”“If I teach you how to suck a cock, will you let me suck your brother’s cock AND your Daddy’s cock?”“YES. I want to suck them both too. I...think I would love sucking cocks. Do you feel really good when you do it?”“YESSSSS. I feel like I’m playing a video game and a man’s big cock is the joystick. I can make him do anything I want him to while I’ve got my mouth on his cock.”“Really? You mean I could get all sorts of things if I sucked Sal’s and Daddy’s cocks?”“Sure, just never let either of them. “Of course not,” I replied. He told me of the new sex swing he bought and just installed.“When I was putting the thing together I couldn’t stop thinking about ‘XXXX’ inside it, spread eagle, and totally open,’ Mark stated with enthusiasm. I couldn’t blame him; I’d love the sight too, not of her spread eagle for me, but rather Mark or some other well gifted man.“Have you called her?” I asked.“Yeah, but I got her voice mail,” He replied. Mark and I shared some casual conversation and hung up. I’m not huge, but I am nicely hung at about 8”. But the picture of me stroking myself, playing with my balls, fingering my ass and pulling my nipples was just too much. I choked completely as Pat pretended that nothing was playing on their TV. She calmly asked about school and girls, how the semester was going and where I was planning to attend college. I stammered out some answers as she walked over to stand by me, watching my masturbation video. She just smiled as she reached down to lightly. ‘She was perfect when she left.’ ‘Apparently, she wasn’t, Lance,’ he said. He took a drink of his whiskey and looked at me again. ‘Look, Lance… I’m sorry for dumping it on you like that. I should have been more sensitive.’ I shook my head. ‘No… It’s okay. I mean, I asked for it.’ ‘We went dancing,’ my father said, staring at his glass. I looked at him for a moment. ‘Dancing? You dance?’ He chuckled. ‘Yes. We used to, your mom and I. It was something we did every weekend. But when the work load.