Date: Sat, 25 Jun 2022 11:53:06 -0700 From: Spike Meyers Subject: Book and Tommy 33 Preamble Author: Spike Meyers Date: 06/21/2022 E-Mail: SpikeMeyers@gmail.com Donate: Please consider donating to this website. Without your donations, Nifty may not be able to keep this site up and running for your reading pleasure. Whatever you can afford will be appreciated. Notice: This story is a work of fiction and contains explicit sexual material. It may also include, incest, sex between minor(s) and adult male(s), sex between minors, and sexual fetish. If you are offended by such material, do not read this work of fiction. The character(s) in this work of fiction are not based on any known person(s). Book & Tommy 33 "Man, this place is huge!" Alex commented from the back seat as Kinsey searched for a parking spot. "Here we go; this will work," Kinsey said as she pulled into the parking space. You are going to love this, Alex. You can find just about anything here. Today we are just doing the West Village." She turned off the ignition, unbuckled her seatbelt, and opened the car door. "Show's on, guys. Let's hit it," she said excitedly as she jumped out of the car. Bray looked back at Alex, "you heard the lady, let's hit it." He gave Alex a big smile and jumped out of the car. "Let's go handsome, we're burning daylight." Kinsey said to Alex as she opened his door. Alex jumped out and stood next to Book at the back of the car. He started to slide his hand in Bray's back pocket and stopped himself. Bray couldn't stop himself from smiling when he saw Alex pull his hand back quickly as if he felt something hot. "Come on stud," Bray whispered. "Let's go see what we find that we just can't live without." They walked out onto the main boulevard, store front after store front on either side of them. Alex immediately spotted a Levi's. "Can we go in there?" Alex asked Bray. "Hey Kins, Alex wants to pop into Levi's." Bray announced. "Ok, I'll be in Saks; it's right next door. Have fun boys," Kinsey said and hurried off. "Do you have anything in particular in mind, Alex?" Bray asked as they walked into the store. "Um, kind of; I'd like to look at the jean jackets if that's OK. I have always like them," Alex said softly. "Let's go see what they have," Bray said excitedly as they made their way deeper into the store. Bray stopped several times to look at this and that and before they knew it, twenty minutes had gone by. Suddenly, Bray's phone buzzed. He stopped and grabbed his phone from his left-rear pocket. "Is it dad?" Alex asked. "No. It's Kinsey," he said as he opened the text and an image of a women's purse popped up on screen. The caption below it read, Only $119.99. SOLD." Bray held up his phone so Alex could see what she sent. Alex's eyes about popped out of his head. $120 bucks for a pocketbook?" he questioned. "That's crazy. She could get one for $3 bucks at the thrift store." "Kinsey doesn't do thrift stores Alex. For Kinsey it's the thrill of the find; she loves the hunt. As long as she likes whatever it is and she has the money, she buys it." Alex looked at Book and shrugged his shoulders. "I don't get it; she's lost her mind." Money is relative Alex. Kinsey has been very successful just like your dad. They have worked hard for what they have. They are not rich by any means but they are very comfortable. That level of comfort comes with certain privileges; such as a $120 purse. "Now, back to the jean jackets," Bray said as he shoved his phone back in his rear pocket. "I can show you where they are if you'd like," said the salesperson on the other side of a nearby rack. She was a kind looking, middle-aged woman who wore a little too much makeup. "Thank you so much, perhaps you can just point us in the right direction," Bray responded. "Straight down the aisle and to the left," she said, "just let me know if I can be of assistance." "Thank you, kindly," Bray said and continued down the aisle. "Here they are Alex. Take a look and see if there is anything you like." * * * * * * * * * * * * * * As Book and Tommy walked down the sidewalk to the house, Book's phone rang. "This is Book," he answered. "Hey Book, it's Kaya. I got your message when I got back to the states. I'm sorry it has taken me so long to get back to you but I have been swamped trying to play catch-up. It's just been crazy." "I'm glad you called. I thought that maybe you decided to stay in Mexico and I was going to have to find someone else to officiate my wedding." "Don't you dare! We've been friends too long. I'll never forgive you. So, who's the lucky guy?" "You remember Brayson; I introduced him to you when we ran into each other that night at the Rock Garden downtown." "Oh, my Lord! Boy, do I remember Brayson. He is so gorgeous. Good for you, Book. It's about time you found someone special. Congratulations. So, when do you want to do this?" "We'd like to get married as soon as possible. I have everything ready including the license. I just need a definitive date. The only day I can't do is