Date: Fri, 18 Feb 2011 22:28:10 -0700
From: dnrock@rock.com
Subject: Delta Cubed 10

Delta Cubed
by:  dnrock(dnrock@rock.com)


10:  Wilson World

Wilson was in grade 5 but his singing reputation was now well established
so he managed to sing with all the grades at the annual Christmas concert.
At home we were all singing, even me.  Rita, Judy and Alex played, it was
kind of a tridational thing.  We even made popcorn and crandbary strings
for the tree in the loby.

Wilson had followed our lead into swiming so for the last pratice before
the brake Alex and I joined the younger kids in fun races.  Our lack of
training was also starting to show.  It was a real reminder just how good
all those young bodies looked and then older teens were; Alex and I were
beside ourselves by the time we left.  He played with my crotch most of the
way home.

We had one unbelieveable round of sex for the next week.

Between Christmas and New Years we had a big family meeting again.  This
time it was Alex as chairman.  He and I wanted to review Wilson's musical
future.  Rita had been suggesting that Wilson make some recordings and give
some paid concerts and recitles or perhaps sings as guest solo with some
professional chiors.  Alex had to quiet Wilson down several times, he was
so excited.  I remember a meeting not unlike this, although I was a bit
younger.

It is still a strange feeling when everyone is debating your future and
they don't want you to talk.  I had made Alex aware of this before hand, so
he was sensative to Wilson's feelings.  After all the adults got a say,
Alex turned to Wilson.

"Now it is your trun, you may be last to speak but you are in no way the
least.  What do you want us to do, if anything?"

"I want to sing and share my voice and my joy with others.  I sure like the
way it feels when I know my singing has touched others and given them a
good feeling.  I like the aploase too.  I want to travel with mom Rita and
dad Randy, I don't want to be away from mom Sara and dad Fred and my
family.  I don't want to be away from my friends at school."

Liz called Wilson to her.  "Sit by me son.  I want to try and understand
just what you think you want to do."  Wilson moved from between Alexandria
and Judy over by Liz.

"You want to make everyone you meet happy, is that right?"  Wilson nodded.
"You are just a bit afraid that if you go away, you will either never come
back or you will not be accepted back?"  Wilson nodded again but put his
head down so we would not see his face.  "You are afraid that if you admit
these and other fears we will think less of you?"

"Yes, grandma."

We all wanted to jump in at this point but everyone held their peace.

"Are you fearful that admitting you have some doubts makes you appear less
brave?"

"Yes Grand, Sam and Alex would not be afraid or have doubts but I do and I
may not be able to be as brave as them."

A tear was beginning to form in his eye.

"Do you have any doubt in your mind that we all love you and would never do
anything that would hurt you?

"Oh no, I know, but I don't know what the right thing is, Gran."

"Your problem is no option or suggestion articulated by anyone today, you
included, is clearly wrong.  They are all good, honorable, nobel and right.
It would be so simple it life were so easy, to present all its challanges
as black and white.  Not so, life is mostly shades of gray.  Not right, not
worng, not good, not bad, just gray.  Some times you just have to go with
your heart, go with what you think or believe is what you want the most.  I
did, Randy did and Alexandria did, and we did alright by it."

I could not hold off any longer.

"Wilson, when I was just a bit younger than you, my family had a meeting,
just like this, remember Fred?"

"Oh, I remember."

"They debated what was best for me, all the pro's and con's of my living at
the UK Delta house.  Every one wanted me to stay but everyone had a
different idea of what was in "my best interest" and was more often then
not, wrong.  I could only see one option that made sence to me.  I was
terrified I would be sent back to those people, I was afraid of being in a
foster home or orphanage.  I only knew one thing for sure and that was, at
the Delta House I was valued, respected and treated like everyone always
said a person should be; up to then it is the only time I ever had been.  I
had only one desire, right or wrong I didn't care.  It was Alf who finely
said to me, `Sam what do you want?'  And here I am today.  You see courage
is not always going with the flow of logic, it may be going with the flow
of the heart."

Sara added, "you will always have a home with Fred and I, "home is that
place where you can always come back to."

"None of us expect you to be any braver or show any more courage then you
need to do your best at what ever you do and that what you do is done
because you desire it, not because we want it," Fred added.

