He thrust. He withdrew himself almost completely and then he thrust again. He was rhythmic and graceful, in and out, in and out, IN . . . AND . . ..... OUT. Passion consumed them and they were meeting each other’s bodies, connected, joined. He felt like a virgin unable to control himself, his arousal. They were making love now, passionate, hot, sweaty love. The muscles in his back, thighs, arms, and butt flexed and he cried out into the night, “Ohhhhhhhh God,” as he experienced his own. “You are lovely and with your long hair ... well, it’s super on you, actually quite cute.”Tony’s cheeks reddened, and his eyes glanced down, as a tear rolled down his cheek. The tears built in his eyes, one after another rolled down his attractive soft cheeks.“I didn’t mean to hurt you,” Robert said putting his hand on the smaller boy’s shoulder.“Hug Tony, Robert,” she told him. It was an order, but he wanted to hug the other boy, so he did. At first, Tony resisted the hug, trying to move away,. "Close the door," she said softly as she turned off the TV. I shut the door gently, then sank into the other beanbag. "So, what did you want to talk to me about?" I wanted to apologize for yesterday. What I said was completely out of line, and I'm sorry."Wow. I hadn't been expecting this. "Apology accepted. There were a few things I said then I wouldn't mind taking back," I replied after a short pause."Can we start over?" I don't think that would be a good idea." Why not?" Anya, we are who we. I'm sorry about what you saw, you two."It was my sister's friend, Iris, who answered first, "Not a big deal, Ben. I see my brothers do it all the time. I'm used to seeing it so it's no biggie to me. I like to watch them." Just don't tell mom and dad, okay?" I asked and they both promised they wouldn't.So, the one time I got caught, it actually turned out okay. But that wasn't the end of it either.The next morning, when I came down for breakfast, my sister was sitting at the table eating her.