He slowly climbed onto the couch, onto me, and I just nuzzled in next to him. He moved around so that he was against the back of the couch, and I was ...rapped up with his arms in front of me. I could feel the skin of his chest and the hair on his legs against my bare skin, and his hands drew squiggly lines over every square inch of skin that the sports bra I was wearing left uncovered. I reached for the remote on the coffee table, and we settled in to watch a movie like we had done so many times. With my tongue and lips and stroking of his cock made it even more fully erect than before. It veritably bulged, longer and thicker than it was when I sucked him off. "Fuck me, Denton ," I panted. "God Damn you fuck my pussy!" I started to mount his prick, but with a sudden, surprising move, the stud showed me that he had a few plans of his own. I gasped as his hands gripped my hips, while, at the same time, he pushed me forward and spinning. "Cool then let's blow this soda pop stand, and cruise on down to RJS Skateboard Shop to get you all registered." Sammy said.The two then skated hard out down to there local skateboard shop RJS. They often hung out at RJS when there was nothing to do, or if they needed new clothes or skateboards. So they new all the staff of RJS pretty well."What can I do for you boys today?" Albert Borlovsky the storeowner asked."I want to register for that skateboard comp." Toby asked."Good, was wondering when. Our conversation explored the many areas of our childhood. That's how we discovered how much we both loved bathing with and being bathed by our parents.I told Bill that I bathed with them, especially mom, well into my early teens. In fact the only reason we stopped bathing together was the lack of room in the tub. Mom, dad and I still share the bathroom.Bill told me his dad used to wash him whenever they bathed together. I asked him how old he was the last time his father bathed him. He.