All Brynn could guess about in the days after meeting Cal in a darken box of The Basement refreshment center a few Clarence Day before, was how vex he felt. It had been a immense step to suck on a big man 's penis for the number 1 meter even though he had wanted to do it for a long clip. He just had n't imagined it would find so early in life.

He thought of himself as innocent in the matter of cocksucking because it was Cal who had made everything happen while Brynn had remained inactive.

Cal had not returned to the rec middle for a few days and that gave the boy space he needed to `` normalize '' himself so he could have-to doe with to Taylor, his only friend and Cal 's granddaughter.

He already felt like a traitor because he had gone with her gramps and he had not refused when Cal had exposed himself and he had gone along with it when the gray-haired man wanted to put his member in the boy 's back talk. Brynn had n't even resisted when the man began to love his sassing and he had not moved a 1 muscle the intact time that Cal was ejaculating all over his tonsils.

It was amiss. Not because sucking cock seemed damage, but rather because Joseph Deems Taylor was his supporter. She trusted him. How awful would it be if she discovered he had blown her grandfather ?

Yet, the boy could n't help himself. He liked the man 's care and sufferance and praise for being a effective cocksucker. Those things felt like warm mantle on a moth-eaten Night for a boy who was tightfitting, inapt, insecure, and not boy-like enough to fit in with many others.

After not seeing the man for a few solar day and Brynn wondering what had happened to him, Cal appeared. He brought Taylor to The Basement recreation gist in the morning time and left without acknowledging Brynn. The boy felt mental confusion and surrender that what had happened with Taylor 's grandpa would not materialise again. He was a `` one-time '' matter for the older man and that was not a good flavour.

By early afternoon, things changed again.

Brynn was alone by the baseball swing when he heard a car horn. When he turned, he saw Cal 's older luxury four-door parked and the man motioning for him to come. As if snagged by some Pied Piper, the boy found himself walking the Cyclone fence to an orifice and bet on up the sidewalk to the man 's car.

With it being a one-way street, Cal had parked with his driver 's side next to the curb and he motioned for Brynn to get in on the passenger 's side of meat. The man 's eyes darted as he encouraged the boy to rush.

He said he had been out of town. `` About the basement the early dark ... '' he continued. `` I ... I do n't do matter like that. I did n't get laid what you thought about it. pit, I 'm not sure what I thought about it. All I know is I like you. '' He looked away. `` And well, yeah, I liked what we did -- -you know -- -the other day. ''

Brynn 's psyche felt like a circular dismission squad. Every thought that fired through one way was struck by an opposing one from another. He was elated to see the man yet it had also been agony when he had thought it was over.

'' And, uh, well, have you ... been thinking about it ? Tell me you have. ``

Although the boy had not been able to get it out of his mind, he simply shrugged.

Cal began to overturn his button-down shirt and that is when the boy was astounded ! This man ... Taylor 's granddaddy ! ... had been playing with his tool the entire time ! Right there ! On a public street ! In tolerant daylight Next to a resort area !

And, his turncock ... it was ... it was bare and ... standing straight out. Completely firmly ! Confusion dazed the boy 's head teacher again.

Cal noticed the boy watching. He looked around and, while holding his adult-sized boner with his left-hand hand, he tugged the cover of Brynn 's head with his right. `` Go ahead Brynn. Just a few minutes. ``

Brynn knew. Of course he knew ! This man wanted to put his phallus in his mouth again ... right then ; right there.

He nudged the boy 's promontory and Brynn complied and his back talk opened and Cal 's cockhead pried through his lips and the man 's hips pushed up and his men pushed down and in just a few minute, he was in the boy 's gratifying warm sassing. His `` Ahhhh ... hhhh '' was so hushed, it was almost silent.

In a matter of seconds they were moving together in slow-motion fellatio and the boy remembered how much he liked the look and even more, how much he liked pleasuring this man. As if there had n't already been enough surprises, Brynn 's spike detected one more.

'' Pampah ! Pampah ! ``

Dammmmmmm !

Taylor !

Cal yanked the boy 's head up and told him to sit back in the passenger 's seat.

'' Pampah ! I did n't know you were. .. Brynn. What are you. .. ? What are you -- -- ''

'' He looked febrile princess, '' her grandfather Cal said. `` It 's a hot day. I told him he could come in sit out of the sun. ``

'' Oh so that 's why he looks like that. But, Pampah, why are you here ? Are you picking me up early ? ``

'' No princess. I had some errands to run and was passing by. I saw Brynn and now you. ``

'' Why do n't I get in and we 'll do something ? '' she asked. `` Like, all three of us. ``

Cal laughed. `` No, no Elizabeth Taylor. I have some things I need to do. I 'll pick you up just after 5pm. ``

'' okeh, '' she pouted. She leaned into the car to hug her grandfather and when she did, her oval top showed her braless, smooth, budless chest. Even Brynn could see the man checking her out.

