Just slow down; you can keep doing what you're doing for now, but I want you to just take it nice and slow." He kind of wriggled back and settled furt...er into the stacked up pillows and for the next twenty minutes or so showed me just where and when he wanted my mouth. He showed me how he liked me to stop my hand movements while I gave his engorged cock-head a warm swirling bath in my spit. Then he showed me how he liked to see me slowly pump a gob of his warm fluid all the way up that long 11". With two hands I pull the waist band of Dan’s speedo out, and then down. His cock sprung out and I tucked the waistband under his balls as well.Then I attacked his cock with my mouth.My hands were on Dan’s firm arse and I let him fuck my mouth. Dan’s moaning was loud and his hands ended up on the back of my head as his hips thrust his cock in and out of my mouth.I was a horny teenager once so I knew he wouldn’t be long and without warning I felt the familiar taste of cum as his cock exploded.. I couldntve got out of that car faster, nearly trampling my younger brothers. "easy son, where are ya in such a hurry to git to?" my dad asked in his southern accent, "out of this car and into some fresh air." I responded. He shook his head and and looked away. I grabbed my bags out of the trunk and followed my little brothers into the house, to be greeted by my step mother, Cherish in the kitchen."Oh my gawd! you've gotten so big! you're growing up now and you look just like your mother!". At least, everyone thought it was a joke, until it turned out it was actually written in their wills. The lake house was sold, and I never saw it again.While I never saw them again, I never forgot them, and it turned out they didn't forget me. I graduated college with a Bachelor of Fine Arts degree, ready to pursue a career in photography. At graduation after greetings from my parents, friends and family, a striking rugged-looking stranger in an Australian Akubra hat stepped up to me. With a.