Date: Thu, 21 Sep 2017 22:21:47 +0200 (CEST)
From: smashing@tutanota.com
Subject: Do You Like Boys chapter 4

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The trout were cleaned, seasoned and ready for the frying pan when Rose
arrived. Kyle ran up to her, hugged and began talking a mile a minute about
the fishing trip. She held the ten year old boy at arms length and looked
him over. "You're alright?"

He assured his mother he was OK now but after he fell into the lake he was
freezing and explained how I had made him take his wet clothes off, gave
him a blanket for the ride home and then put him in bed with one of my
shirts so he could get warm. The shirt he wore was one of my Under Armor
shirts that hung half way down his thighs accenting his slender
legs. Although it was too large it was still tight enough to call attention
to his cute butt. It was short sleeve and what the company called meridian
blue which brought out the green in his eyes.  I reflected that it almost
looked like a dress on him and that he would have been a cute girl.

"This is what you gave him for clothes?" Rose asked me.

I shrugged. "I don't wear his size. His clothes might be dry now. I'll
check." I headed back to the dryer where his tennis shoes were making
clunking sounds as they tumbled inside. His underwear, tee shirt and jacket
were dry and his Levis a little damp but the insulated shirt was still
fairly damp. The tennis shoes were wet. "Kyle!" I called. "Come back here
and put some clothes on."

He came padding back in his stocking feet and my shirt to where I was and I
handed him the dry clothes and his Levies. "This will keep your mother
happy."

He put his clothes on the dryer and pulled the Under Armor shirt over his
head. He stood there a moment, grinning, as his little dick which I had
sucked not that long ago began to lengthen and stand to attention. "Thanks
Mr. J. For everything." As soon as his little hardon was stiff he got
dressed, having teased as much as he thought he could get away with.

We returned to Rose where Kyle proceeded to tell her again all about the
fishing trip. I suggested that after all the excitement all of us had been
through that day maybe it would be better to wait and cook fish the next
day, Sunday. She agreed and left with Kyle, a damp thermal shirt and wet
tennis shoes. I went to the car and proceeded to straighten out the mess I
had made of the gear when I was in such a hurry to get Kyle back to warmth.

Dinner on Sunday was uneventful. I cooked the fish at Rose's house so she
could cook Kyle's fish in the future and Kyle played Xbox. After dinner and
the dishes had been cleared away we sat in her living room talking. "Kyle
is so happy about the fishing trip. He likes you a lot, you know."

"Mom!"

"Well, it's true, Kyle, and it doesn't hurt to let him know about it."
Returning her focus to me she continued, "He really enjoyed spending the
night with you. All he has been talking about is the fishing trip and the
sleep over."

"I like Kyle as well. He's a great kid. I was worried about having a very
bored ten year old on my hands for a whole night but it worked out well. I
actually enjoyed it."

"Well, I appreciated the chance to get out on the town and let my hair
down. I really needed the time for myself."

"You can do it again this week, Mom, when I sleep over with Mr. J."

Rose's mouth fell open and I was surprised as well. "You're sleeping over
again?" I asked.

"Kyle!" Rose had recovered enough to chastise her son. "You can't just
invite yourself over to Mr. J's house anytime you feel like it. He might
have plans and you don't even know that he wants you over there. And you
certainly don't have my permission. You haven't even asked if it's
alright."

"Sorreeee." He didn't sound sorry at all. "So can I?"

Rose couldn't resist laughing. "If Mr j is OK with you intruding again then
I guess it will be alright just one more time. Don't even start thinking
you can do this every week."

Kyle turned to me with the puppy-dog-eyes act. "Please Mr. J?"

I hesitated a moment then acquiesced. "Friday it is then. You had better
bring your Xbox or something with you this time."

Kyle pumped his fist. "Yes!"

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Monday afternoon I opened the front door to find Kyle, right on time, with
Bernie in tow. After greetings and assurances that Bernie's mother knew
where he was they headed for the table to start homework. Judging from the
chatter at the table, the two of them had something planned for the time
after homework. Since I was anxious for Kyle to make good on his promise to
suck my cock I was hoping it was something I could reasonably veto or that
it wasn't too time consuming.

