I tried to tamp down my imagination and get the car started.There was a narrow dirt track that led to an open area behind the store, and sure enough, ...beneath an oak tree rested an aging Pontiac with the hood up, the kid standing next to it. He was fanning the battery and I wondered why he was doing that, until I remembered sometimes batteries give off fumes that can ignite if there’s a spark. More than one person has been injured by an exploding car battery. Thanks, kid.I pulled up next to the. I asked, “Who is it?” The voice that came back wasn’t familiar, but the name was, “It's Jack”. I looked through the window to ensure it was truly Jack. I fumbled for the locks and flung the door opened. I practically yelled, “What are you doing here?” He said, “I’m here to take what I want.” He shut the door behind him and took me in his arms. He hugged me for what I felt was eternity, but only a few minutes. I started to ask, how, why, but his lips stopped me. His kiss took me off guard and I. When we resumed our decorum, I was sitting cross legged on the bed. I had a pair of red tinged and rolled toilet paper wads protruding from my nostrils ... one per side.Show and Tell had yet to begin when there was a sharp rap on the door. Chuck jumped up and looked out the peephole.“It’s the cops,” he said.Before I said, “Well ... let them in.” I took out my money book ... the little book I recorded my cash expenditures in.Chuck opened the door.“I can only assume you fellas are here about the. I looked around and saw that my headboard had a space below where my feet were hanging. So I stuck my feet in the gap and that gave me more leverage. With my tongue out I pushed down. My cock dropped down and hit my tongue. It startled me, but I had just had a taste of my own cock! I couldn't believe it, and that added stretch wasn't even hard for me to do. I knew I could do it. So I pushed back down, harder and faster this time. My cock almost instantly went in my mouth, and even went past the.