Ab baat uski bhook kiHamre yaha jo main rood par hone ki wajah se aam tour par sabka aana jana tah mujhe hi sabko pani dena nameste karte hua ghar par...biathana karna padta mai night school mai padti thi jo ki papa ke acche dost jo ki neta the unke yaaha gaow ke sabhi logo k liye jo apna kaam karke padna chahte the unke liye hi suru kiya gaya tha waha mai bhi jati thi chote hone ki wajah se sab muhjse pyar kate the to mujhe bhi bahut accha lagta tha neta ji ka ladka jo ki school ke teacher kaho. The bulge in them was obvious and I reached into his boxers to pull out his cock, which throbbed with anticipation in my hand. Without wasting another second, I guided it into my mouth with my hand, slowly taking it down to the base until his pubes tickled my nose, sucking all the way back to the tip and down again."Yeah, suck that cock" he said to me, his nervousness now replaced by confidence and lust. His hands guided the back of my head steadily as I blew him until he eventually filled my. My adopted dad (who I call Dad, having barely know my parents) was a basketball player, who went on to be a huge name in sports goods, and now pretty much anything from holidays to cookery. He had adopted me, a 14 year old boy, interested in everything people my age were interested in. Then there was my 12 year old bro, Mike, who was almost as tall as me and looked very similar to me, we both had shaggy mousy hair, bright blue eyes and a cheeky look. My adopted brother, Jeremy, was Dad's. The real world went on.Sara, Maggie and I returned to the house after a day out at the local park, walking the riverside.On the mat inside the front door was a pretty large pile of mail. Most of it was junk; pizza offers, a couple of samples of wash powder and several bills. Of the others, there was a postcard from Jon, (sent before we had met at the farmhouse) from some sunny beach he and Susan had gone to for the long weekend; a really long letter from my accountant detailing my 'increasing.