’ ‘A simple handshake would suffice,’ I joked, as Tommy pulled down my pants. My cock was rapidly rising to the occasion. In one swoop Tommy squ...tted down and took it in his mouth. In seconds it was slicked up in his spit. Soon he was bent over by the toilet and I was pile driving his ass. Tommy’s reddish white skin shimmered brightly under the rest room lights. With his young body tight against mine it didn’t take to unload inside his chute. But just as we were finishing there was a loud knock. ”Lindsey had talked privately to Steven O’Donnellabout her problems at home in the marital bed, Sheloved her husband. He was kind; normally considerateand had a good job. But then he did play too manyvideo games; always had the last say in the car theybought and the restaurant they went to and many otherthings that annoyed her. But worst of all he was justa complete and utter dud in bed – and it hurt!“Well,” O’Donnell said thoughtfully, “Maybe he. ”Petra twitched oddly, then pulled her hand out of her pocket. “We should go upstairs,” she said quietly. “In my room, with the lights off. It’s… better.”“But I want to see you,” Jeremy objected.“Please?” she asked, looking sad and sweet and perfect. “Just for the first time? I want it to feel… right.”Jeremy nodded, giving in to her. “Alright Pet… ra,” he corrected himself, “let’s go upstairs.”She smiled, taking his hand in hers and leading him away from the couch. He felt a strange jolting. It was that same clamor and perhaps my obliviousness of anything other than my task at hand that prevented forewarn knowledge of imminent danger lurking in our midst. The distinct tee-hee caused my eyes to open and veer down to the right where two beaming faces stared up at me from under the separating partition. Busted!The silence was shattered, along with my life as I knew it. "It's a fucking guy blowing the dude!" a blond teen exclaimed,, "Not a chick like we thought!"Humiliation would be an.