Little did he carebecause he just because to use my head to fuck him, giving me a gasp at haironce every few strokes, those strokes feeling they were ...aking forever. Soonthough he stopped and let me take a breather. Changing positions so that Chastity(which was her name) was on the top and Kyle on the bottom being his quitelazy self. Slowly inserting the dick into Chastity so that she was comfortableand she then began to fuck him slowly, teasingly; before going faster to makeboth moan in. I open my eyes to see the photo frame I'm holding of her, and I'm shaking as I begin to feel wave after wave of my orgasm rising and falling. I'm enjoying myself. I'm imagining it's her tugging my cock with her small, perfectly shaped soft hands.I don't know how long I'd been there. I was teasing myself, I didn't want to cum anytime soon. I heard a few bumps and noises as I continued, but I didn't want to stop. I simply ignored them.I had my back to the bathroom door, and I was stunned to hear. I'm stroking himgently feeling his excitement. I smile at him and start to go down slowly.His penis is hard and big and his breath is deepening. I keep stroking himwith my hand, but my face freeze just an inch from the head of the penis.I'm slightly drank, his excitement is infecting me, I was planning all ofit in advance. And yet I freeze and hesitate.A boy wants to insult badly another boy, what he would call him? acocksucker. Do I really want to cross this line? I may be able to let himcome . We split the first two in New York in a couple of classic games that were as tense as any post-season contest you'd ever want to see. Win or lose, this year the Yankees would have to look south toward Baltimore, instead of north toward Boston, to contemplate their principal competitor.We needed the third and final game in Yankee Stadium in order to leave town in first place by half a game. While we were playing Boston, the Yanks would be in Tampa -- most likely whipping up on the hapless Devil.