I had been thinking about Kyle's comment that he would suck my dick and
that I could cum in his mouth. It had been a struggle to keep my hands off
my cock which was at least semi-hard all day long. Sitting in the living
room, positioned where I could see the boys, I was studying Kyle's face,
imagining what it would look like as he sucked my cock. Both boys were
immersed in the books so I took some time to fondle my semi-hard dick as I
concentrated on Kyle's face. Suddenly I realized Bernie was watching me
watch Kyle. When I looked at him he smiled and returned to his studies.
DAMN! I should have known to be more careful and I didn't know Bernie well
enough to have any idea what he would do. Maybe it would be alright. After
all, he apparently hadn't said anything after Kyle told him I had given him
a blowjob.

Being more chaste and keeping my hands off my cock, I still kept an eye an
the boys. Bernie would occasionally look at me then Kyle and smile to
himself before continuing with his homework. I had some fantasies about
Bernie but I quashed those before they went too far. I didn't think Kyle
would like me chasing after his best friend for sex.

It took the boys the better part of an hour to finish all their
homework. After all the books and papers were stuffed into book bags Kyle
came to me and asked, "Can I go to Bernie's house for a while? He has a new
game we want to play."

"Is Bernie's mother OK with this?" The boys looked at each other then
Bernie asked to borrow my phone. A brief conversation determined it was
alright for Kyle to spend some time at Bernie's house. As they were
stepping out of the house I told Kyle, "Be sure you get back here by five."
That gave them over an hour of game time but after I fixed dinner, we ate
and cleaned up there wasn't going to be time for the sex I wanted.

Kyle, without stopping, replied, "Yeah, OK. I'll be back."

Bernie, on the other hand, stopped, turned to me and with an 'I know what
you did' smile said, "Don't worry he'll be back." Then he turned and walked
off with Kyle. I have never had a ten year old make me feel so
disconcerted.

I started dinner so it would be ready about 5:30. Knowing ten year olds I
thought there was a good chance Kyle would be late. I would give him hell
for it but at least dinner wouldn't be ruined. To my surprise Kyle came in
a little before five."Welcome back," I said. "You're even a little early."

"Bernie's mother made me leave. She said that since you made sure he was
home on time she was going to make sure I was too."

"I'll have to remember to thank her. Dinner will be ready in about half an
hour. You can watch TV or what ever you want to do."

"I want to do sex stuff with you."

"I'd like that too, Kyle, but after we eat and clean up there may not be
time for anything."

"Well, what about now?"

"You probably didn't notice but I'm trying to get dinner for us. Unless you
want charcoal briquettes for dinner I should probably stay with it."

With a frustrated sigh Kyle sat down at the kitchen table and rested his
chin on his crossed arms. "Bernie saw you playing with yourself and
watching me do homework." My stress level went through the roof.

"What did he say about it?"

"When I first told him you did me he didn't believe but now he does. He
thinks it's cool you do that." I had top tell myself to breathe; that it
was going to be alright. "You could blowjob Bernie."

"Blowjob is a noun, Kyle, not a verb. You don't blowjob someone. You give
someone a blowjob."

"So you could give him a blowjob then."

"He's your best friend, Kyle. Would you want me to suck Bernie's dick?"

"It's OK with me. He's my best friend and best friends share everything."
So now I was a commodity to be shared. It took me a minute to process this.
I could almost appreciate how a woman might feel, however, I looked at it
as more of an opportunity.

After a long silence on my part Kyle, worried, asked, "Are you mad?"

"Mad?" I laughed. "No, I'm not mad. I just need some time to think about
this. One thing for sure, though, if I do this, Bernie has to ask me to do
it first. People go to prison for doing things like that when it turns out
the boy didn't really want to do it."

"Oh, he wants you to. He told me he wished you would do him when you do
me. That would be way cool if you did both of us together."

"Way cool or not, I still have to think about it for a while and he still
has to ask."

During dinner Kyle could hardly contain his excitement. Apparently in his
mind I had already agreed to give Bernie a blowjob. After we had cleaned up
the dinner dishes I headed for the living room.

"Can we do it now?" Kyle asked, obviously referring to sex. I looked at the
clock.

"No, your mother could be here any time. Best to wait until tomorrow." Kyle
groaned.

"But I had a surprise for you," he said. I pulled him to me and hugged him.

"Tomorrow we'll have plenty of time and it will still be a surprise." Kyle
acquiesced and we watched TV until his mother arrived.

