Jean followed me to my place. Once there and inside, I made us another drink. I handed Jean her drink, and she took a small sip. She then began unbutt...ning her dress and heading for my bedroom. As she walked past me, she asked, "Are you ready?"I reached out, took her hand, and redirected her toward my couch. Her hand was trembling. I replied, "I am, but I don't think you are." She gave me a puzzled look, which slowly turned a small smile.Sitting her gently on the couch, I sat beside her and put. He came, was watching some TV, I was as usual working at kitchen, after sometime he came to kitchen then asked me aunty aap ki madat karoon? I said tum kya madat koroge? Mein dekloongi tum TV deko ya computer mein kuch khelo. But he was not moving out of kitchen and he was observing me. This time I came to know he is sexually active. I just was thinking how early he has got such kind of feelings and all, in fact he call me aunty and I too was feeling as if my son, all of a sudden I got an idea,. Not wanting to stain the sheets I licked all his come and swallowed it thick and creamy goodnight Steven he said. At breakfast mom informed us she was going to nan's for a month and I was to cook and clean the house. After tea we were watching TV dad drinking whisky he offer me one and told me to sit next to him.Watching TV he put his hand on my thigh and I could see him getting hard. He gave me another drink I was feeling a bit light headed he asked if I enjoyed last night. I pretended. That night he replayed that moment over in his mind, translating the brief feel of Jimmy’s sweaty torso into the imagined sensation of him sliding his naked body over Tobin.Tobin’s fantasies became increasingly elaborate. He started watching gay porn, seeking out videos of macho, muscular men fucking twinks. He fantasized in excruciating detail about what it would be like to suck Jimmy’s cock, imagining how it would feel under his tongue, between his lips, deep in his throat; he stole a.