Wednesday, the 29th. I have a confirmed commitment on the 29th." "How does a week from today sound?" "Wow, next Sunday. Really?" Book asked surprised. "Yeah, I'll make it happen for you Book. I have no ceremonies scheduled next week. I have lots scheduled for my regular job but no ceremonies." "Can you pencil me in for next Sunday," he asked. I have to see if my caterer can do next Sunday. He's probably booked. God, I hope he's not booked." "Let's do this then Book. Check with your guy and see what he says. If next Sunday doesn't work, you guys pick a date that will work and let me know. As long as it's a weekend, I'll do back-flips to make it happen. Weekdays I can't promise because of my job but weekends I have wiggle-room. How does that sound?" "That sounds perfect Kaya. Thank you so much. I really appreciate it." "Anything for you Book. I'll talk to you later." * * * * * * * * * * * * * * "I think it looks really good on you Alex. It fits you beautifully and you still have some room to grow into it," Bray said standing behind Alex in front of the dressing mirror. "Now the only question is, what color do you want?" "What do you mean?" Alex asked. "What do you mean what do I mean? You need to choose a color: denim, dark blue, tan, black, faded. Which one do you prefer?" Bray said looking him in the eyes through the mirror. "You mean we're going to buy it?" Alex asked. "Of course, silly." "But it's $79 dollars, Bray. That's a lot of money. I thought we were just looking." Bray stepped up close enough behind Alex and pressed his crotch against his sweet, little butt. He placed his hands on Alex's hips and whispered in his ear. "You are worth every penny and more. Pick a color." He paused for a second looking at Bray in the mirror. "Dark denim blue," Alex said softly with a smile. Bray had to back away from Alex because his dick was quickly responding being pressed against Alex's ass. "Come on, let's take a quick look to see if we can find anything on the clearance rack; it's forty percent off today," Bray said as he stepped back from Alex, slipping the jacket off his shoulders. They stepped up to the rack, Alex holding his new jacket, and Bray immediately spotted a mesh sleeveless shirt. He plucked it from the rack and held it up admiring it. "Look Alex, your dad would look so awesome in this; don't you think?" "Dad looks awesome in anything; he's a total man-stud." Alex answered. "Bray, it's $35 for a piece of fishing-net sewn together." "Alex, stop looking at the prices. Your dad, Tommy and you are worth every penny. Don't forget, it's $35 plus forty percent off. Your dad would look smoking hot in this. It's his size too. We're buying it. Look around and see if there is anything you want." Alex slowly walked down the aisle and looked but did not touch until he came to a display of shorts. They kind of looked like gym shorts, but dressy-looking. There were several different colors from which to choose. Alex picked a pair off the shelf and hung them up in front of him to look at closely. As Bray approached him, Alex turned to him and said, "Feel these Bray, they're so soft and thin. They are called Breathe-on. What do you think that means," he asked. "My guess would be that they breathe," he said making quotation makes in the air with his fingers. Alex looked at him with a confused expression on his face. Bray walked up to him closely and whispered, "Your package, gorgeous. The fabric let's your crotch breath as is not sweat so much." He stepped back and smiled at Alex. "Oh, that kind of breathe; got-cha. Look at the colors, Bray. Almost like pastels, sort of; just darker." "Grab a pair, lets go try them on," Bray said. "Really?" he questioned. "Yes, really. Grab a pair and come on. In fact, grab a few pair and let's see how they look on you. Wow, they really are nice aren't they," Bray said as he grabbed a pair for himself to try on. Bray turned around and looked for the dressing room. He stopped a sales person who just happened to be walking by and asked him. "Excuse, me, where are your dressing rooms?" he asked. "Right this way, sir, I'll show you where they are." Bray looked at him and smiled, sensing immediately that he was gay. "Thank you," Bray said and reached out for Alex. "This way, Alex," he said. Suddenly, he thought of Book. If Book was here, he would definitely start flirting with this handsome, very dapper looking guy. As they reached the dressing room, the salesman turned to Bray and said, "Gentlemen, you're in luck; no waiting. May I hold that for you while you step in?" the salesman asked referring to Alex's jacket. Alex popped his head in and noticed a hook on the wall, several actually. "No, that's OK. I can just hang it up," Alex responded. "Alex, let the man do his job," Bray said lightly-laughing, giving Alex a look that said, "dude, get with the program." Alex looked at Bray quizzically and slowly handed the sales guy his jacket. "Thank you, um, Richard," Bray said reading his name tag. "No problem, sir; happy to help." Richard