My little boy hole was too tight for Mr Singh and he started to shoot what felt like a gallon of cum into my little body.When he moved out of the way ...r Jones moved behind me rubbing half the tube of KY onto his cock, again Mr Baker was rubbing KY from his tub into and around my little boy hole, which was soon to become a boy pussy.I felt the large head push into my boy hole, you could hear the pop when my sphincter gave way and allowed the massive cock head to enter my body. He slow stroked me. He did and then pulled his pants and underware down to his knees. It was now my turn. I pulled mine out of my zipper, not as tall but dripping. I kept browsing through a magazine for us and talking while I watched him slowly stroking himself. He completely removed his pants and underware, stood with his legs wide and grabbed on. It struck how comfortable he was doing this in front of me. In talking I learned the term "masturbation buddy" and that he had many when he was my age. Everyone has. I said, "It worked out and we're glad you're with us. We just want to be sure for other people who will meet. We don't want to meet up with any more 'Bob's.' The cops are too few and far away to help."Again, she said, "Oh," in a small voice."Now, I would like to get a second vehicle. A four-door truck with four-wheel drive can go most anywhere but it's neither fast nor maneuverable."Jane said, "What are you thinking, George?" I'm not a trained fighter but I think we need a backup car. I will go. The girls and their stepbrother were gone quite a while and I was wondering where they were. Did I know this boy? Should I be worried? I went down the stairs and toward the gazebo. I was almost there when the three of them came around from Ashley's house. They had been visiting Mrs. Hamlin, and to prove it they had saved me a cookie. I decided it was time I took Mark home.When we got there, Jean invited me in for coffee. I declined, but I did talk a minute with her, asking if Mark was a good.