I'm getting fucked he thought, this is what it's like.Steve began to work in and out, banging against his pelvis. His ass bottomed out on the concrete...beneath the thin abused mattress. He frowned. It felt nice, but lacking.He looked up at Steve. Steve's face was clinched, his eyes closed, his lips parted. Steve's weight was supported on his arms. He felt Steve's wrists pressed against either shoulder. He sighed and relaxed, he shifted his legs, letting one stretch lazily, the other cocked, foot. He sucked and a most wonderful flavor gushed into his mouth.More flashes of scenes in his life. His first friend, the girl next door. Pain. Pain so intense Tim wanted to bend over and scream but he couldn't move. He was lying on the ground. His stomach hurt, his face hurt and his nose was bleeding. Rodney and his friends were standing over him laughing while Rodney pulled Jenny to him for a kiss. She resisted but it did no good.More flashes then another scene from the past floated to the front.. And she loved him too. It had gone on for way too long, ever since they were fifteen or sixteen things had begun to change between them, yet they’d both been too chicken to make the first move. That was about to change, she was sick to death of waiting for him to act. ‘Well,’ she said with a coy voice, ‘it is hot outside and I did bring my new swimsuit with me.’ Two years ago his father had an in-ground swimming pool put into their backyard, and over those two years he’d seen Shelly in an. So I broke our embrace and pushed him away from me so that he landed on one of the deep comfortable chesterfields surrounding the common area of the room.I dropped to my knees and crawled over to between his legs and started kissing and nibbling from his feet up to mid thigh-god what a pair of legs this man has I thought to myself as I was feasting on them. I worked from one leg to the other stopping short of where his cock lay just to tease the hell out of him and it was working- he was.