..........................................................................................................................................................This is a story about me and my best friend.I tried once when we in high school when we were drinking at my sister's house but he didn't like the advises so i stopped..... A long time had passed we got older, didn't see much of each other, over time but some times our paths crossed...We would talk about old times and what we were up to.. One. I couldn't do anything else all night other than thinking about my mom and what she was upto at about 2 ish in the morning a taxi pulled up and there was some fumbling at the door I opened it and it was my mom on all fours trying to pick her key up she was very drunk. I helped her in and took her upstairs. I decided to undress her and began to remove her outer garments I took off her bra and her nipples were erect so I reckon she had been having a good time. I removed her stockings that had a. Pack up, a Mule is on the way to pick us up."An hour and all the scouts were in the Mule and headed east before the sun was even up. Clairmont was on a major river that ran from the north to south and turned east into the ocean. It was in the middle of the country and thirty kilometers from the line. Once we got off the large craft we caught a ride to an area at the edge of the base and along the wide river.There were a couple of dozen grain barges and I headed towards a small one just off a. I took the wooden spoon from the table and tapped it on his chest bringing his attention back to me. I stroked over his nipples and could feel them harden under the coarse wood. "Tell me you want me, baby." I... uh..I want you, Mistress" came a half-hearted muffled reply which was NOT good enough for me. I stood up and took off my pants and lowered myself down again so that my ass was towards his face and I was facing his cock now only half hard from my earlier abuse. "Not good enough, toy" I.