After we finished eating, we made our way down to the stream bed and washed ourselves. I'm not sure why Vivian couldn't have gone herself; she didn't ...ry anything with me. The sun was coming up warm and the sky was clear. It was going to be a beautiful day.Back at the camp, I tried throwing leaves on the fire to make more smoke. It worked pretty well for a while. At least, all the smoke didn't blow into the trees."So, Yonson. I guess you're pretty sure you're going to college next year." Yep.. Dennis went and helped show the two younger boys what John meant. Johnthen passed the ball to Edward. Edward looked down at the ball and wentto kick it, succeeding in kicking it a few inches. His shorter legs andinexperience were obvious. John went over and showed him how to kickthe ball a bit harder. He had had to teach James the very same lesson,when his oldest son was around 5.So, despite the presence of a goal frame nearby, they opted to pass theball round a bit first, just to give Edward. But I wasn’t ignored by the Baron Manfred von Althaus, my stepfather. He’d always paid attention to me, even when he was romancing my mother. Sometimes I thought he only married her to get to me. I hadn’t made it all that hard to get me. I liked men.Now, however, in Lisbon, sitting in the president’s box of the Campo Pequeno bullfighting stadium, sitting between my father and the man he was here to close a business deal with, I understood why I was here. Senhor Luis Nuncio was an important man. It was quick and simple, and it read "I'm willing to 'help' you out you cock sucking little slut. I will beat my hard prick all around your hungry face until I cream on your lips." And the picture was of this big, thick cock, with no hair on the balls or cock completely shaved. I was almost instantly rock hard. At only 5" rock hard, I wasn't exactly 'packing' a weapon. I tried to forget about the message, and play it off as just another fantasy, but it haunted me. Sometimes three times in a.