Mom props herself up on her elbows, and as she looks at me I’m wondering if this is going to lead to a night of tender lovemaking. That’s what one... would usually hope kisses would lead to at the end, but with my own mom...?Mom touches my cheek lightly and flashes a smile although she seems somehow a bit sad and serious as she asks: “How are you feeling, Steve?”“All right, I guess.”“Come here, darling,” mom says and hugs me gently for a while and then lays me down on the bed. I don’t have to ask. I gather they didn’t get a great interview because he was laughing too hard to answer the questions. Afterwards he called me and gave me a major ration of shit on the whole thing.I went home that weekend to watch it. Sunday night the special ran from 8:00 to 10:00, and even before the show was over the phone was ringing off the hook. At one point I had Tusker on my cell phone, Suzie on the house phone, and Tessa on Marilyn’s cell phone. Meanwhile the girls were on both their phones. Marilyn was. When all six guys had had their turns, I again asked for a ride home, and this time I got one. Jill gave me a ride, and we had a good talk. I gave him my phone number at home and told him to give me a call in a couple of weeks. I made sure to let him know that I was only interested in gangbangs, and only public ones in the bar. Then for the rest of the ride, I sat facing him and finger-fucked myself. When he pulled in my driveway, I could see Chuck standing in front of the living room. Instead of simply moving on, I stopped. As a rubbed my finger over his little asshole, I pushed harder and harder. The lubrication from the soap allowed my finger to slip in easily. Forrest gave a small moan of pleasure. I started to move my finger, sliding it in and out of his ass. As soon as it was loose enough, I added anther finger. When I stopped and pulled my fingers out of his ass, there was a small opening.Forrest groaned. “Please, Jamie, do it. I need it so bad. Fuck my ass, please.”I.