“Very much so Toby,” he looked up and answered. “They taste better because you’re still wearing them.”“So how long do you think it is?” ... asked. “Measure it with your tongue.”Jake put his tongue on the base of my cock through my underwear and licked it up to the tip, and then back down. He did this a couple of times and then looked up at me.“Well it’s a little bigger than mine,” He said. “I’d say about six and a half inches.”“That’s a great guess,” I laughed. “Pretty much spot on, your tongue. . oh Christ... I didn't mean to, Paul. Itjust... you know... it just all hurt too much and I was just a kid..."He hated this. Searching for the right words. He hated it all."I know that's no excuse and believe, Paul, I know that I've been aboutas shitty a brother as anyone could be, but... well... I guess there isno 'but.' I just wasn't here for you and mom. I know that. I always knewthat and I've always been ashamed of that. But... what can you do? Idon't know why I did it, I just did and. .. with... my mouth." That's so dirty, the way you pretend like you don't want to do whatyou're advertising. And even make it sound like you're nervous. Orscared. Yeah, scared is good. I mean, feeling you blowing on myJones is a good start, but now how about some touching from thosepretty hands? Let me feel if they're as soft as they look. And showme what those colorful lips can do."Though hit made him quiver with shame, Robin gingerly fingeredDeshawn's member, which resumed growing. . He reckoned to be moving to join his father in eighteen months' time.His mother told him she was out for dinner that evening and that he would find cold meat and salad in the fridge. As soon as she left he picked up the telephone and dialled a number from his diary."Hallo?" Reg?" Yeah!" Doug. I got out yesterday." Great. Where're you calling from?" My mother's home near Godalming." Where's that?" Surrey. Where are you?" Southwark." Where's that?" South London." OK. You promised me a fuck fest.