He came and lay down on my bed, on top of the duvet that I was underneath with a big grin on his face. He pulled the duvet off me along with my pyjama...bottoms and stared at my soft dick lying between my legs. "Hello" he said in a cheeky way, and took my dick horizontally between his lips and held it there, playing around and smirking as he did. Toying with my dick with his hands now he watched my dick grow and stand up, to which he excitedly got up and took off his pyjamas. Grabbing my hair he. I said "let's take a shower together, no need to worry, my mother will only arrive after 18:00, we have plenty of time to enjoy ourselves ... so we went to take a shower, a warm shower, delicious, we were there kissing and We were dry, he got me on his lap and he took me to the living room, so I interrupted, ___ No !!, take me to my room ... and indicated the way, arrived He put me on the bed and lay next to me, I soon went to his dick, which was almost at the point, I picked it up and began to. As I’ve become more experienced with tweaking these kids’ motivation buttons so that they want to learn, I’ve discovered that I can influence them in other ways. It’s not control exactly, it’s more being able to sense their psychological profiles and apply a little pressure here and there. It’s difficult to explain. The nearest comparison is yachting. It’s not the wind that dictates the course of a sailboat: it’s the guy who sets the sails. If he does it right the boat goes where he wants it. This really set him off and he began moaning and tilting his head back. I traced a path with my tongue slowly down his neck to his Adam's apple then down to the middle of his chest. While my hands were now gripping both Brett's buns, I moved my mouth to his left nipple which was now hard and sticking out what seemed like a half inch. I gently nibbled and licked at it for a second or two before doing the same to the right one.By now Brett's cock was so hard and pulsing I thought it might.