Kyle hadn't been gone fifteen minutes before I was in the bedroom, stripped
and jacking off like there was no tomorrow. Of course, I had already
decided I would suck off Bernie while Kyle watched. Fantasies chased each
other around my head, each trying to be dominant but always yielding to
another which yielded to yet another. The idea of having both those boys in
bed with me for sex was more than I could stand. I came so hard I had to
wipe a gob of cum off my cheek.

The next day was a long hard day for me. I couldn't concentrate on my work
and the time just crawled by. I was sure the surprise Kyle had for me was
good cock suck ending with my cum in his mouth. I tried to keep myself from
getting too hopeful about that. If the surprise was something else and he
didn't want to suck me off I had to remain cool and collected about it. I
knew waiting for four o'clock to come around and to see Bernie go home
would be sheer torture.

After what seemed like several days of waiting Kyle was knocking at the
door. I opened the door and Kyle walked in with a cheery "Hi, Mr. J" and
headed to the table to start homework. I closed the door and asked,
"Where's Bernie?"

"He went home. He felt bad because we spent so much time playing on his
Xbox that there wasn't time for us to do anything."

"You told him that?"

"Uh huh." With that Kyle tackled his homework with more ambition and
determination than I had seen previously. He was finished in record time.

"That was quick," I observed.

"Bernie helped me with some of it in school. Come on." He took me by the
hand and led me to my bedroom. "I'm gonna strip you naked." That was fine
with me.

He pulled my Rockies tee shirt up but I had to bend over so he could pull
it all the way off. Next he knelt and took off my shoes and socks while I
kept my balance by holding onto the wall. Standing up, he unbuckled my belt
and observed, "You've got a boner already."

I responded, "Already? I've had a boner all day waiting for you to get out
of school." He glanced up at me with his beautiful green eyes,
smiling. Next he unbuttoned and unzipped my blue jeans. Pulling them down
he took each leg of my pants off and stood facing me. He began rubbing my
cock with one hand and my balls with the other through the fabric of my
shorts. It drove me crazy and I was making a lot of obscene noises which
made Kyle smile even more. Finally he pulled my shorts down and I stepped
out of them.

"Well, I'm naked. Now what?"

"Now I suck your dick." He got on his knees but was too low to get my cock
in his mouth. He stood and bent over, taking it in a little at a time so he
wouldn't choke on my cock. After sucking it noisily for a short while he
stood, stretching his back and said, "That's hard."

"Maybe I should lay on the bed," I suggested. "That will be easier on you."
Besides, I will have a better view I thought.

"Yeah, OK." I laid down on my back with my head on a pillow so I would have
a good view and Kyle climbed up laying between my legs with his face over
my cock. Holding it vertical with one hand he commenced to lick it all the
way up and down like a lollipop. When he finished licking my lollipop he
took it in his mouth again and began to pump it, his lips sliding up and
down the length of my cock, slurping as the seal of his lips on my dick
sometimes broke. I had been waiting for this since he told me he would suck
my dick while we were fishing and could think of little else all day. I
knew I couldn't last too long.

The orgasm was building fast and I announced, "I'm going to cum soon. If
you're not sure about this it's time to stop." Kyle looked up at me, his
green eyes locking with mine as he continued to fuck his mouth with my
cock. He was beautiful with his freckles, button nose and those delicate
lips wrapped around my cock forming an "O." But it was his green eyes
looking into mine that sent me over. "Oh Gawd," I groaned and my first cum
splashed into his mouth. He stopped pumping my cock and just held the tip
in his mouth as he closed his eyes and took my full load.

I could feel his tongue working as he swallowed and then again and
again. Finally I was finished. "You were great, wonderful. I love you,
Kyle."

He slowly let my hardon slip from between his lips and, smiling proudly, he
said, "I did it. I swallowed all your sperm."

"You sure did, Kyle. You sure did." I reached down and caressed his head,
running my fingers through his light brown hair. He laid his head on my hip
watching my cock as he slowly jacked me. An errant drop of cum formed on
the tip and Kyle delicately licked it off, not wanting to loose any of the
precious fluid. Another drop and again he licked it off then he resumed his
position over me and began to suck me again. After a couple minutes I said,
"That's probably all of it Kyle."

He laid his head on my hip again and said, "I didn't loose a single drop."

