Beautiful.” He whispers to me, his eyes still trained on the book, his fingers running soft lines on the cover. “I have to tell you the truth, the...only thing inside my head today, was you. I knew you were looking at me earlier. That's when I knew. Everything after that, I did to be alone with you. To talk. You're the first person to know about me, Oliver. The first.” “And what's that?” I croaked out, knowing the answer already, my nerves bleating painfully while my head rode the Tilt-A-Whirl.. I could hardly speak. My heart was beating way fast, as he whispered, “Suck it! I want you to suck my cock!”I flew to the floor in front of him as he took off his jeans. He wasn’t wearing underwear, and his rigid cock stood straight out and his scrotum swung side to side as he extricated his feet from his pants. Easing back on the couch he spread his legs and I massaged his balls, stroked his precum-smeared cock and ran my middle finger down around and slightly into his man hole.I took a deep. "You seen him with any chicks lately?" retorts Jamie, and suddenly the air in the room goes cold. My sweat is clammy on my skin. I stand up, picking up my blanket in one hand, feeling very, very exposed."Um..." I cannot for the life of me think of a way to end that sentence and my actions now are going to have serious effects if I don't think fast enough. I am the luckiest boy on earth when our coach comes through the door half a tense second later and announces the end of the session, go and. There was something there that couldn't be denied and I knew it would someday manifest itself and I could live my life until she felt she was ready. If that day never came I would have felt tremendous disappointment, but forcing the issue, forcing myself on her, wouldn't have been much different than her relationship with the monster that was Simone.After our little dinner of comfort foods we did as she wished and went to the living room and sat on the love seat and put the TV on, but I quickly.