That would come later. I wanted to prolong the strange, agonizing 'pleasure' of such moments. Doing so was my way of demonstrating the sincerity of my...cuckold status to Megan; and though she could not witness it, nevertheless, for me, it was important; it was my reaffirmation of my pledge of total devotion to her. Each time I didn't come (though I wanted to), it was submitting my own personal pleasure in service to hers!As I stroked my cock, teasing it, denying myself one orgasm after another,. He slid forward to plant his cock filled pouch onto my face. I could feel some stiffness in his cock as he jammed it against my mouth.My legs were spread over my head with my asshole fully exposed. I heard Jackie cheer, "Oh yeah baby, spread that boy's ass and make him eat your cock."I turned one way, then the other and back again to avoid his stiffening cock but he held me there while grinding his dick into my face.Rather than trying to force my legs against him to push him backward again, I. “Let’s clean up and head to the marina,” Dad said. “I want to break in the engine.”“Don’t forget your bathing suits if you want to get some sun while we cruise the lake.” Mom laughed. “I don’t think it would be a good idea to go naked.”Jeff, Beth, and I went to our room to pack our things. We used one duffel bag for all of us. When we left, Dad stopped at the store to get food, soda, and water.By eleven o’clock, it was warm enough to change into our suits. Dad and I set up the changing. She was terrible at filing and making appointments but who cares, Mr Jones had secretaries for shit like that. Mr Jones was young for an executive president, most people guessed about forty. Tall, dark, with broad shoulders and an impressive build, the pants of his crisp, expensive suit wide open. Brittany was twenty-one years old and happy to flaunt. She stood 5’5, with a body that she loved to take care of with regular trips to gym and to the beach. Long blonde hair cascaded down past her.