His cock seemed to press harder against me the longer we didn’t move. I wanted to say something but I didn’t know what to say.“I told you no one...would be here. They’re all at the fair. Let’s go.”It was my brother’s voice. I don’t know who was with him or how many of them were there. We heard them walk up the gravel path. I was glad I had hidden my clothes under the rock.Bobby stood up. As I stood up I turned towards him. I don’t know why but my eyes went straight to his cock. It looked much. I think he got picked on and bullied because, basically he was a very 'pretty' boy. He had a full mouth with cherry lips and as i have described before deep brown puppy dog eyes.Well now he was sitting beside me on this Summer afternoon. I noticed as he sat down he still had his white football socks on from the mornings training. Martin, 'why are you still wairing your football socks from this morning, they must be a bit sweaty by now'. Martin replied, 'I like the feel of them pulled up my. " Hi. I'm Richard, Rich to my friends." I drove on in silence for a few minutes, and then asked, "Was it a Halloween party you came from? Your dress looks a bit old-fashioned." She was wearing a short belted dress, the kind that someone might have worn back in the twenties or thirties. Mary looked about nineteen or twenty, was slim, with long blonde hair and blue eyes. She was short and thin, with that wholesome, fresh-scrubbed look."A costume party? No... well, no. But there is a reason for. Then he needed a couple minutes to let that sink in, and he actually didn't think I was a freak. He just thought it was odd. I told him about the whole thing, except for the mom/aunt interview. I thought they should tell him about that. Once I was done, he surprised me with a kiss."Whoa, what are you doing?" I wondered."I thought you wanted to hook up, so you could be incestuous too. Why else would you tell me all that?" he inquired."No, this project has just been something big in my life. I.