He moaned approvingly as I went to work sucking dick. I would open my neck to it and force all of it down, then I'd swallow around it, massaging it an... gripping it with my throat muscles. I repeatedly gulped and swallowed before coming up for a quick breath. Then, I'd repeat that over and over while my Uncle moaned and panted. I lavished my oral worship upon him. Guttural grunts and gagging gasped emanated from my chest as I hungrily sucked on his cock meat. I reached up feeling his muscular. One problem solved; now I only had one more to work on. That one would take a little more soul searching and was a lot more unpredictable.At breakfast, on the morning of her birthday, I asked her,"How does it feel to be eighteen?"I got the reaction that I was hoping for."Terrible, I know you're going to send me away, that for me the program is over."I could see the tears welling up in her eyes."Please don't cry. Get dressed; I want to go for a short drive."She returned twenty minutes later,. Looking much relieved with a heartwarming smile on her face, the delivery girl froze for a moment, staring at me as I had done earlier. Smiling sheepishly I looked down at myself. With an appraising and critical eye I cringed at my apparel. When the doorbell rang, I was about to workout for a bit and that is the reason why this beautiful girl standing in my doorway found me dressed in a pair of baggy pink trousers and a tight white t-shirt that left nothing to the imagination. Yes, I’m aware of. .." "Well... he did pay for my drinks..." said Alan, a bit flustered. "He's a nice guy, Paul" "Yeah," replied Alan, somewhat distantly. "Let's talk..." said Janine and they both got themselves a coffee.Alan didn't think twice about putting on the nightie Janine lent him, andthe two sat around the coffee table, talking for hours like two oldgirlfriends. Alan didn't realize it at the time, but he had never feltcloser to his best friend... Part 4 .