..” Fred could hardly believe the words coming out of his own mouth. “Would you like to see mine? I mean, it ain’t a big huge cock like in Hustl...r, but it’s in real life.”“Fred that would be so cool!” the teen gushed. “I never seen one for real, and even in Hustler it’s always full grown, adult men. I don’t have any idea what a boy my own age looks like.”“Well you been showing me your boobs and panties for, well for months. It’s only fair I guess.”Fred stood in the middle of the shed and, with. The savage howled as Calix moved, threatening to break from the cage in which he was imprisoned. Calix would not allow this to stand. No one threatened his family. No one would hurt those he loved.Calix turned the key and threw open the cage, letting the savage beast within him loose.In the back of his mind, Calix realized this was the distraction he needed. The encounter with Bristol had been unsatisfying. He’d been painted into a mediating role he wasn’t certain suited him. Then, when he’d. Her hands rested upon the top of her legs as her heels clicked together in the rhythm of the beat. She was sat in one of the circular booths watching as her friends danced. A cold pespiring glass of Cola sat upon the table to her left, a straw poking outwards of the sleek glass. Her pink, full pouting lips closed over the straw as she sucked up some of the refreshing liquid, her tongue drifting along her top lip to catch a stray bead of Cola. Her cheeks were flushed slightly from the stifling. I was awareof a little pain, especially in my cheeks, both face cheeks and buttcheeks. But over all the drugs did their job and I did mine. My job wasto lay there, and in a slightly off kilter way, wonder what will be therewhen the bandages finally come off. Under the wrappings, a heavy weightseemed to constantly press on my chest and my lips didn't feel quiteright.Mother was always there for me. And Mistress Melissa also came to visitquite often. I think, besides visiting with me, she was also.