"You know, Kyle, if you didn't have all those clothes on I could suck your
dick." He came to life and clothes flew from his body. I pulled him down to
lay on top of me, naked body on naked body. His small, perfect form was
warm against me and his little cock pressed into my stomach. I rubbed his
shoulders and ran my hands down his back, over his butt and back up
again. He smiled at me and I kissed him on the mouth. He kissed back. I
kissed him again this time opening my mouth and running my tongue across
his delicate lips.

"You taste like sperm," I said. "We'll be sure you eat something before you
leave. It wouldn't be good for your mother to taste my sperm when she
kisses you good night."

Kyle giggled. "She doesn't kiss my mouth." Then he kissed mine. I kissed
back, inserting my tongue into his mouth. He jerked back. "That's gross,"
he said.

"You just had my dick and sperm in your mouth. What 's gross about my
tongue?" He thought a moment then kissed me, allowing my tongue in his
mouth. As I frenched him I ran my hand down his silky back to fondle his
lovely ass. I nibbled at his ear and kissed his neck, licking and sucking
gently, careful not to leave any telltale marks. He was breathing hard,
moaning and I ran a finger up and down his crack, massaging his asshole.

I rolled over so he was on his back and I on my side next to him.  His lips
found mine and his tongue invaded my mouth. He was breathing even
harder. Each exhaled breath was a pronounced moan. Kyle was in the throes
of passion now. I caressed his balls and little cock briefly before moving
my to his heaving stomach and then his chest. His nipples were hard and I
rolled one between my finger and thumb. Kyle groaned into my mouth.

Turning my oral attention to his nipples, I kissed, sucked and nibbled at
them and Kyle was loving it. He lay still, his arms at his side and legs
spread slightly, completely submissive to my attentions. The sounds of
pleasure rumbled in his throat and escaped as moans and groans as I worked
on his little body. I rolled his balls around in their silky sack, jacked
his two and a half inch boner and ran a finger between his legs to tease
his hole while my tongue worked its way down his hot body. I fondled his
nuts while I toyed with his foreskin using my lips and teeth. Peeling his
skin back I kissed and licked the head of his dick.

"Do that with your finger again."

"You mean you want me to finger fuck you?"

Kyle hesitated, wanting it but not wanting to name it for what it
was. Finally, "Yes, please."

I kissed him and retrieved the K-Y. This time I warmed it with my fingers
before I applied it to his asshole. He spread his legs farther, granting
access to his hole. I rubbed the tightly lclosed entrance, getting him to
relax and when I thought he was ready I pushed my finger inside. "Mmmm." I
started fucking his ass with my finger and asked, "Is this alright? No
pain?"

"It's good," was his response.

I took his boner in my mouth and began to slowly suck him as I finger
fucked his ass. He hadn't moved other than to spread his legs to let me at
his asshole and he remained still. It didn't take long for him to start
down the final stretch to his orgasm. Once again he started breathing hard,
this time with little squeaks of pleasure as I pounded his ass with my
finger, massaging his young prostate. I thought about backing off and
teasing him to draw out the blow job but decided he probably had had
enough. I increased the tempo on his little cock and soon his back arched,
he grabbed my head and held it down as he yelled his orgasm.

"Ahhhh," was his response afterwards as I slowly stroked his dick with my
mouth and finger fucked gently.

I stopped, sat up and looked at him. "Well, I've certainly worked up an
appetite. How about you? Shall we get dinner?"

"Yes! I'm starving." He began looking for his clothes and I got dressed.

After dinner we sat in the living room and although the TV was on we
weren't watching it, instead chatting like old friends. "So," Kyle said,
"are you going to do Bernie tomorrow?"

"What do you mean, 'am I going to do Bernie tomorrow'?" I was feeling a
little pushed.

"You know." Kyle wiggled his eyebrows.

"Yes, I know. What YOU don't seem to know is that I haven't said I would
"do Bernie" at all, let alone tomorrow."

"What's taking you so long?" he asked exasperated.

I laughed. "So long? It's been one day, Kyle. That's not long. I just want
to be sure I don't get into any trouble over this."

"You won't get into trouble, Mr. J," Kyle said sincerely.

An idea occurred to me. "I know what we can do. Do you remember you were
stripped naked when you asked me to suck your dick?"

"Yeah." Kyle smiled at the memory.

"Well, if Bernie stripped naked in front of us then asked me to suck his
dick I would feel pretty safe in doing it."

"OK. I'll tell Bernie he has to get naked tomorrow."