"But I want it all I guess.  It is simpler to say what I don't want and
that is to ever be in a powerless situation again.  With my family, with
all of you, I have power or at least help is close by.  I like the power I
have on the stage.  I like it when I can press my body against one of
yours.  I feel safe and I feel good all over.  I like my friends too, all
of them not just my classmates.  I feel stimlulated just interacting with
them.  I like using big words, because people think I am older and smarter
then I am.  Can I have it all somehow, is that to much?"

"Nothing is to much son, you can have all you can handle, and that comes
from Mr. moderation himself." Fred said.

Alex spoke up.  "Why don't you people spend some time figureing out how
Wilson can have it all and how the all is to be financed, while Sam and I
take him for a swim.  If you have some kind of plan laid out, it will be a
lot easier for Wilson and his guardians to respond.  I know as recently as
last week I was not certain about what I'ed do next year.  How can we ask a
10 year old to decide on the next few years without an outling of choices
and implications."

Ah, that engineering mind set.

Judy later related her feelings and thoughts about the three of us as we
walked toward the pool.

"You three were so handsome.  Mrs. Roe even mentioned how nice you all
looked with your arms crossed behind Wilson's shoulders.  I saw that, she
was right.  I also noticed Wilson's hands on your butts.  I thought about
it, remembering some of the things Wilson has said and questions he was
asking lately about sex and age.  I'll bet he is trying to seduce his
brothrs and with the intensity of their sex drives he'll do it too, I
thought."

One of the recent questions was directed at Sara.  Wilson asked if she
would treat him differently when he was old enough to satify a woman, "you
know treat me like a brother instead of a son".  Sara suggested we cross
that bridge when we got to it.  Wilson also told us about one of his older,
teenage friends from the Banff school.  This boy ask if Wilson had a man.
Wilson said he had lots of men in his life his two older borthers were in
Banff right now.  No, not relatives per say but a man to do thing with you
and for you.  Wilson being brighter then the average figured out what the
kid was talking about, sex.  "I told him my brothers took care of my every
need and desire."  I guess the boy had been asked by `his man' if any of
the younger ones were lacking or in need.

Wilson, was a bit upset at first, "he wanted to pimp me, I hate pimps", but
on thinking about it he realized the kid didn't realize what he was doing
and money was not the issue; if he never mentioned it again Wilson would
remain friends with him, he didn't.  He didn't tell us in Banff, feeling we
would have been very angery with the boy.  He was right about that.  He was
right to just decline and judgeing the boy ment no harm to him, just let it
go.

Wilson said, "the boy said `his man' had made him gay and he liked it and
liked the things they did"; the boy also told Wilson his man said lots of
arts people are homosexual and all the boys did what they were doing.  Alex
and I figured the fellow was just a pedofile who wanted to fuck boys.  Now
I can understand his wanting to do that, young boys and girls have very
attractive bodies and often are dependent and easliy manulipated.  I don't
like manulipations of people especially children.  If the boy was gay or bi
and of age, I guess it is okay but if not, than I don't like to see it.  If
the boy was gay and gays are not made, they like all of us, born, and no
harm is done, well I'm just not sure.

We four talked a lot about this stuff attempting to rationalize our own
anticipated actions or lack of them in Wilson's case.  We all knew Wilson
wanted more physical love from us, we wound up at a philisophical impass.
Yes it is wrong to have sex with children.  But if greater harm would arise
by refusing a specific child then what?  Haveing been raped and tramatized,
his obvious desire for us must represent an expression of his trust and
love.  We went with our hearts not our heads.

The three of us walked to the pool dressed in sweat shrits and speedos,
considering it was winter with snow on the ground, our arms draped over
Wilson and his around us.  The pool building is about 50 yards from the
office/living quarters.  We were brothers in all but blood.  We dried our
speedos while we took a not overly hot sauna.  Wilson's slim body between
our lean but in comparison hulking selves.  His body is hariless, none
visible, he is developing shoulders and has a large, for a 10 year old,
uncut penis and cuite little bunns.  Alex and I keep our bodies well shaved
even though we don't compete any more, Judy and Alexandria keep our pubic
hair trimed.

