All Brynn could mean about in the years after meeting Cal in a darken nook of The cellar recreation center a few days before, was how shake up he felt. It had been a huge step to suck on a produce man 's penis for the first clock time even though he had wanted to do it for a farseeing clock time. He just had n't imagined it would happen so early in life.

He thought of himself as inexperienced person in the matter of cocksucking because it was Cal who had made everything take place while Brynn had remained passive.

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

He already felt like a traitor because he had gone with her granddaddy 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 mouth. Brynn had n't even resisted when the man began to jazz his mouth and he had not moved a single muscle the entire time that Cal was ejaculating all over his tonsils.

It was wrong. Not because sucking peter seemed wrong, but rather because Taylor was his admirer. She trusted him. How awful would it be if she discovered he had blown her grandfather ?

Yet, the boy could n't help oneself himself. He liked the man 's attention and banker's acceptance and praise for being a beneficial shit. Those thing felt like fond cover on a frigidness night for a boy who was penny-pinching, cumbersome, insecure, and not boy-like enough to fit in with many others.

After not seeing the man for a few daylight and Brynn wondering what had happened to him, Cal appeared. He brought Taylor to The Basement recreation kernel in the morning time and left without acknowledging Brynn. The boy felt confusion and resignation that what had happened with Taylor 's grandfather would not happen again. He was a `` erstwhile '' affair for the Old man and that was not a good touch.

By early good afternoon, matter changed again.

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

With it being a one-way street, Cal had parked with his number one wood 's side next to the curbing and he motioned for Brynn to get in on the rider 's side. The man 's heart darted as he encouraged the boy to hurry.

He said he had been out of town. `` About the basement the early night ... '' he continued. `` I ... I do n't do thing like that. I did n't know what you thought about it. Hell, I 'm not for certain 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 brain felt like a broadside firing 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 nous, he simply shrugged.

Cal began to arise his button-down shirt and that is when the boy was astounded ! This man ... Taylor 's grandfather ! ... had been playing with his cock the entire metre ! Right there ! On a world street ! In panoptic daylight Next to a playground !

And, his stopcock ... it was ... it was bare and ... standing straight out. Completely gruelling ! disarray dazed the boy 's read/write head again.

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

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

He nudged the boy 's head and Brynn complied and his mouth opened and Cal 's cockhead pried through his lips and the man 's rosehip pushed up and his hands pushed down and in just a few bit, he was in the boy 's sweet quick sassing. His `` Ahhhh ... hhhh '' was so hushed, it was almost understood.

In a issue of seconds they were moving together in slow-motion fellatio and the boy remembered how much he liked the spirit 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 !

Elizabeth Taylor !

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

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

'' He looked feverous princess, '' her grandfather Cal said. `` It 's a hot day. I told him he could derive 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 Taylor. I have some affair I need to do. I 'll pluck you up just after 5pm. ``

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

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

It seemed so crazy ! A young girlfriend 's chest was unwittingly exposed to her grandfather while her grandfather 's member had unknowingly been exposed to his own granddaughter.

'' Damn, that was close, '' Cal said. `` okeh Brynn, you meet me here at 7pm. Right here. Where I 'm parked. Tonight. ``

That even as he walked to run into the man, Brynn realized he could no longer pick everything on Cal. As each of his stair hit the concrete, they became evidence of his own premeditation and province. He knew what was going to happen and yet, he had chosen -- -on his own -- -to make the walk and sports meeting with the horny older 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 hairsbreadth from his brown eyes and complimented the boy on his soft and sissy look.

Cal drove to the corner, turned left, drove beyond the figurehead of the rec pith, and turned into an entrance to a big individual parking lot. He pulled up to tubular steel gate and clicked a release on a plastic box he had pulled from somewhere. The branding iron gates lifted and closed behind them.

He drove to the back of the gravid lot and into a blank space between a occlusion rampart and a large bus. He turned off the railway locomotive and sighed.

'' Ahhhhh yeah, Brynn. So beaming 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 trouser and In a few seconds, his rigid putz appeared and was seeable enough from the elucidation of distant Christ Within.

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

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

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

His helping hand nudged the boy 's head as before yet, unlike before, he felt little resistance as the boy permitted his face to be pushed to the aged man 's lap. Cal said he was a `` commodity boy '' and Brynn spread his mouth around Cal 's rock-hard and needy peckerwood.

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

Brynn did n't know if it was luxuria, queerdom, or the motivation 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 home -- -except for his thoughts about Taylor ! His salutary friend. He was betraying her in what seemed like the most traitorous way ever. He was sucking on her granddad 's penis and he had already made up his judgement that he would go for the man 's ejaculate as often as the man wanted. How disgraceful to persist in to befriend her when, in the shadow, he was engaged in oral criminal conversation with her granddaddy !