"Kyle! I still didn't say I was going to do it tomorrow."

He smiled slyly. "No, but you will."

Our conversation ended there because Rose was at the door.

Wednesday afternoon both boys were at the door after school. As they came
in Kyle headed straight for the dining table again. Bernie followed him in
and greeted me with a big smile, "Hello, Mr. J," then joined Kyle at the
table. They both came into the living room to stand in front of me. Bernie
was wearing an over sized tie-dye tee shirt and blue jeans. "Will you
really do me if I take my clothes off?" he asked me.

I shook my head and replied, "I don't know what you're talking about." Then
I said, rather pointedly, "By the way, That's a nice shirt you've got on."

Kyle chimed in, a little frustrated with Bernie, "Told you. You have to get
naked first."

I returned my gaze to Bernie and raised my eyebrows questioningly. Bernie,
no longer smiling took a deep breath and pulled his shirt over his head
revealing a nice chest and stomach. His nipples were lighter than Kyle's
and he had an innie for a belly button. Kicking his shoes off he unfastened
his blue jeans and pulled them down. He had some trouble getting them over
his feet since they were all bunched up. He had nice legs. Not as slender
as Kyle's but more muscled like maybe he did a lot of running. After
removing his socks he stood straight and said quietly to himself, "You can
do this Bernie. You can do this."

He pulled his tighty whities about halfway down his butt, the front being
held up by his boner. Slipping his thumbs into the waist band he bent over,
pulling them down and off his feet. Standing back up he had is package
covered with both hands. I hadn't been able to see any of it. "There. Now
will you suck it?"

Kyle was standing to the side, grinning one of his biggest grins. Looking
at Bernie I replied. "Yes, I'll suck your dick but I don't see anything to
suck."

He moved his hands to his sides and asked, "OK?"

"Perfect," I replied. His boner was a little longer than Kyle's, perhaps
three and a half inches and circumcised. It leaned a little to his right as
though pulling on it had made it grow in that direction. His nuts weren't
pulled up tight to his groin and were quite a bit larger than
Kyle's. Although there wasn't even one pubic hair, I suspected I might get
some milk with my cookies today.

I slid off the sofa and knelt in front of Bernie. I glanced at Kyle who was
playing with his dick through his pants. I felt his balls and then his
boner. It was incredibly hard and the head was a deep purple. Pulling it
down I took the head in my mouth. That was when Bernie grabbed two fistfuls
of my hair and slammed his boy cock into my mouth hard. I was surprised and
my upper lip was caught between my teeth and his pubic bone.

"Suck it you little bitch," he shouted.

I grabbed his wrists and pulled him off me. I was angry. I thought my lip
might be cut. Still holding his wrists I demanded, "What the hell was that
for?"

Bernie looked frightened. "I'm sorry." He was nearly in tears.

"Alright. I am still going to suck your dick but just stand still."

"I will," he responded meekly.

Still holding his wrists for safety, I captured his cock in my mouth and
ran my tongue around its head then I slowly went down on him until his
entire boner was in my mouth.

Bernie let out a shaky "Ooohhh" as my lips descended his cock.

Kyle said, "Told you it felt great."

Bernie stood still as I sucked his dick. While my lips and tongue traversed
the three inches of boy bone I occasionally heard "mmmm" from him. It
wasn't long until I felt him stiffen and he let out a strained "Ohhh." The
taste of boy cum blossomed in my mouth and I sucked his cock faster and
harder as he came, shooting more of his boy cum in my mouth.

When he was finished he took a step back and announced proudly, "I did it,
Kyle! I spermed in his mouth."

"Really?" Kyle asked very interested. "Did he?" he asked me.

I just smiled at Kyle, took Bernie's boner and milked it until a drop of
cum appeared on the tip. Then I sucked it off. "Cool," Kyle said as he
continued to play with his dick.

"Unless you would rather just play with yourself, I'll suck your dick too
when you get naked." Kyle started undressing quickly.

I was still holding Bernie's dick when I addressed him. "What was that
bitch thing all about?"

He shrugged and said again, "I'm sorry."

"You said "sorry" already but I want to know why you did it."

He shrugged again. "I thought that was what you were supposed to do."

"That's what an asshole would do. Are you an asshole?"

"No."

"I didn't think you were. I think you are a kid who just didn't know
better. It had better not happen again. Now, do you think I should suck
Kyle's dick?"

