He wore trendy clothes; he dressed to fit a club boy image, ready to dance the night away at places where young gay boys frequent and meet. He was ver... inquisitive, and asked me if I had ever been with a boy.He asked me if I liked my dick sucked. He shocked me with surprise, caught me off guard when he reached out and unzipped my pants, and pulled out my dick with fast skill.He said, “Nice”, as he stroked and played with it, and it got big and hard in his hand, his lewd, stroking action. Bracing himself with both hands. Pressing his ass against the wall where the black bull was sliding his cock in and out. Nothing too aggressive, but still, the length and girth of the horse-hung cock were no joke. Kev had closed his watering eyes. As the black stud started fucking the bum-hole in earnest now. His hips were slamming against the partition wall. His cock making the unmistakable noises of riding a sloppy well-lubed tight boy-cunt. When Kev finally relaxed a little, he looked up and. However, that didn’t mean I couldn’t pass myself off as his son… “What does mom need us to get?” I asked. “Couple veggies. An onion. Couple other things.” No sooner did we round a corner and head down a vacant aisle when Jim’s hand went from laying across my waist, to sliding right down across my soft, shapely ass. My head whipped up instantly. “Jim, what the hell are you doing?” I quietly exclaimed. “Are you nuts?” Jim just grinned down at my fearful expression and gripped my closest. How long had I been wearing this gag now? I thought about hanging outside with the itching powder burning my sex, and my frustration mounted more.I saw the light under the door and knew it was morning. The door flew open and Tim marched in. He lifted me roughly to my feet. The balls inside me shook more and I moaned."Wow," said Tim, "so now just my touch turns you on."I looked meekly at the floor. He dragged me into the lounge. Thankfully only Alice was still there."Well," she said, looking at.