He said, “I have been looking for you and wanted to tell you that Harry had passed away. The funeral is on Saturday and wake is tonight.” I hadn't...seen much of Joe and Harry lately, but we always had worked out together. We had not been playing much together recently though, just due to the timing of when we were all at the gym. These particular fun times you can read about in the story entry called, “Hot Tub and the Sixties”.I was very sad about Harry’s passing and we talked about our past. He soon got up a good rhythm, blond head bobbing up and down yet always tonguing away at Luke's glans as he reached the top of his up stroke, to the boy's evident delight. The downstroke gave Matt his own reward. His face plunged into Luke's Under Armour briefs and it nearly blew his mind. The day was hot, Luke had been on his motor bike for most of it and all the lad's sweat, crotch smell and precum were in those briefs. Matt's own cock responded, stretching his M&S briefs till it stood a good. As I'm sucking away like a good lil' girl I started thinking if we were going to fuck, or if this was going to be a blow and go. Almost immediately as I started to think about that I felt his hand on the back of my panties starting to slide them over. His finger went into my ass, and he rubbed around the rim of my throbbing little hole. "Is this what you want?" he asked. "No, I want you to fuck me," I said. He stood up, and said he would be right back. He came back with two amazing things, one,. It lay suspiciously still, as if to mock the cat. The object would have her believe that it had never moved, but she knew otherwise. It was time to take matters into her own paws. Standing, the cat walked slowly closer to the object. In the other corner, the human shut the large white thing, a puft of air pushing through the room and ruffling the cats fur ever so slightly. The yellow object seemed to object to the wind and moved, ever so slightly. It had tried to conceal its efforts to escape.