.Compared to the last three, but still his mind was only on one thing just like his mothers alwayswas, if only dad was alive, a thought his mind often...jumped to in these situations, but he quicklypushed the thought's of father from he mind because even though he was 16 the sbject of his dad was still a soft subject.''You going to stand there all day?'' Sam's Nan had come out to see what he was doing, if therewas one thing he didn't mind about being stuck here was his nan and grandad they always. I'm starved."Captain Todmorton entered the Arthur C. Clarke's mess room for the midday meal. It had been a very busy yet routine morning, with the Science Division taken up with mission planning and the other divisions conducting General Quarters drills.The Captain was a fussy man and like all fussy men in a position of authority he drove his ship's crew quietly, desperately nuts. One of his manias was for proper dress and decorum at meals. His crew would have preferred to spend at least one. Then the cock that I am sucking surprises me with a sudden slam of cum filling the back of my throat. I almost gag swallowing hard just to keep the river of cum in my mouth. With the first pencil cock in front of me, I reach over and take the other slim cock and pull him over. Looking up at both of them and whisper to them. “This is a two for one special, face one another a little so I can get both of you cock’s in my mouth at one time." Not giving them a chance, I pull both of their cocks. .. I want you to fuck me... but first, I want to taste you. Can I taste you, Ian?" Cyndi looked into my face with her big, gorgeous blue eyes pleading. "Can I give you head first, please? You don't mind, do you?"At first I thought she was kidding. But Cyndi has always been a shy child, and she desperately wanted to please me. I smiled."Please," I panted. "Please give me head." Oh, yes," sighed Cyndi as she kissed her way down my body. She paused at my nipples, taking those in between her lips.