His thirst for affection hit a responsive cord with his partners, and along with his well-developed cock, they were always quite satisfied.Sex was Ter...y's only overt form of rebellion against his parents, and he was by no means obsessed with it. He did, in fact, feel more than a little guilt about it.Through his sophomore year, Terry had gone out for basketball, simply because he could not take the hammering from Vince. In his junior year, he was no longer eligible for the JV, and he did not. Both were dressed in a robes, which I thought was odd. .They sat down on each side of me. Marley counted out my money and handed it to me. I said thank you then waited for Peter to say he was ready to take me home."One more thing dear,"Marley said," Peter tells me you've been watching our videos and using our toys."I was stunned. I couldn't believe he had told her! "And," Marley added in a soft voice,"He tells me he fucked you also. Is that true? Did you let my husband fuck your tight, sweet. .. father. But his psychaitrist says it's best not totraumatize him by denying his sexuality. Call him Trisha, and just treat himlike ... well ... treat him like he's your sister." I cautiously walked up tohim, and gave him a little hug, feeling our breasts touch --- the secondweirdest feeling I've ever had. "Hi Trisha," I said. "That's such a prettydress." To my shock, he grabbed the edges and curtsied, lifting it up justenough so I could see his pink panties underneath. "Thank you Amy!" he. He was even longer than I remember. Again I was fascinated with his apple sized cock head mounted on the pencil thin white shaft. His balls were tiny, he stroked his thin shaft, the top of his pumping hand banging into the underside of the crown. His eyes were closed as I watched clear pre-cum drool out and over,dripping onto the floor. "Have you ever sucked cock?" he asked quietly. "No!" I answered quickly and perhaps just a bit to sharply. "I told you I wasn't gay." "I know, I.