Uncomfortable to be alone with my dad and his friends friends, I left and wandered to the back corner of the ground floor where Alexander had his room... I thought, if he was in, I'd see if I could get advice from him about Jason and Tyler.He was in. I heard his laughter through the door and paused, wondering if he had someone with him. He laughed again and I heard the TV. So I knocked."Yeah?" Alexander called out in his Jamaican English."It's me, Brock," I said.The TV went silent and a moment. Each time our organs touched, I felt his tool almost jump towards mine. I tweaked and played with his nipples, then I began kissing his body all over; his biceps, his neck, his peppered chest, his hairless abdomen, his hip-bones, his inner thighs, his ….. he was ready. I lay down on him, my arms under his back, gripping his shoulders; our bodies exchanging warmth, our 4 balls in coalescence, our erect organs alongside each other, pressed upwards, hard between our stomachs.As I put my face into. His doubts about her plans for him that he had momentarily disregarded,rushed to the forefront of his guilt-ridden mind. He always felt likethis after climaxing in his nappy. The shame of behaving like a sissybaby was always heightened, the embarrassment felt more acutely. In thepast he would always tear off his nappy and baby clothes immediatelyafter reaching orgasm, vowing to himself that he would never do it again.Even if he felt that way now, there was absolutely nothing he could doabout. "Did you like it?" John inquired of her as he carefully cleaned himself off in the basin of the sink."Yes, I love the taste of hot cum!" Martina replied, her voice hoarse, and he knew that it was painful for her to utter the words."We're not done," he told her."Mmmmm," she sighed."I want to fist you."Martina shuddered."Are you usually treated like this at these meetings?" Sometimes." Explain yourself," he said demandingly."I... I like it... the rough stuff. But sometimes the others punish me by.