I told them the same thing I’d already told everybody else: That what Adrienne and I had shared had been special and real. Unfortunately, it was ove... now. Inside the building, my co-workers asked me more of the same. Dayna and Brandi came by for dinner and to make sure I was doing alright. I gave them the same answers I’d given everyone else.Thursday morning, I got asked the same questions, but from fewer people overall.Friday, both the media and my co-workers more or less left me alone. There. I swung round to see that Annie, his mum, had followed me up the stairs. “He isn’t here…” I said. “I know…” she said “he is in California for the whole weekend…” She paused for a moment and then said… “I need to do something to you. If you don’t want to it’s fine and we’ll just pretend it never happened but if you do, and I think you do, you’ll enjoy it.”I smiled and walked closer, “I think I know what you are talking about…” I said, stroking her hair.All of a sudden we were rushing to her. Please don’t do this too me.” In response to my plea, Dylan opened his belt and undid his jeans.  He was going commando, so his thick cock was immediately exposed. It popped out, already mostly hard.  While I stood there stunned by the sight of his massive meat surrounded by a pile of bright red pubes. Dylan grabbed my shoulders and roughly pushed me to my knees. He shoved his cock into my mouth with no warning.  “I have enough friends. What I need right now is a warm, wet hole to pound my cock. I knew I was in for a bit of stick from my grandad, as I recently noticed he had found a new way to make digs at me. When I passed my driving test, not too long ago, I got a card from the lovely dear. The usual congratulations, and then in small print ‘make sure you keep your eyes on the road and not on your boyfriends…’ And yet, mother’s parents know I’ve been single since October….I knew I was in for a rough week. Grandparent’s arrive, everything goes well. Then dinner in the evening. ‘So,’.