answered with a smile after clearing his throat. Bray stepped into the dressing room and reached out for Alex. Alex looked at Bray and then Richard and stepped in. Bray took the shorts from Alex and placed them on the bench in the dressing room. He immediately unsnapped his shorts and let them fall to the floor. Richard, standing right outside the dressing room, cleared his throat again and said, "Um, excuse me sir, you might want to close the curtain before disrobing." Bray, who was now standing in his underwear looked up at him and smiled, "if you insist, Richard," he said reaching down and picking up his shorts from the floor. Suddenly, Alex became very aware of the "game" and decided to join in. He quickly unsnapped his shorts letting them fall to the floor. "Bray, which color should I try on first?" he said grabbing Bray's attention from closing the curtain. Bray folded his shorts neatly and placed them on the bench. He looked at Alex and then down at the bench. "Here, try on the coral color first, sexy," Bray said giving him a sly smile as he handed him the shorts. Alex slipped the shorts on, adjusted his package and turned to Bray. "What do you think, Bray?" Bray stepped over to him and raised Alex's t-shirt, exposing his belly. "Yes, I like it. They look good on you. Don't you think so Richard?" Bray asked the salesman as he ran his hand across Alex's flat belly down to his crotch. "I think they look great," Bray smiled as he cupped Alex's package in his hand. What do you think, Richard? Richard, who was still standing just outside of the dressing room looked at Bray and then down at Alex's crotch, his eyes wide open and his mouth ajar. He cleared his throat again and said, "Um, ah, well, I ah, I think they look quite nice. "Try yours on Bray," Alex said quietly as he removed his shirt and slipped out of the shorts. "You need to take your shirt off too Bray so we can see the waistline clearly." Bray smiled at Alex and looked over at Richard slipping off his shirt. He reached down and picked up the pair of shorts he selected from the shelf and slipped them on. Alex reached over and adjusted the waistline. He slipped his fingers under the elastic and slid the back of his hand across Bray's abs. "They fit really snug, Bray. How's the crotch?" Alex asked. Bray reached down and cupped his basket. He squeezed gently and released. "It's a little tight, but not terribly" he answered. "Turn around Bray and let us see your butt," Alex said. Bray immediately turned around and stuck his butt out very slightly. "What do you think guys? He asked. Alex reached down and lovingly ran his hand over Bray's ass. He moaned slightly as he caressed his butt. "It feels really good, Bray; nice and firm, but I can see your underwear underneath." "Oh, that's not good," Bray said frowning. "What do you think Richard?" Bray asked. "Well, strictly from a visual perspective you understand, Alex is correct, you can see the lines of your underwear," Richard whispered softly. "The fabric certainly fits snugly across your buttocks sir." "We can easily fix that," Bray said as he quickly slipped off the shorts, and pulled down his underwear. Richard gasped audibly and quickly pulled the curtain closed. Alex started to giggle silently and quickly got himself under control. Bray looked over at him and stifled his own laughter. "Richard, are you OK?" Bray asked softly. Richard cleared his throat again. "Um, yes sir; I'm fine thank you," he whispered through the curtain. "Richard, I would really appreciate your opinion. Will you look at me please?" he asked smiling ear-to-ear at Alex. "Um, are you, are you still naked, sir?" Richard whispered. "I'm still naked," Bray whispered back. "Well, you see, sir, I am hesitant to pull the curtain back if you're naked." "Can you then just stick your head thru the curtain to give me your professional opinion?" Bray waited about 5 seconds for a response from Richard. "Richard," he whispered, "are you still there?" "Yes sir," came a timid response thru the curtain. "Richard, this is silly; stick your head thru the curtain. I'm sure you have seen naked men before!" Bray saw the curtain jiggle and Richard stuck his head through wrapping the curtain tightly around his neck. Bray stood there buck naked and smiled at Richard. "Thank you, Richard; am I really that hideous to look at?" "No sir; quite the contrary honestly. It's just that this is highly unusual," he whispered. "We won't tell if you don't," Bray whispered trying to loosen Richard up. Bray turned and picked up a salmon-colored pair of shorts and offered them to Alex. "Try these on stud," he said smiling, not bothering to conceal his nakedness. Alex quickly pulled down his underwear. He placed his hands on his hips and kicked them to the side. "Oh dear, God!" Richard moaned. Alex reached down and grabbed his crotch. He tossed his bits about to loosen things up and slipped the shorts on. "How do they look?" he asked. Bray stepped over to him and grabbed his crotch. "Sexy as all get-out. I