” “Do you really like it then?” “What?” “My arse.” “Put some pants on, will you?” “But you’ll not be able to look at my bum then... will you?” “Fuck off and put some pants on.” He smiled at me. He said, “It wouldn’t bother me, you know.” “What you going on about?” “I’m dead open-minded me, mate.” I picked the magazine back up. He smacked his bum again. “Will you stop doing that?” “Are you gay?” “What?” “Are you gay?” “Why do you ask me that?” “Just asking.” “Yeah, well just put some pants on.” He. My mom lived with a black man named Tony and his two sons who were 15 and 17. It was the first time that I had ever had any real encounters with black people and I was terrified, to think that five of us would be sharing a two bedroom apartment scared the dickens out of me.. I remember the hours we would chillout in the bedroom we shared listening to music and playing video games. It was a sweltering night and the only thing that we had to curb the heat was a little old fan, not long after we. ” I crawled up to meet him, our lips touched, and when our mouths opened his tongue flicked into mine and lapped up some of his cum. His right hand made its way down to my wet pussy, where some of my own cum had lingered as it hadn’t been lapped up, and he scooped it up, and licked it off his fingers. He kissed me again, and this time I flicked my tongue into his mouth to lap up some of my own cum. We then continued to kiss, our tongues passing each other’s cum from one another. After a few. As Terry was undressing Ken would kiss him as he took off each item of clothing. When Terry was naked he said as he held his hands in front of his small cock. "I am not hung like you." Ken said "Oh my you are such a pretty boy. I do like the chubby look. You don't have to worry about your cock size. Have you been with other guys before?" Terry shook his head saying "Sorry I have not". And added quietly "I am surprised you like chubby guys like me." Ken replied "Oh sweet boy you have nothing to.