‘Eat this, Alex, quickly.’ Alex looked at the sugar sweet as if he had no idea what it was or what he was supposed to do with it. ‘Eat it, Alex,...�� his mother said pressing it against his lips. He moaned softly and turned his head away, trying to pull out of Neil’s arms to lie down. ‘Please, Alex.’ He turned his head the other way. ‘Give it to me,’ Neil said softly. Surprised, Mrs Cutler complied. Gently he drew Alex’s head back onto his shoulder. Alex looked up and smiled. ‘Will you eat this. Or...was it just that she didn't think she wouldever know a man like him again. In any case, she had tried to lead a normallife, pouring her needs and fantasies into the secret stories she wrote andposted anonymously on the Internet. The Internet, through which she had met theman she was now going to give herself to for a full weekend. She had read astory he had posted, a story of torture and domination, which had turned her on.There were many such stories posted, but so few people really wrote. I went in the kitchen where the hostess and her sister was (kim, not her real name). We talked a bit, and Kim then told her sister that I could probably fix the issue. She said they had a leaky valve in bathroom, had the stuff, but there handyman wouldn't be there for while. I said sure. Kim took me upstairs to the master bathroom and said it was under the sink. I got down, laying on my back looking at the issue. While I did Kim sat on the countertop, with her little sundress leg spread. . Kind of. So I don’t have a problem with the whole gay thing. Kind of. But in his case, he’s like this huge contradiction. He’s big and hairy and beefy like me but the k** is SUCH a fucking cocksucker. He practically begged me to fuck him and what k** does that to his father? But, once the guys on the crew figured out the Boss’ son was a whore, it was only a matter of time before I had to join in. I mean ignoring the fact that your k** is a fag just makes it seem like you’re clueless. And.