him pinned against the bed, forcing his head down and dominating.