And I will keep whipping your ass until you open your mouth and do what you are told.”I hold out for maybe ten good hits, before my mouth opens to g...sp for air. As soon as I do, my son shoves his cock into my mouth. The whipping doesn’t stop, but the intensity does lighten a bit. “That’s it slut. Like your boy’s cock clean.”I try to do it as quickly as possible. Unfortunately, I notice another problem. My son is getting hard again in my mouth. I know better than to stop without being told and. I approach the pool further explaining my situation, now at ease you ask me to turn around so you may exit the pool. Noticing your towel, I do turn and move to it so I can hand it to you and coyly comment, ‘I hope you’re wearing sun block.’ You respond, ‘Thank you for the concern, unfortunately I’m home alone here so I had no one to put it on my back.’ ‘That’s a shame.’ I reply, ‘Would hate for your beautiful skin to be harmed, I’d be willing to rub some on you in exchange for directions.’ I. He mentioned I was a luck guy to have a wife that could suck dick as good as she does. He said the blow job my wife gave him after the Halloween party was one of the best, if not the best he ever had. It makes him hard just thinking about her sucking him, twirling her tongue around his head and rubbing his balls. I noticed he made a quick adjustment to the swelling in his shorts. He asked me if I knew she was going to blow him that night or did it just happen. I told him that we had discussed. When I opened my eyes Tom stood beside our bed. He was half-hard already and I knew what he wanted. I wanted it, too.I sat up in bed and moved to face him and tucked my feet under me. I feel small that way. I’m pretty tiny in the first place and I like it when Tom and Dave make me feel even tinier. I feel protected. It’s even better when they impose themselves and make me submit to their unbridled male lusts. Look, it’s a game the three of us play, OK? Outside of the game I’m no sub. I defend.