It was an awful night, cold and windy and I really wanted to see more of Auntie Margaret, so after 20 minutes I decided to head back home.I was surpri...ed to find the front was locked, so I made my way round the back, let myself in and made a coffee. As I made my way towards the room door, which was ajar, I heard a strange noise. Moving quietly, I sneaked a look and was flabbergasted. Mum and Margaret were sat snogging on the settee, mum had her hands-on Margaret’s tits and Margaret did the same. ." He was talking too quickly, tripping over his words."Take a breath, son. Do you want to sit down?" Sure." He did so, relaxed a bit. "Okay. Here's the thing. I want to help out. I mean, I know that you already found someone, but I don't need to be on the team. I just want to be able to, be... used. For whatever, I mean."Ryan was intrigued, a little amused. "You're saying you want the guys to fuck you?"The boy blushed. "I mean, I... yes."Ryan grinned. "What's your name, son." Eric." Okay,. ”“I do?” I gulped.“You do,” she grinned. “Come with me.” She led me down the hall to a shoe store and pointed at some killer red heels in the window. “Those are perfect. Why don’t you go in and see if a clerk will help you try them on?”“I doubt if they have my size,” I stalled.“Well, if they don’t, you need to try on the largest size they have and see if they work,” she replied. “Now, get your ass in there.”Sensing that I wasn’t going to be able to talk my way out of this, either, I took a. The room was quiet for probably 15 minutes. Ned got up and retrieved three beers. I didn’t know if I could drink it. My throat was sore from being fucked and my stomach was full of cum. We chatted about this and that and Dwight said, “You are quite a partner,” looking at me. “Is there anything you won’t do?”“Poop, I don’t do poop,” was my reply.That was the end of that but he got a very funny smile on his face. Later I would find out what that was all about. I got up and found my robe. “I.