In fact, that was the primary reason my cock became rock hard. The man who was smiling at me then asked if I wanted to go with him up to the theater. ... mentioned to him I came with my friends but he answered that I should not worry, that he knew a quiet, out of the way place we could go to. We then zipped up, which for me at that time was hard to do with a raging hard on and skin tight jeans, and I followed him upstairs , through the lobby, and entered the theater from a side door.Once we were. When I went to the kitchen Mr. Franks had breakfast ready. He said he was sorry for waking me but he loved my little dick and had to play with it. I smiled and said it's ok, I enjoyed him playing with it. He kissed my cheek and we ate. He said to go ahead and swim, he'll check on the boys and get them up to eat. After a couple of hours, he came out and said my mother wants me to go home. I went up took my shower and dressed. He said I could come back later. When I got home, mother said we had. From their movements, it was obvious that Becky and Kim were exploring each other beneath the sheets. Kathy smiled as Kim shyly kissed her little mistress's freckled face.Kathy scooted into the bathroom and checked to make sure she wasn't wearing panties before she sat down on the toilet seat. The dream seemed so real and so, well, weird. Where in the world had that come from, she wondered as she brushed her teeth.As she was getting out of the shower and drying her hair, it struck her that, in. I stripped naked, jumped into the shower just to get my hair and skin wet, and then rushed back to the front door. I had a towel in my hand and started stroking my cock to get it hard.I watched as the two women walked up my front sidewalk and rang the doorbell. I counted to ten and threw the door open. I had the towel in front of my hard-on and then I dropped the towel.One woman turned and ran like hell. The other woman stepped inside, knelt before me and said, “I have been trained to blow.