“Why do you want to suck MY dick”? “Yeah”, he said, “I’ve sucked my friend’s dick and I swallow his cum. In other words, you could see my cock right through the fabric. FUCK! He came to suck…and suck he was going to do. He had imagined getting throat fucked for a couple of years and he needed it just like I did. I looked out of every window to make sure no one was coming down the street. It was disgusting, sticky goo. My cock looked huge shoved right in his face. I was daydreaming in math class and started thinking about how I would have Tim suck my cock. “Wake up…you’re dreaming”! I turned left walking past the track where I had run hundreds of miles training for water polo and swimming. Lynn would come to the swimming meets sometimes when she could but towards the end of the school year she had been out for two weeks visiting her sick mother in Nevada.