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

The man pulled his principal up to face him.

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

'' Wha ... What ? ``

'' Well, I know this might sound hard, but it really is important. You can ask any man. They 'll separate you. ``

'' But ... what ? ``

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

'' Swallow. ``

The very word sent shivers 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 broad grin. He eased the boy 's mouth back onto his necessitous erection and his hips pushed slowly upward and his shaft slowly fucked while his fingers pressed to the boy 's skull.

'' Ahhhhh yes Brynn. You will shit me a very, very happy man. Ahhh yeah. Just let me do it you. ''

His coxa moved upward and then down for several transactions before he had the boy sit again on the passenger 's place. Then, Cal straddled the boy 's legs 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 ... have intercourse your middling sassing. ``

His hip joint thrust slowly and his cam stroke were expert, never deep enough to tinge 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 fancy woman, being in a dreary car and getting fucked. It seemed whorish and even more, this man should have been home with his married woman. In a warped and reprobate way, Brynn felt flattered that Cal was fucking him instead of her. It was sordid and even more traitorous than thoughts of Taylor, but for whatever cause, 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 sleep with ... just let me ... fuck ... you ! ``

Brynn was n't about to go anywhere. Cal had control. His work force hands were on the boy 's headspring and his prick was sexually assaulting the boy 's lip and he had Brynn pinned to the passenger 's buttocks.

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

'' Ahhhh yeah, child, '' Cal crooned as he movements became more sound out. `` Such a good girl. ''

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

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

He did it !

President Taylor 's grandfather began ejaculatinng in Brynn 's sass !

His shaft spurted once and then again. It did n't check. Six, seven, eight shots of jizz filled the boy 's sass and Brynn began to struggle. But, Cal held his head and finished and then just went inactive, his cock still buried deep in the boy.

Brynn 's system was trembling from the tycoon of what had just happened. He could n't move. He did n't swallow up. He did n't know why. In those moments, he did n't know anything.

Seduced. Sucked. Fucked in the backtalk. cheek burgeoning with spunk. By this man ... this man he liked. .

Taylor 's granddaddy still held Brynn 's head pinned to the seat as he released a replete sigh. Yes ! He had just relieved himself ; his testis, in the mouthpiece of a pretty boy.

Cal was silent. It was probably two minutes of quiet but it felt like a half hour. Then he spoke. `` Now Brynn, you will spend a penny me very glad and men will care you if you swallow. Will you do that for me ? ``

The boy 's head responded in a slight nod.

As Cal began to ease his prick from the boy 's brim, he told Brynn to exhibit the cum in his mouth, then take back. Brynn did exactly that although wondered why those affair seemed so important to the man.

'' Ahhhhhhh good boy, Brynn. Now swallow, boy. You can do it slowly, but swallow it all. That 's what separates majuscule son of a bitch from bad 1. ``

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

Cal was stroking his cock again. `` Ahhhh yeah boy. Do it slowly. Three or four deglutition. I want to catch. Do it Brynn. Swallow. Swallow ! ``

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

At Cal 's dictation, Brynn opened his mouth to test he had swallowed it all and the man nodded and ran his hands through the boy 's hair's-breadth.

He pulled his pant up and take the boy back to the one-way street.

Despite it being the second sentence he had been fucked in the rima oris, Brynn 's home wars concerning Taylor seemed as great as ever. At the same time, he felt himself coming into agreement with certain facts and it seemed like a function of him was beginning to consent that he was a whoreson. After all, he had never refused, he had sucked the man 's cock twice already, he had not resisted when Cal had wanted to hump him in the sassing, he knew men wanted to blurt in a SOB 's mouths and he had not refused that either. And, he had swallowed all of the spunk the man had deposited.

It seemed so sophisticate though. The very sperm that had conceived Taylor 's mother and led to the concept of Taylor herself, was now the very sperm that was deep down Brynn.

He had no musical theme how he would face her now that he was carrying her grandfather 's sperm cell. He was n't her in effect friend, but she was indeed his and yet he had done something that felt so demonic and he would die if she ever found out.

It took awhile for him to return asleep. He could still savor Cal 's semen and could sense a gob of it still trying too ooze down his queer throat.

The side by side day, he did his best to act rule around Taylor, but he literally trembled inside. It was bad enough that he was betraying her, but it would be 1000 times speculative once she realized how long he had kept the unavowed and how many fourth dimension he had looked in her pretty eyes and never flinched.

What a despicable ally ! Yet, with Cal, he had begun to accept persona of himself that was helping him to come out of his carapace, at to the lowest degree a little. Perhaps worse was his growing confusion about whether he wanted Cal or his tool more.

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

It seemed inevitable that during the day with Zachary Taylor, he would mesh his lurid memories late inside but release them fully during those occult dark when Cal 's hard cock would transport him to a reality of delirium and lust .