Wilson sat one rank down between our legs.  He began fondling our calfs and
knees.  It only took a little to get our cocks hard.  I looked over at Alex
to see his reaction.  It was the same as mine, not embarassed but a bit
uncomfortable.  Alex looked down at Wilson, with a head nod signal we both
reached for him and in one motion pulled the little shit up between us.  He
expressed minor suprise, but the look on his face said adoration.  Now he
sat between us with our fulley ereck cocks swolen and ready for action.
Our bodies were pressed tight toghther, Wilson's shoulders pressed against
our chests and his legs contacting ours.  I took his left hand gently in
mine and placed it on my cock.  Alex did the same with his right.  Wilson
smiled wide, said nothing and began fondling, his brothers', one 8 plus
inch cock in each hand.  I began rubbing his shoulders and upper body while
Alex went for his almost 4" ilttle penis.  No one said anything, three man
on the bench pressing our bodies against each other, fondling each others
manhood.  Wilson was smiling and looking up at us alternating from one to
the other.

It was not a time for words, just action.  It became obvious he wanted to
do more but did not quite know how to proceed.  Alex finely said you can
kiss it, you know.  Wilson responed by kissing Alex's cock, licking the
head and around the glans then taking the head in his mouth.  I wondered
where he learned that, I doubt that he ever had a clear enough vision of
us.  He left Alex and moved to me doing the same thing.  I indicated he
stand up and face Alex.  When he stood Alex could get his mouth on Wilson
penis and I could kiss and fondle his wonder butt.  As Alex sucked and
kissed my tongue found his anus and it began to probe.  Wilson was going
wild.  He was to young to ejaculate but I guess boys can experience orgasm,
he seemed to.

We pressed him between us our now rock hard cocks stabbeing his little body
as we held him Alex in front and me behind fondling and kissing and
holeding our little brother our new little lover.  It was now time to teach
him how to give head.  I got Alex to lay back spreading his legs.  Wilson
was positioned between his legs.  "Watch me, and do what I do."  I took
Alex in my mouth about half his length and woking my tongue around the head
and underside slowly let him out to the head rim and then worked my tongue
in his urthia and around the head and back in again.  You try it.  He did
and he did a good job.  Watch your teeth, he said nothing but watched his
teeth.  While this was happening I played with Wilson penis and ass, and
kissed and licked Alex's scrotum.  Wilson moved to Alex's balls and back to
his cock while I started working on his bumm hole again with my tongue and
index finger.  Alex lifted his legs up a bit to expose his anus, Wilson
took the hint and after a bit of licking he began finger fucking Alex.  All
the time I kept one hand on Wislon's little boy cock and partly empty sack.

I could see Alex was getting redy to come, Wilson seemed to like the taste
of his precome.  I wondered if Alex would warn Wilson about his impending
ejaculation but he did not.  Wilson did a fair job of swoling his load,
about 1/2 , the remainder ran out the sides of his mouth.  When Alex
finishied Wilson cleaned up the mess, I told him semen was good for his
vocal cords.  He did not quite believe me, and when I started laugheing he
knew I was kidding.  We talked and fondled and kissed a bit, then Alex went
to work on me while Wilson tried to lick my anus and finger fuck it too.
We showered dressed and went home, three very satified boys.

All during the shower Wilson wanted to know when we would do it again, when
we would enter his ass and when he could fuck us and on and on.  We assured
him soon, later that night would be another sex lesson.  Both of us
reconfirmed his desire to do these things we wanted reassurance that he
understood sex was not a requirment for our love and affection.

"I know that, I also know how good it feels to touch and be touched by my
family and if I give you guys half the pleasure you give me it must be a
fair trade.  You two have no idea how proud I felt sitting between you and
hold a hard cock in each hand."

He did not want us to say anythig to Judy and Alexandria.  We assured him
they were cool and they had to know why we were not sleeping with them
tonight.

"Well they have each other right?"

"Right but we still need to confide in our partners/sisters don't we,
Wilson?"

We offered to tell our mates but Wilson said he had to do it, it was his
responsibility.  With a kid like this how could we help but love and
respect him.

When we returned to the meeting it appeared that some kind of generalized
plan was taking shape.  Alex and I replaced Judy and Alexandria.  They and
Wilson would take care of dinner.  In general, Rita and Randy would look
after Wilson's professional music.  He would spend 6 two week periods a
year for two to three years recording and giving concerts.  His music
studies as usual, school as usual, he would spend most of his summer with
the four of us.  Fred had figured out how to finance everything but that
would require one couple to work and the other to travel with Wilson over
the summer, we would change out frequently to balance everything.  In
addition, Wilson's music education and other expences would be covered by
his existing trust fund, royalty and performance fees.  Wilson would miss
some school so he would need to work hard and we would all need to function
as tutors.  Once his voice broke and prefromaing as a boy suprano was over
we would formulate a new plan.  Sara figured Wilson would probably want to
live with us by that time anyway.  Unless we were not all at the same
university that is.

