Picking it up before anyone else noticed I looked at the note which was written in very familiar curly pink handwriting that told me to be in the last...stall of the boys bathroom at 3 30 and hat if I was there I would get a nice surprise but that if I was late I would miss it. I was so keen that I was there at 3 25 so I locked myself in the second to last stall and waited. All the while trying to remember where I had seen that handwriting. Well sure enough on the stroke of half 3 a pair of shoes. Be proud of it. The faggots want it. They will pay bigmoney for thesephotos. They want to lick and suck on every inch of yourhot young body.They want to lick your balls. Your cum filled Latino teen nuts. Are you ready? Are you ready to shove that dildo up yourasshole for me? I know this is a first for you. This is special, Albert.This will give youenough money to take care of a month of drugs. Well, maybenot the way youtake them, but still. Now, lick the dildo to keep it niceand wet. Now I am. I stayed there with my legs trembling, shaking. It seemed to me an incredible thing to be penetrated for the first time in a public area, just reaching a climax within the five minutes. Next day, he came to the store, got to the same corner where these shelves were because he had decide to trade this piece for another one he would prefer, a size that best fit. When I got there to give him a hand, he grabbed me by the waist, lifted my skirt while kissing me and fondled my tits, sucking them. Slowly I started to stroke it Up and down. Oh, how I missed the feeling of hard flesh in my hands, in my mouth, in me. I noticed a gimmer of light reflecting off of some pre-cum that had formed. I began to feel a horrible guilt as I found myself wondering what it would feel like on my tongue. Could I really be doing this? What if he woke up? How could I explain things? He's my son! How great it feels pulsing in my fingers... All things seemed to fade away as the alcohol led my head closer.