love the color against your skin tone. They look fantastic. Don't you agree, Richard?" he asked as he continued to lightly fondle Alex. Bray looked over at Richard whose lips were moving but no words were coming out. "What do you think, Richard?" Bray asked again. "Turn around Alex, show us that sweet, little, tight ass of yours." Alex turned around and jutted his ass back a little. "Damn! Look at the ass; I could just eat it for days," Bray growled softly as he caressed Alex's butt. "Turn around, sexy." Alex turned around smiling; his growing member tenting the shorts. "Woah! Look at that; such a nice dick you have there," Bray whispered as he grabbed Alex's cock. "What do you think Richard?" Alex slipped off the shorts, his boner springing up proud as can be. Richard sort of whimpered catching Bray's attention. Bray noticed that Richard's face was very reddish. "Are you OK, Richard?" he asked. "You look a little flushed." "I'm feeling a bit warm sir; perhaps I should sit down," he panted. Bray grabbed the curtain and pulled it to the side just enough to see Richard. He grabbed Richard's arm and pulled him into in the dressing room. Richard was still clutching Alex's jean jacket in his hand. Bray quickly grabbed the jacket, handed it to Alex, and closed the curtain. Bray guided Richard to the dressing room bench. He turned slowly and sat down on the bench not bothering to move the clothes out of the way. "Thank you, gentlemen. I don't know what came over me so suddenly. I do apologize." "Don't apologize, Richard, Alex has that effect on me all the time," Bray joked as he grabbed Alex's cock. Richard started to laugh quietly trying his best to maintain his professionalism. "You guys certainly make for a very interesting day. I'm going to remember this for a very long time. As the color in Richard's face returned to normal, he said, "I must be getting back before my manager notices I'm not on the floor. If you gentlemen will excuse me, I'll take my leave. I have no doubt you will manage quite well on your own. You seem to have things well in-hand, if you'll pardon the expression. When you are ready to checkout, come find me, I'll give you my employee discount." "Thank you, Richard," Bray said as he watched Richard pull the curtain to the side just enough for him to slip out. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * "Hi, Tom, this is Andy Booker. Do you have a minute to talk?" Book asked "Hey Book, how are you?" "I'm just fine, Tom, thanks. I know this is really short notice, but I just got off the phone with my wedding officiator, she told me that she can do the ceremony next Sunday, the 19th. Does that work for you?" Book asked. "I'm sorry, Book, I'm am fully booked on Saturday and Sunday next week. I'm really sorry. I can do it the following Sunday, which is the 26th." Will that work?" "Sunday, the 26th, that will work, Tom. Everything will be exactly as we discussed earlier. Nothing about the menu has changed. Head count will be thirty-two, including Bray and I." "Good. I have you confirmed. Are we still at 9 AM?" "Correct, Tom, 9 AM." "We will start setting up at 7:30 Book. I'll see you then." "Thank you so much, Tom. See you on the 26th." * * * * * * * * * * * * * * "Hi Daddy, Bray answered the phone." "Hey gorgeous, I'm calling to let you know that I have scheduled our wedding for Sunday, the 26th. I just confirmed with Kaya and Tom. I wanted to let you know straight-away. I'm going to finalize the invitations and get them out today. Thankfully, everyone is local." "Awesome; that's perfect. And it's before Alex's court date. That's good, it's going to be a very busy week. We have so much going on. But it's all good," Bray commented. "So where are you guys right now?" Book asked. "Um, I think we are in Puma at the moment. We were getting ready to move on to the next store when you called." "How is our boy doing?" Book asked. "He's good babe. We had a little innocent fun earlier. I'll explain when we get home," Bray whispered. "I look forward to it. I'll see you when you get back baby. I'm going to print the invitations and take them to the post office." * * * * * * * * * * * * * * "Hey guys, can we get something to eat; I'm hungry," Alex asked. "Are you hungry Kins?" Bray asked. "No, not really; but you boys go and get something to eat. I'm going to pop into Ann Taylor's." Kinsey said with a wave of her hand. "Text me when you're done." "If memory serves correct, there is a Panda Express down at the end of the complex. I don't remember what else there is," Bray said pointing the way. "Panda Express will work," Alex smiled. "I'm hungry." Bray turned around and headed down the corridor. Alex stepped up to his side and slid his hand in Bray's back pocket. As they waked towards the restaurant Bray asked, "So, are you having a good time, gorgeous; be honest?" "Yeah, I am, but mostly because I'm with you. I mean, it's fun but I don't think I am a shopper, unless, I can always join you in the dressing room. That was the best, Bray. That