After dinner Rupert presented the plan to Wilson.  Wilson agreed,
understanding that he would need to work very hard in school, in music and
in play.  Team sports were probably out but anything done on an indivudial
bases would be fine.  Sara would be the schedule coordinator and
correspondent for all of us.  Us four would have to agree to the trust fund
and management arrangements.  Wilson wanted to ask for someting but it was
obvious he was just not quite sure how to get it articulated.  Liz placed
her arm arond his boy shoulders.

"Wilson honey, what is it that is troubling you?"

"I dont want everyone to think I am stupid or ungreatful, Grandma."

"No one will think you are any of those things Wilson, if you are concerned
about something then it is important to us too."

"My biological mother will get out on parole in another year or so and what
if she wants to take me away," he was about to begin sobbing.

Rupert interjected, "as one of your legal councils let me assure you that
will never happen.  That woman is forbidden to even try and contact you
until you are of legal age.  If she does its right back to jail.  The court
orders making you a ward of the state and giving your family your
gardianship is not reversable.  As your grandpa let me assure you, over my
dead body, and that goes for every one lese here, right son," he said
looking directly at Randy.

"You the man, dad."

Wilson was smilying as Liz ran her hand over his hair.  "You see Wilson
that was not stupid or ungreatful, it was a valid question expressing a
real concern.  Are you still concerend about her?"

"No, gram, I was real sure about all of you I just didn't quite know how
sure I should be about the DSS, that's all.  Can I have a stage name?"

"Sure you can, if you want one, but what is wrong with Wilson Barton?"

"The Wilson part is okay but I want nothing to do with the Bartons.  I
don't want them to be able to associate me and my talent wtih themselves."

"Fair enough son, Randy interjected, do you have any ideas?"

"How about Kirk-Roe", he said blushing a bit, "Wilson Kirk-Roe."  Wilson
looked at the table and pressed harder into Liz.

"I was hopeing that my guardians would...would adopt me some day and if
they did then that would be my new name, wouldn't it...I mean...:

"Daddy please make it happen, please, please..."  Alexandria pleaded.

"Of course I'll set up the stage name right away but.."

"They mean the adoption, Randy," Ritta interjected

"Well Wilson, I guess you get your wish as far as Alex and Alexandria are
concerned and a lessen in domentic peace.  When Alex's and my mates speak,
being smart men we just do it."  Randy looked at Judy and me, for a formal
responce.

"Yes, yes as long he never calls me his mother."

"I know how good it made me feel when Fred and Sara adopted me, a feeling I
have wanted to give Wilson for a long time now."

I reached out my hand across the table to Wilson.  He greasped it with a
vice like grip.

"Brothers"

"Brothers," he responed.

"I guess I had better get one of my family law partners started on this in
the morning, if that's okay with you dad."

Later that evening Wilson presented himslef to Alex and I saying it was now
time, we followed him to his room.

"Lets get naked," he bubbled, quickly removing his clothing, "we can start
the adoption right now."

Alex and I did.  We embraced and kissed and fondled each other for a short
time.  Alex asked Wilson how much he knew about boy sex and how he learned
it.  Most from the internet and some from his school mates.  He had a
greater knowledge then either of us had at 10 and a half.  We corrected a
few misconceptions.  He was a bit confused about hygene.  We took him into
the bathroom and demonstrated on ourselves and then he cleaned himslef.
That done we asked him if he had prepared, oh yes.  He had found most of
our toys and lube etc. and collected everythig that was needed.  We
proceeded to stretch his sphinxter by using a series of increaingly larger
dildos.  Playing with each other and sucking lots of cock in between.

Wilson took his right hand and brought it back to my cock, and his left to
his own hard little penis, and started stroking them both.  Because his
jerking off was diverting his attention too much, his stroking of my cock
started to get a little rough, so I said, "Here, let's try this." I laid
him down on his side on the bed, and lay on my side next to him, with our
heads at each other's feet so that our hands wouldn't get in each other's
way.  Alex continued to work on stratching his anus with the dildos.