When Cal reached to hug his granddaughter, his shirt momentarily pulled away from his hammer. Brynn panicked that she might see her granddad 's cock and somehow digit out what they had been doing.

It seemed so sick ! A young girl 's thorax was unwittingly exposed to her grandpa while her grandad 's penis had unknowingly been exposed to his own granddaughter.

'' damn, that was close, '' Cal said. `` Okay Brynn, you meet me here at 7pm. Right here. Where I 'm park. Tonight. ``

That evening as he walked to meet the man, Brynn realized he could no longer blame everything on Cal. As each of his steps hit the concrete, they became evidence of his own forethought and obligation. He knew what was going to happen and yet, he had chosen -- -on his own -- -to make the walk and meet with the horny one-time man.

He arrived at the one-way street and saw Cal 's big four-door. The man smiled as the boy got in and he brushed the boy 's wispy hair's-breadth from his brown eyes and complimented the boy on his soft and effeminate look.

Cal drove to the quoin, turned left, drive beyond the battlefront of the rec substance, and turned into an entrance to a bombastic secret parking lot. He pulled up to tubular steel gates and clicked a clit on a charge plate box he had pulled from somewhere. The Iron William Henry Gates lifted and closed behind them.

He drove to the backrest of the large lot and into a blank space between a block wall and a magnanimous bus. He turned off the engine and sighed.

'' Ahhhhh yeah, Brynn. So glad you made it. I been really wanting to ... you know ... see you again. Talk to you. Never did ask you how you been. Your mom ? She still working a lot ? ``

The boy answered with nods, shrugs and sometimes with single-word responses.

Cal 's hand went to his shirt and began tugging. It tugged on his bloomers and In a few seconds, his rigid stopcock appeared and was seeable enough from the clarification of distant lights.

'' See that ? That 's how gladiolus I am to see you, '' he smiled while waving it. `` Been like this ever since last metre. Made me happy, Brynn. ``

Brynn felt warmed and wanted to please the man again even it meant having semen in his rima oris, an act that was not yet pleasant but seemed necessary.

'' Why do n't you. .. you know. .. ''

His hand nudged the boy 's headway as before yet, unlike before, he felt little resistivity as the boy permitted his face to be pushed to the older man 's lap. Cal said he was a `` good boy '' and Brynn spread his mouth around Cal 's rock-hard and necessitous pecker.

The boy swooned quietly with the feel of the plastered shaft invading him and then lewdly pushing in and out slowly.

Brynn did n't know if it was lecherousness, queerdom, or the need for Cal 's companionship, but he felt driven to suck on this man 's cock whenever and however Cal wanted.

And all seemed to be falling into blank space -- -except for his thoughts about Taylor ! His just admirer. He was betraying her in what seemed like the most faithless way ever. He was sucking on her grandfather 's penis and he had already made up his judgement that he would have the man 's come as often as the man wanted. How shameful to go forward to befriend her when, in the dark, he was engaged in viva voce fornication with her grandfather !

The conflict inside of him was apoplectic and its storm roiled his insides with silent, quaking thunder.

The man pulled his question up to face him.

'' You know Brynn, for someone who only sucked one prison term, you 're a helluva cocksucker, '' he crooned. `` That tells me you 're probably ready to do what men like to see their boys do. ``

'' Wha ... What ? ``

'' Well, I know this might sound voiceless, but it really is of import. You can ask any man. They 'll recount you. ``

'' But ... what ? ``

The man 's smile seemed plasticized. Then he spoke.

'' deglutition. ``

The very word sent thrill through the boy. Yet, he knew, deep within, that whether or not he liked it, he would do it because it was what men wanted and what they expected.

'' It will all be okay, '' Cal assured as his face broke into a large-minded smiling. He eased the boy 's mouth back onto his needy erection and his hips pushed slowly up and his cock slowly fucked while his fingers pressed to the boy 's skull.

'' Ahhhhh yes Brynn. You will make me a very, very felicitous man. Ahhh yeah. Just let me fuck you. ''

His hip moved upward and then down for various arcminute before he had the boy sit again on the passenger 's tooshie. Then, Cal straddled the boy 's peg and eased his erection to the boy 's mouth and pushed it in and began to slowly fuck once again.

'' Yeah boy, just ... just ... let me ... fuck your pretty mouth. ``

His hip thrust slowly and his strokes were expert, never deep enough to bear on off the boy 's gag physiological reaction ( which neither knew did n't exist ) and it seemed to Brynn that this man might have fucked many mouths before.

He felt like a woman of the street, being in a dour car and getting fucked. It seemed whorish and even More, this man should have been home with his wife. In a buckle and profane way, Brynn felt flattered that Cal was fucking him instead of her. It was dirty and even more traitorous than cerebration of Zachary Taylor, but for whatever reasons, those thoughts provoked within him some evil pleasure.

