You finish jotting your imaginary note on the table top and read it aloud. ‘Do something special!’ Afterwards, our chatting progresses onward as w... continue amusing ourselves in dialog and general sharing. But while talking about social things is interesting, being the guy that I am, I’ve a tendency to partially stray away in my mind. I go off in tangents wondering about other things, like whether you and I will be going to bed tonight. What do your boobs look like under your bra? Do you shave. Coach H. stands up and I sit up at the edge of the sofa. I take his cock in my mouth. It tastes salty. I move my mouth over Coach H’s cock like he did mine. After several minutes Coach H tells me that he would like to suck on my cock some more. I lean back and Coach H kneels down and sucks on my cock some more. After several more minutes Coach H lifts my hips and balls up and starts licking my ass hole. I do not resist. I soon feel his tongue push into my hole. I still do not resist. . When i was 8 or 9, me and my friend ross did everything together, were best friends. I was born a few months before him and mums knew one another so we were always going to be around one another. Anyway as young kids we were curious like all children and decided to experiment, it wasn't much. it was more of a game than anything. anyway this game consisted off us going off into his bathroom and stripping off all are clothes and taking it in turns to feel each others small cocks, put them in our. I moved more, she moved until she finally ended upon the floor and I pounced on her and kissing her face and neck which caused her to start laughing and fighting back against me as I tickled her, kissed and repeated wake up its Christmas."Fine! Stop I give."I got up, offered her my hand and she stood up next to me. "Are you always like this on Christmas?" Yes." I pulled her to the bathroom and shoved her inside. I closed the door and went to Brenda's room and did the same thing. She was easier.