Bernie brightened up. "Yeah. Suck Kyle's dick."

"Yeah, suck my dick." I was still holding Bernie's cock, massaging it
gently to keep it hard. Kyle stepped toward me holding his cock, pointing
it at my mouth which I opened to receive it. Once the boner was in place in
my mouth I began sucking. Reaching around Kyle with the hand which wasn't
holding Bernie's dick I kneaded and caressed Kyle's ass. I started to slip
a finger between his legs, searching for his hole when he pulled my hand
away. Apparently he didn't want Bernie to know how much he like getting
finger fucked. Instead I played with his balls while I worked his little
hardon.

It didn't take long to bring Kyle to his climax. He began with a quiet
"Ahh, ahh" and continued to build to a crescendo ending with him grabbing
my head and shoving his cock into my mouth and a loud "Aahhhggh!" Once he
was finished he let go of me and I sucked him gently a few times.

Bernie, a little indignant, asked me, "Why didn't you get mad at Kyle? He
did the same thing I did."

"Kyle wasn't being mean and he didn't hurt me. What you did was mean, you
said something mean and it hurt when you did it." I was jacking his dick
while we talked. "Do you understand the difference?"

"Yeah, I guess so. I'm sorry I hurt you."

"Apology accepted. Now, do you think I should suck this again?" I said,
indicating this cock I was jacking.

Smiling he replied, "Yes, please."

"Be nice now, while I do this." Bernie assured me he would and I began
sucking while I played with Kyle's dick. Shortly, I pulled down on Kyle and
said, "You can see better down here." Kyle dropped to his knees to watch me
suck Bernie at eye level. After sucking for a while I stopped and, holding
Bernie's boner horizontally, I told Kyle, "You try it." I gently pushed his
head toward Bernie's cock. He resisted and looked up at Bernie.

"Go ahead," Bernie said. "I'll try yours."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

With that reassurance Kyle took Bernie in his mouth and began slurping on
his dick. Watching him go down on Bernie and seeing the dick slide in and
out of Kyle's sweet mouth was almost too much for me. I didn't know how
Kyle would react if Bernie came in his mouth so I took over before that
happened. I didn't want the bond between the two destroyed.

Soon I saw Bernie's hand move to hold my head but he stopped himself,
stiffened, and cried loudly, "Ohhh!" Again the taste of boy cum blossomed
in my mouth and I reveled in that taste as I tried to suck him dry. "I
liked that much better this time. You taste good." Bernie smiled and
shrugged his shoulders.

"This is the first time you've had your dick sucked, isn't it?"

"Yeah. Me and Kyle were going to do each other once but Kyle chickened
out."

"I didn't chicken out. I just didn't want to get caught."

We talked for a while, the two boys in front of me, both naked and I on my
knees with a boy dick in each hand. I was in heaven. Eventually Kyle
announced, "You can suck mine again if you want to."

"I would love to." Turning to Bernie I asked, "Would you like to put his
dick in my mouth?"

"Sure." He took Kyle's boner from my hand and, pulling it toward my face he
gently pushed the back of my head to it. I opened my mouth and engulfed the
boy cock and began sucking. Bernie let go of both of us and stepped back. I
was still holding his dick and pulled downward, indicating I wanted him to
watch like Kyle had done. He dropped to his knees.

Kyle was getting hot fast and said, "Try it, Bernie. You said you would."

I pulled off and Bernie took the boner in his mouth and began sucking like
a pro. I was very surprised. There was no uncertainty, no slurping of
inexperience, just a good cock sucking. Kyle was beginning to make noises
like he was about to cum so I told Bernie, "I can finish now."

Bernie ignored me and continued to suck Kyle as he blew his dry cum in
Bernie's mouth. "Wow!" Kyle said. "That was awesome!"

"I'm curious Bernie," I said. "How is it you never had a blow job before
today but you are really good at sucking a dick?"

He got that "deer in the headlights" look and replied, "How do you know I'm
good at it?"

"Because you are. So, what's the story?" Kyle was looking back and forth
between the two of us, confused. Bernie started crying.

With tears running down his cheeks he told us, "My cousin makes me do it to
him."

"Ah." I understood now. "Your cousin is an asshole and you're his little
bitch."

Bernie was crying full out now. "Yes." I pulled him to me and hugged him. I
indicated to Kyle he should join in and he did.