Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh." Well, my little brother was cumming into his big sister's love box. I used to hate this kid and now he's got his dick in me and ...e's unloading his cum load. How life changes."Oh, I'm sorry, Mads, I didn't mean to cum so quick. You didn't get yours did you?" I told him that, no, I didn't but he could do me with his tongue if he couldn't get hard again. "You don't mind tasting a little of your own cum with my love juices do you?" He didn't even answer, he was down licking me. “My sister, if you must know. What is your business here?” I asked Mason, who seemed to stare at me now rather curiously.“You wouldn’t believe it if I told you, man! It’s wild!” he replied, clearly a little dazzled, especially once Lucinda let him into her presence.I was a bit stunned when Lucinda mouthed, “He’s mine.”Then it hit me. Theresa/Evelyn had referred to both Clarke and Goldman having Companions already, and Mason was evidently one of Lucinda’s. It all made sense. Either he was her. I reach up and push his jacket off his shoulders. He releases me but still kisses me, ever so gently. Oh what this man can do with his lips. I swear the guy can just fuck with his only his mouth. It’s such a turn-on. Soft, gentle, tongue always dancing around, and no wetness, just a soft kiss. He lets his jacket fall to the floor and I unbutton his shirt and pull it out. I slide my hands over his shoulders and down his back. My breath quickens as I touch his skin- soft, with wiry muscles. He didn't like it. Yet.After Jose had gone home, Jane/Joe lay on the cot thinking. It had been nice with Jose, different from the other men. Like two real close buddies who just happened to suck each other off. It didn't seem as guilt-ridden as his encounters with the others had been. He had even enjoyed Jose's piss. And he sure as hell enjoyed pissing into Jose's mouth.Was he, he wondered, turning? Becoming gay? Queering up? A cock-hungry, cum-loving faggot? He didn't think so. It hadn't.