She removed the blindfold and put a big bag of clothespins on my desk. “I want you to learn to control yourself, “ she said. I just nodded, looki...g wearily to the bag of pegs. “You cannot come before I come, are we clear?” I just replied with a yes. She smacked me on the plug and said, “Yes who?” I was quick to respond with, “Yes ma'am.” “Good girl,” she said patting me on the head. “Now get to work,” and she put her pussy on my mouth again. I began licking and nibbling her clit. Only Tyrone was allowed inside. After the vibrator worked its magic I would receive a hand job. It was better in a way because I had a little more control when she touched me. Also, she became an expert with my anatomy. She learned the sweet spots, the trigger points on the underside of my erection. She feathered my balls, massaged my taint. Whenever she tickled my hole I moaned.While fondling me she never failed to coax embarrassing noises from me. She laughed when I moaned. She knew. "Stop it Harry!" I heard a voice from behind the sofa. "Don't do that," The voice said again.Without thinking I quickly moved to the far side of the couch and there much to my surprise was my sister Jackie with her blouse open and her breasts exposed. I didn't know the young man she was with."What the hell is going on here," I said angrily. "Jackie who is this guy and why aren't you wearing a bra?" I know, what a stupid question.From the looks of things I figured I arrived on the scene before. “Hiya Jimmy,” greeted Jonny, “hangin out at Kevin’s?”“Huh? Oh! Hey Jonny, no, he asked if I could sew up a rip in a pair of pants.”“Or were you trying to scoop him up since Nazz dumped him, huh?”“God ... you can be an insufferable asshole, you know that? Peach Creek is big enough I could find somebody ... besides; I’m still figuring things out. Would it be a problem if I were gay? Are you worried I might like you, huh?”“If I were gay, I’d date me.”“If you were gay, I’d be straight,” he rolled.