was a lot of fun." Alex answered. "You know, before I met your dad, and Tommy, I would have never in a million years done something like that. I have learned a lot from your dad and your brother. I was kind of like Richard in many ways. I was a pretty up-tight guy." "So, you would not have had sex with me before that?" Alex asked. "Oh God no! That would never have happened. That was taboo. Most definitely not." Bray answered. "Why not?" Alex asked. "Because you're a kid; a minor. I was taught that was evil; before I met your dad and Tommy, I still believed that. I didn't know then what I know now. I see the world differently now; thank God. I no longer categorize minors in a single box. Take Tommy for example, Tommy made my head spin like a top when I first met him. He was ten at the time but only in age, intellectually he's about 42. He is incredibly gifted; his intellect amazes me. What I mean to say is, every ten-year old is not the same. You can't put every ten-year old boy or girl in the same box." "What about me?" "Well, there again, even though you are thirteen years old; you are your own person. You are not like another thirteen-year-old boy. You know your likes and dislikes, you accept that you're gay, you are very affectionate and sexual. You are not like a typical thirteen-year-old boy. You're unique. I mean, we're all unique, but you and Tommy are unique, unique. At least I think so and your dad agrees with me." "So would you have sex with a minor now?" Alex asked. "It would depend on the boy, Alex. I am no longer adverse to the idea. I love having sex with you and Tommy. If there was reciprocal interest, yes." Ah, here we are; Panda Express." Bray held the door open for Alex. "After you, gorgeous," he said softly and patted him on the butt as he stepped through the door. They stepped to the side as they entered the restaurant. "Wow, quite the popular place," Bray commented. "I need to pee," Alex whispered. Bray looked across the room and spotted the sign. "Back there," he said pointing across the room, "Come on, I'll join you." They walked into the bathroom and spotted two unoccupied urinals. They stepped up, side-by-side and in unison, unbuttoned their shorts, pulled the front open and the front of their underwear down. Bray looked over at Alex's dick as his stream started. "Um," he moaned softly just loud enough for Alex to hear. Alex looked over at him and smiled. He wiggled his hips slightly, just enough to sway his stream east to west. Bray's cock started to expand in his hand as they peed. Bray's stream came to an end; he shook off and packed himself away. Alex quickly followed behind. They stepped up to the sink to wash their hands and Alex smiled at Bray through the mirror. Bray so badly wanted to kiss him but it was obviously not the time nor the place. He stepped to the side and grabbed a few paper towels from the dispenser and handed them to Alex, then he grabbed a few for himself. They walked out of the bathroom and up to the counter. Bray let Alex order what he wanted and then he ordered. Bray paid and picked up their tray looking for a place to sit down. "Over there in the front corner Bray. There's a small table by the window." Alex said pointing across the dining room. Bray sat the tray on the table. "Take a seat Alex and I'll get our drinks, napkins, and utensils. What do you want to drink?" "Dr, Pepper," he answered. Alex sat down at the table and proceeded to remove the food from the tray and place it on the table. Bray returned shortly with the drinks and sat them on the table. As he placed the pack of utensils and napkins on the table, Alex said, "Bray, can I ask you a question?" "May you ask a question?" Bray winked at him. "Yes, may I ask a question?" Alex corrected himself. "Of course, shoot." Alex looked to his side and then leaned across the small table and whispered, "Until I met Tommy and you and dad, I never did piss before. You guys seem to really like it. Tito loves it when I pee in his mouth and so do you. And dad, he likes it too." "OK, so what's your question?" Bray asked as he shoved a fork of food in his mouth. "I guess my question is, "why do you guys like it so much?" "Before I answer your question, I have a question for you," Bray whispered across the table. "My question is this, "do you like it?" "You mean do I like pissing in your mouth?" Alex asked. "Yes. Do you like doing it? Does it turn you on? Do you get excited?" "Well, when Tommy asked me the first time, no; I thought it was gross. I could not understand why he wanted me to do that. But he really wanted me to, so I did. It made his dick so hard and then he told me to do it to you and dad as a surprise. You know, no warning, just pee in your mouth. So that's why I did it to you that first time; as a surprise I mean. But now that I'm used to doing it, I like it. It does turn me on, it makes my dick hard just thinking about it sometimes, but I'm not sure why. I'm even thinking about you guys pissing in my mouth and that makes my dick