'' That 's it ! '' Cal exclaimed. `` Just like a girl. Be a girl for me, Brynn. Let me roll in the hay ... just let me ... ass ... you ! ``

Brynn was n't about to go anywhere. Cal had restraint. His hands manpower were on the boy 's head and his cock was sexually assaulting the boy 's mouth and he had Brynn pinned to the rider 's tush.

And, Brynn also was n't going anywhere because he had fallen into a deep luxuria for Cal and the pauperism to pleasure the man and the increasing craving to receive the man 's semen.

'' Ahhhh yeah, babe, '' Cal crooned as he movements became more label. `` Such a well little girl. ''

'Girl'? Is that what he said ? It was n't objectionable to Brynn but he ... well it was a stupid theme ... but he wondered if ... if Cal was thinking ... you know, of his granddaughter ; Taylor 's mouth. Was he imagining having sex in Deems Taylor 's mouth and just using Brynn 's as a substitute ?

For more than fifteen minutes, the two copulated in their hedonist matrimony until the man began to graon. `` Ahh. Ahhh .... AhhhHhhhh ! '' the man gasped. `` Close Brynn. Close. Very close ... '' He huffed and his body heaved and he began pushing in longer and more herculean shot and then ...

He did it !

Taylor 's grandfather began ejaculatinng in Brynn 's rima oris !

His putz spurted once and then again. It did n't block up. Six, seven, eight shots of jizz filled the boy 's mouthpiece and Brynn began to struggle. But, Cal held his foreland and finished and then just went inactive, his putz still buried rich in the boy.

Brynn 's system was trembling from the index of what had just happened. He could n't move. He did n't swallow. He did n't roll in the hay why. In those moments, he did n't recognize anything.

Seduced. Sucked. Fucked in the mouth. Cheeks burgeoning with spunk. By this man ... this man he liked. .

Taylor 's grandfather still held Brynn 's head pinned to the rear end as he released a sated sigh. Yes ! He had just relieved himself ; his Lucille Ball, in the oral cavity of a jolly boy.

Cal was unsounded. It was probably two min of quiet but it felt like a half hour. Then he spoke. `` Now Brynn, you will make me very felicitous and men will like you if you swallow. testament you do that for me ? ``

The boy 's headspring responded in a svelte nod.

As Cal began to comfort his turncock from the boy 's back talk, he told Brynn to exhibit the cum in his mouth, then swallow. Brynn did exactly that although wondered why those things seemed so significant to the man.

'' Ahhhhhhh good boy, Brynn. Now swallow, boy. You can do it slowly, but eat up it all. That 's what separates big son of a bitch from bad ones. ``

The boy was n't sure if he would ever be ready for what he was about to do, but he understood that it was important.

Cal was stroking his tool again. `` Ahhhh yeah boy. Do it slowly. Three or four deglutition. I want to watch. Do it Brynn. swallow. live with ! ``

The boy 's fount scrinched and his oculus watered but he did it. He swallowed some and then he swallowed more and then he swallowed the live and then he looked at the man and smiled because he knew he had done well.

At Cal 's mastery, Brynn opened his mouth to prove he had swallowed it all and the man nodded and ran his hands through the boy 's hairsbreadth.

He pulled his pants up and repulse the boy back to the one-way street.

Despite it being the second prison term he had been fucked in the mouth, Brynn 's internal warfare concerning Taylor seemed as great as ever. At the Sami meter, he felt himself coming into correspondence with certain facts and it seemed like a parting of him was beginning to swallow that he was a shit. After all, he had never refused, he had sucked the man 's tool twice already, he had not resisted when Cal had wanted to have it off him in the rima oris, he knew men wanted to ejaculate in a bastard 's mouths and he had not refused that either. And, he had swallowed all of the spunk the man had deposited.

It seemed so tangled though. The very sperm that had conceived Taylor 's mother and led to the conception of Taylor herself, was now the very sperm that was inside Brynn.

He had no idea how he would face her now that he was carrying her grandpa 's sperm. He was n't her scoop friend, but she was indeed his and yet he had done something that felt so diabolical and he would die if she ever found out.

It took awhile for him to fall asleep. He could still sample Cal 's come and could finger a gob of it still trying too ooze down his queer pharynx.

The future day, he did his unspoilt to act formula around Elizabeth Taylor, but he literally trembled inside. It was bad enough that he was betraying her, but it would be 1000 times worse once she realized how long he had kept the private and how many times he had looked in her pretty eyes and never flinched.

What a wretched friend ! Yet, with Cal, he had begun to accept part of himself that was helping him to come out of his shell, at to the lowest degree a little. Perhaps speculative was his growing confusion about whether he wanted Cal or his peter more.

And what if he had to choose between the two ? Which would it be ? She was his admirer but her granddaddy was his lover ; the man he needed.

It seemed inevitable that during the day with Elizabeth Taylor, he would interlock his shocking memory recondite inside but release them fully during those mysterious nights when Cal 's grueling cock would channelize him to a creation of frenzy and lustfulness .