One day we were alone at the office, he came and sat next to me caressed my legs and said he liked me. I told him I am gay like him but I am shy, he s...id he will find someone for meErrol used to go out with a customs’ officer named Antoine, he was in his mid 50’s tall and well built, he had a small bungalow not far from the city (much later I bought a bungalow in that area) he used to take Errol to his bungalow almost every week.Errol told him about me and he was interested and invited me to. I took her in my arms and pulled her to meand kissed her deeply, my throbbing hard on pressedagainst her belly and my hands fondling her nipplesthrough her t shirt. It didn’t take long and we were on the bed with herpanties on the floor and my cock buried deep in her warmjuicy pussy. After she came twice and I emptied my ballsinto her, we laid there and composed ourselves better.This time when she put her t shirt back on my cockbehaved and we were able to present ourselves to theclub. I. Her reverie is broken as the car comes to a stop, and she hears a garage door closing. She blinks a few times to focus her eyes, and turns as the door opens and his hand reaches inside to help her to her feet. His arms surround her and pull her close. He buries his face in her hair, and she hears his gentle breathing as he fills his nostrils with soft scent of her. ‘We have to get you warmed up,’ he says softly, rubbing her upper arms through the heavy wool of the coat. Taking her hand. I went into terror mode—Dustin was still way too little for that bullet belt dad wore all the time. I had flashbacks of my own days of whelts raising up on my back—b l e e d I n g. I grab dad by the arm, and beg “dad---dad--chill. Your too worked up dad—lemme handle Dustin”. It took a few moments for dad to calm down, but I guess he decided it was best not to start hitting on lil bro the way he had done me at that age (he's 12 now). I was quit a bit older now, and bigger, and would not have.