I wasn’t even ready with my wanking when I felt him discharge his entire load in my ass. Then he told me that he didn’t feel comfortable here, as ...some of his co-workers also had the keys to the building, that he only took me there because he liked my ass so much. sensing my foul mood, he gave me 100 bucks to buy me something nice and asked if I would be able to see hem the next day.He gave me a lot of papers and drawings and told me that he would take a room in a small hotel, supposedly to. "Yancy turned up in Breckinridge with his head and hands gone. I guess to hide who he was or something," I snorted. "It was an amateur job. Police ID'd him from that tattoo on his chest..." What was it?" Bert wondered."The tattoo? Uh ... The Last Supper," I told him with a shrug. "So then Thursday, I got a call from a dealer in Queens, Vic's turf, who told me Frankie Fingers had come around shopping 20kilos of pure powder. What a coincidence."I paused and took a drink of water. Vic wasn't. We never thought much of Pete and our dad until one morning they didn't come out for breakfast. Kyle opened the door and there was dad plowing Pete at hyper speed. We all got a laugh out of that. Pete stayed with us after school but Kyle wanted to go collect some towels. He enlisted in the Marine Corp and headed to Iraq. I was alone for seven months. Pete and dad took care of me. One night we did a three way with dad fucking Pete and him and I sucking. I really like that. For the most part. Although I honestly did enjoy the sight of them there, knowing how muchfun they were, I still had a worried doubt in the back of my mind thatsomeone, probably my sisters, would eventually discover them.I detested myself for it but I had to admit, it was much too dangerous.I felt that I had taken far too many chances already, pushing my lucktoo much. Like a balloon that was close to popping, I knew that I wasbeing too careless with it. I grabbed them all and moved them to theleft of the others,.