There was nothing I loved more. He liked to lay back and watch porn as I would blow him. Anything was fine with me! He would sit back on his couch and...I would be on my knees in front of him, licking and loving his big, beautiful cock. I loved his words, “Yeah man, suck it” “You love that dick don’t you?” “Eat that cum” Yes! eat that cum! I loved those words the most of all. This was one of my favorite, early encounters with him. One that is burned into my memory and sealed my fate.I guess he. My cock ached in my shorts, I stroked it with two fingertips and knew someone might get drowned the first time I came.Finally I went back into the house and made a veggie tray and some snacks, figuring a knife in my hands would keep them away from my cock. I had just set out the tray with a pitcher of iced tea when I heard giggling at my gate.“Hey writer man, take a break,” said Alyssa as she came into my yard with a redhead about four inches taller than her.“Like I was getting anything done. I used my pointer to begin playing with her little clit. Because I was worried about failing I decided that too hard be worse than too soft, so I was very careful to be gentle. I thought about how I jacked off, and thought that maybe I should do the same to her, but her clit was too small to surround with my hand so I tried just massaging it. I rubbed it up and down waiting for some response from Celeste. For the first time in a while she seemed relaxed and she said Oh yeah, thats it baby! Nice. With all that said I hope y'all enjoy it...Nathan tumbled out of a black fog of nightmares to an equally disturbingreality. He was in a small room lying on an unfamiliar bed, his wrists,waist, ankles and neck were bound to the bed with buckled restraints. Hissenses started to search for further clues, as it tangled with thedistinct possibility maybe this was just another nightmare? He was naked,his body smelt like he had been recently bathed. It was dark except for asingle lamp on a cabinet to.