. but I didn't want to hear that did I? No. I fucking didn't want to believe that anyone I loved could fucking rip my fucking guts out and watch me sl...wly bleed to fucking death.As always I was willing to bear the brunt. I was willing to be the fucking doormat that the whole goddamn world could walk right over. Welcome, just dry your fucking feet off on the Marc. Don't mind him, he can carry the weight of the whole fucking world on his shoulders.Well, you know what? Even fucking Atlas had to. “That’s fucking rich coming from you,” Laura screamed.“Shut up you two,” David intervened, “it’s not a problem, l’ll give you away…ha that sounds good doesn’t it, giving you away when l could make some money selling your cunt.”“You are a disgusting pig,” Laura cried.“You don’t call me that when l’m fucking you,” he replied.“Shut up both of you,” Mary interrupted, “who do we ask to be best man?”“I’ll ask one of my mates,” David said, “what about Keith James, he’s a decent lad.”“Yes, he’s a good. ”Chase moved over to lie by Bryan and Bryan got up and stood over him. Chase looked up at him, wondering what was going on. Bryan stepped over him and got down on his knees, straddling him. He was facing Chase and reached back and grasped Chase’s cock and held it sticking straight up. He lowered his ass and let Chase’s cock go back up his hot fuck tube.His ass was spread so every inch of Chase’s cock was buried deep inside. He clinched his ass muscles. Chase sucked in air with a hiss. Bryan. He sort of looked to mom giving her the eye. Apparently, he knew what it was.“Don’t worry dear they didn’t catch me,” mom said laughing.“You boys missed out on a hell of a prize,” my father told us laughing.For the rest of the summer, Scott and I played. Mom would join us from time to time but fully dressed in her gear if we played motocross tag. She told us she would give us the big prize if we caught her. We never got that prize or ever came close.My body changed quickly during that summer..