"It would really feel good if you only had to concentrate on rubbing my
cock, while I rub yours," I said.

With that we began stroking each other's hard cock in our mutual
masturbation session.  I looked at his hard penis while I was stroking him,
followed by his small sack of almost balls underneath. Occasionally as he
drew his legs up in pleasure I concentrated on stroking his cock and often
stroking his testicles too, I felt something warm on my cock.

I looked down to see his mouth surrounding the head of my cock, and my
first reaction was to press my dick further into his warm mouth and
tongue. Actually, that was my second and third reaction, too, with my
fourth being to take his cute penis into my mouth and lick all along the
shaft and piss slit on his reddish cock head.  We sucked each other's dicks
like that for at least 10 minutes, until I could feel his dick swelling
with his dry climax.

I savored the fresh taste of his boy cock and his smell.

Wilson got up and sat on my lap facing me, with his legs imprisoning mine,
and looked gravely into my eyes. "Sam," he said, "that felt really good." I
laughed at the juxtaposition of his comment about how good gay sex was,
with the serious look on his face, and almost immediately regretted it.

"I'm serious, Sam," he said, with a hurt expression. "That was the nicest
feeling I've ever had.  Better than before, even."

"I'm sorry, Wilson," I said. "I didn't mean to laugh. I really enjoyed it
too."  While I semi-apologized to him, my hands stroked the smooth skin of
his waist and went around his back to cup his plump, smooth ass cheeks.  He
wiggled his butt under my hands and said, "That feels really nice, too, Sam
and Alex is making me really hot.

I enjoyed the feel of his skin under my fingers, and gently squeezed his
rear end, enjoying the feel of his small ass cheeks in my hands.  I slid my
hands further around until the tips of my fingers were nestling in the
crevice between those round ass globes.

Wilson began squirming and I thought Alex or I had hurt him, but he grabbed
Alex's arm and pulled it closer to his anus, "put in a bigger one please".
Wilson buried his face in my chest out of embarrassment, and I heard a
muffled "Put it in!" I wasn't sure of what I heard, and said, "What did you
say?"

Wilson turned his head so that I could just see the corner of one eye
looking up at me, pleadingly, and he said, "Please put your cock inside me.
That dildo feels REALLY nice."  I hugged Wilson to me, and kissed the top
of his fresh smelling head.  I gentl caressed his body for about a
minute. "

He didn't say anything, but only hugged me harder.  Alex put my big
vibrating diddo in.  I knew he would be incredibly hot and tight inside his
anus, and I reveled at the feel of this fresh young boy's ass embracing my
cock.  Alex slowly slid the diddo in to the first fat section, and then
Wilson lifted up his head until his face was only inches away from mine.
He brought his lips to mine, and kissed me.  From the instant his lips
touched mine, I was hooked on the texture, and the taste of this boy's
lips.

I felt my tongue enter his mouth, past his lips, grazing against his pearly
white, even teeth, to touch up against his small tongue.  Wilson's tongue
was like a small animal, at first cowering in some semblance of fear or
shyness against my own wilder tongue, then taking on a confidence to swirl
and caper around mine, like a baby sheep cavorting around its proud ram
father.

While our tongues danced our own passionate minuet, my hand, roamed free
around Wilson's shapely butt.  As my passion rose, I made a
decision. Breaking our kiss, I whispered into his ear, " Alex needs to make
your rear end even wetter, Wilson.  Would you get on your hands and knees
on the bed so that he can do that?"

Wilson leaped nimbly over to the other side of the bed, and arranged
himself as I had asked.  He slumped his head down on his arms, consequently
lifting his butt further up in the air, a perfect position for what we had
in mind.  Bringing his face just inches away from Wilson's ass.

The skin of his ass cheeks was a rosy red, as though he had just been
spanked there, contrasting with the milky white skin that was usually
covered by swim trunks, or underpants.  The curvature of each ass cheek
reminded me of two honeydew melons, perfectly round and smooth, without a
single hair to mar his marble like perfection.

At the point where his thighs came together, from my perspective behind
him, there was a smooth plain extending from the tight crevice formed by
his plump hemispheres down to the wrinkled skin surrounding his small,
still developing balls.  Beyond that, I could see the head of his little
dick hanging almost straight down, although I think the heat of my breath
on his butt was causing it to jerk slightly upward, as it engorged with
blood.  I gently tickled that sensitive area between his ass hole and his
nuts, and he giggled.

