Surprisingly, in spite of the age difference, and the times they had been fucked, they felt the same. The thrill he felt was from knowing he was the f...rst to fill the bouncing teenager on top of him.“Ride me Becks! Milk my cock, want to spunk up you,” Rory grunted as the tight slippery cunt slid up and down his rigid fuck meat.“Don't shoot your load too quick son, we have other treats in store,” his mother said. “Fuck him slow Becky. I need to cum as well.”Becky watched as Jean swung herself. With my other hand, I enclosed his thick shaft, felt the heat as he quickly grew, his cock swelling as my hand felt him. My hand almost couldn’t reach fully around him as he became fully hard.Looking up at him, I said, “Damn, your cock is heavy and so warm.” With another short step, he again put his hand on my shoulder and leaned over to remove his socks. As he did, his cock brushed my cheek! Switching hands, he leaned over and removed his other sock, and purposely let his cock rub across my. He'd had one of the guys in his foursome back out at the last minute. My dad didn't give me a hard time when they included me in the normal betting that usually goes on during a match. My handicap was the lowest in the group, so I was giving up strokes to each of them. We also bet the snake. That means if you three putt on a green then you receive the snake. If someone else three putts, then they're the one holding the snake. At the end of the front and back nine, whoever is holding the snake. But Bruce pleaded with me assuring me that he would not let any one abuse me if I went with him. Let me just say, I never considered myself to be gay or be attractive to guys. It's just that after being abused so often by the three I sort of found my self liking Bruce between the three of them and wanted to be more friendly with him! Bruce and I ended up in an abandoned building with some discarded furniture, an old love seat box springs and a matted mattress. Bruce comforted me by saying ' ....