I eased my cock in as he was gasped and pushed back against me. Finally I had my entire cock buried in his tight asshole, pausing as he gasped and gro...ned. I slowly pulled my cock outwards, as he smiled and said, “Oh god fuck me, fuck my ass.” I fucked him with slow deep steady strokes, his body rocking gently with the motion each time I buried my cock. He was jacking himself off as I fucked him. Each time I shoved my cock forward he rocked backwards driving my hard cock deep inside him. It. I couldn’t tell if he was genuinely curious or not.“Yeah, I guess you can say that.”With that, the conversation ended abruptly. Leon briskly got on his feet, grabbed a towel, and left for the bathroom.That was odd. ### The next few days came and went. Soon, it was the weekend and I was once again watching the latest episode of Project Runway in our room. It was an exciting episode – the season finale!I was at the point of the episode where Heidi Klum was about to announce the winner when I. Thule knew that he was being let far more deeply into Randy's confidence, but as of yet, didn't know why."He hasn't told me a damned thing," said Randy, "but the usual form is a house somewhere near school, followed by a plum job at one of the family's businesses. Even the branches that have fallen on hard times have their tuition paid by a trust my great grandfather set up and some sort of job. The Vandevoorts look out for their own." Admirable," said Thule, not entirely ironically."So," asked. Eight of us disembarked at Hopkins Airport and loaded up in three cars to head an hour west to Sandusky. Suzette had called the week before and offered to meet us in Cleveland, but we decided to visit on her home turf — not to mention there was a new indoor water park-themed hotel everyone was dying to try out. It seemed like it might be the perfect "meet your daughter" place.Suzette was supposed to call back earlier in the week, but didn't. I received no answer at her house and only voice mail.