Alex brought his mouth to that smooth stretch of skin, and gently licked
him there, and I heard an involuntary low moan escape Wilson's
throat. "Ohh, that feels really nice, Alex. Please do it some more."

He continued licking him there, savoring the smooth texture, and the
slightly musky aroma surrounding his ass.  He slowly moved his tongue up on
the rise of his ass cheeks, just inches away from that mysterious cleft
between them.  I knew from my own experience that part of the ass is very
ticklish.  He then placed a hand on each ass cheek, and gently parted them,
exposing his tiny ass pucker to view.

His anus is perfectly symmetrical, like a pit in a freshly opened peach.
Alex couldn't keep his mouth away from such a seductively attractive
orifice, and teased around the opening with the tip of his tongue, running
it up and down the puckers of the anal skin that signal the start of the
rectum, and the entrance to a boy's paradise.  After running his tongue
around that lovely ring many, many times, he then stiffened his tongue like
a miniature dick and plunged it into Wilson's boy pussy.  He moaned loudly,
then gasped at this invasion.

Alex continued fucking his hole with his tongue, enjoying the sensual
carnival of taste, smell and touch all intertwined in this beautiful boy's
hairless hole.  Finally, his tongue could take no more, probably almost
cramping, and he fell back on the mattress.

My hand went to my hard cock and I started stroking it like a madman.
Wilson lay next to me, watching me masturbate.  He brough his small hand
under my leg while I jerked off, and began stroking my rear hole.  His
other hand he brought to my stomach, caressing my flat stomach while I
stroked.

Soon, Wilson's fingering of my hole, and now Alex's sucking of my cock,
brought me to a shattering climax, and long strings of hot come shot out of
my cock into Alex's mouth.

"This is your night, little one," and rolled him over onto his stomach.
This exposed his deeply pink butt cheeks and inflamed me even further.  I
brought my hands to his ass cheeks to gently separate them, and quickly
brought my mouth to his ruby red anal pucker.  I stabbed out at the
puckered skin and the slight opening with my tongue.

I spent probably a good 15 minutes licking all around and in his ass,
savoring the delicious taste of this boy's fine butt.  Occasionally my
finger would invade his ass to help loosen him up, and he'd wiggle his butt
sexily when I did that.

I put several squirts of lube into his butt hole to provide as much
lubricant as possible, and spread the lube round and into his hole with my
finger.  I then got up between his spread legs, and eased myself down on
top of him, with the head of my cock lodged into his ass furrow.  During
this time Alex had provided Wilson with his cock to suck on and play with.
I reached down with my hand and directed the head of my cock into his tight
hole, slowly easing just the purple mushroom shaped head of my circumcised
dick into his tight ass hole.

I began easing my penis slowly in, looking for any signs that I might be
causing Wilson pain or discomfort, but, instead, Wilson pushed his tight
ass upwards to further impale himself on my rod.  We quickly set up a
rhythm of fucking that brought the head of my penis just inside his anal
ring, back to fully impaling his ass, with my tightly trimed pubic hair
rubbing against his smooth butt cheeks.  Faster and faster we humped,
fucking hard and harder. "That's it, fuck me, Sam," Wilson groaned.

"Please fuck me harder, harder," he said. "I want to feel you shoot your
hot come inside of me." With exhortations like this, I soon approached my
climax, and slamming my crotch against Wlson's butt cheeks with particular
force, I shot my load as far up his tight boy rectum as I could, we always
use condoms but I knew he could feel it.  I soon slumped against his warm
body, and we brought our lips together in a tired, but satisfied kiss.

After a brief rest Alex and I changed positions and he gave Wilson his
second but for sure not his last butt fucking.  The three brothers drifted
to sleep with Wilson in the middle our arms draped around each other.  None
of our lives would ever be the same again.

Over the next several months Wilson, Alex and I got it on as often as we
could.  The kid was a natural sex machine.  Even if he had not reached
puberty yet.  By the spring concert he was sleeping one night with Judy and
I, the next with the Alexes.  Judy was impressed with his oral skill and
while the 69ed, Wilson on top I would move around and fuck his ass as Judy
played with my balls and butt hole and moving her mouth from Wilson's
little cock to me and back again.  Judy also liked our tit sucking, two at
once was double her pleasure.