hard too." Bray put his fork down and leaned across the table. He took a quick look around to make sure there was no one close by. "OK, let's start from the beginning, Alex. "You understand what a fetish is, correct?" "Yes, Bray, I know it's a fetish, just like straight guys who like big tits, or a big ass on a woman, or people who are into stinky feet. I get that." Alex answered. "Ok, good. Let me tell you why that fetish turns me on personally. I can only tell you about me; why I like it. Understand that your dad and Tommy may have different reasons. Perhaps some of these things I share with you about me personally, will resonate with you. OK, here goes, the truth is, I really don't know why I like piss play so much. That's the truth. I can tell you that it's an extreme fetish, I can tell you that I'm a sex-pig, that I absolutely adore men, their bodies, their cocks, their assholes, their arm pits, that I'm a cum guzzler, that there is absolutely nothing on a man's body that is off limits for me, that I love a masculine man such as your dad, that I'm a kinky fucker. I mean the list can go on and on, gorgeous. I love men, I love cock, I love cum, if it comes out of a healthy man's cock, I'm all for it. So, there you have it; that's my answer. Now I also want you to understand this Alex, I am indeed all of those things I just mentioned, however, that does not mean that I would do all of those things with just any guy, or boy for that matter, who comes along. I admit that I'm a pig, but I do have scruples." "What was your first experience?" Alex asked. "It was with my boyfriend in my junior year in high school; he was a senior. Mark is his name; he was a total jock-stud; baseball, basketball, soccer. He was closeted of course just like me at that time in my life. Anyway, he was a drinker. His dad owned a bar and he worked for his dad part-time; he did the inventory so he had easy access to beer. One night at his house, his dad was working, we had the house to ourselves." "Where was his mom?" Alex asked. "His mom was killed in a car accident when he was nine, I think; nine or ten. So, it was just him and his dad. Anyway, we had a few beers, as usual, him many, many more than I, and we got to screwing around. He was very affectionate when he drank. We were laying on the couch and I was sucking his cock. He was so drunk he couldn't keep it up and he quickly fell asleep. I loved sucking his cock so I kept his cock in my mouth and I started to jerk off. While I was jerking off with his cock in my mouth, he starts to piss. It started off really slow. Of course, I was completely taken aback. I started to pull off of him and he wrapped his legs around me so I couldn't get up. That's when I realized he wasn't asleep at all; he was faking it. He started to giggle and grabbed my head. I could hardly move. He opened full blast and I started to cough and choke. Swallow Bray, he told me, swallow it all. From then on, it became a part of our sex life. It didn't take long before I started looking forward to it. It almost became a craving on my part." "I think I want to try it, Bray. My dick is hard now hearing your story," Alex whispered. "Perhaps you should experiment with Tommy at first. He would welcome that. In fact, he's the one who introduced your dad to water sports." "Tommy did?" Alex asked almost not believing his ears. "Yeah, Tommy. I think he's as much of a piss pig as I am." Bray volunteered. "Where did Tommy get it from?" Alex asked. "A porn video; he saw it in a porn video and it fascinated him. He asked your dad to piss in his mouth. I think the first time was when they were showering together if memory serves correct." Bray's phone buzzed interrupting their conversation. He grabbed his phone quickly. "It's Kins," Bray said, "she wants us to meet her at Bath and Body works when were finished. We should probably finish up and get moving. We'll get a refill before we leave." As they stood at the soda fountain getting their refills, Alex asked, "So, when was the first time you and dad, you know." "Um, I don't remember the exact date; it was a long time ago. He surprised me; sort of like Mark did all of those years ago, just like you surprised me the first time," Bray whispered. "What's your favorite thing to do?" Alex asked next as the approached the door to leave. "You mean sexually?" Bray asked leaning into Alex and whispering after they stepped outside. Alex shook his head in the affirmative. "That's easy; sucking dick. I like everything, but sucking cock is by far, my favorite thing to do. It sends me into orbit. Especially when the guy cums in my mouth; it's absolute heaven. Your dad is exactly the same way," Bray gladly answered him as they walked. "Me too; I can't wait until Tito can cum. I also like to get fucked. I love it when you and dad cum in my mouth," Alex said softly. "We all love it when dad cums in our mouth," Bray chuckled. "Tommy is addicted to it. Here we are, Bath and Body works; let's go find Kinsey." * * * * * * * * * * * * * *