'”OK”? Feels fucking great. Hmmm…You're good, dude. Must be all that practice…' I looked at him mock-angrily; he shot back, 'k**ding! Oh, man�...�Ahhh…That's good, Rob. Real good.' He watched the action on the screen as I played with his cock. I couldn't tear my gaze from Ricky's penis. It felt like a big, tight flexed muscle, hard as steel and yet soft in my hand. Its big round knob was showing the first drops of pre-cum at its tip. I tried the move he had done with me and moved down to gently. Definitely outside the room, Robert figured. They waited in silence. Whoever it was wasn’t coming in. At least, I bloody hope not, Robert thought. I'm up to my balls here.They looked at each other. She didn’t have to remind him to be quick again.Alyssa eased Robert out of her and turned to face him. Her hand grabbed his shaft, wet with her juices. She jerked up and down on it rapidly. When she took her hand away Robert continued on his own, watching as she sat up on the trolley. Her fingers. *** I sat curled up on my bed, not twelve hours from being tossed into the jail. I had awoken, a clear circle around me. I was avoided by everyone in that cell. Apparently the news of just how much it had taken to drop me had been imparted to my cell mates, and none of them looked like they wanted to be the direction of my ire. Not even the especially thuggish looking teens would look at me. That suited me just fine . In the end, my father put up bail, and I paid a large fine out of my pocket. Martha had chuckled at my remark and nodded again with a smile and was already speaking: ‘ That’s what is so good here, … with us, talking like this, just talking. At home, we always did, if it happened, but then, even though no one asked at home, it was always still a little embarrassing, thinking that they might be wondering and have their own thoughts about it.’ I nodded, wondering what my parents’ thoughts were, they had certainly had some late misgivings about leaving us alone together –.