The bedrooms are next to each other and the wall is thin and Mom is a loud fuck so I can clearly hear everything that is going on in their bedroom. I ...could hear the bed squeak and sometimes the headboard would pound against the wall. I could hear Mom saying things like, Oh fuck yes, your big cock feels so good in my cunt. Give it to me. Fill me with your sweet cum. I love you and I need it so bad. Once in a while I might hear, Oh Scott, pound my ass. Shove that big dick all the way up my. It wouldn’t be long until I was meeting men for sex. Mostly much older men, but not always. They all seemed to love running their hands over my young, fit body, sucking my cock and swallowing my cum. What they didn’t know was that was only secondary to me. What I really wanted, what I craved and ached for was having cock in my mouth. Although I wasn’t ready to admit it just then. Pleasuring them, tasting them, that seemed to be my goal, that was what I loved. Any color and any size, I knew I. " I answered. "I haven't had anyone to ride with in a long time, and I'm looking forward to it." I see." She said, managing to imply with those two words that indeed, she saw a lot more."I do have Sid McKesson issues." I said. "I understand that I have them without understanding them at all. There is something both mysterious and amazing between us, and who knows where its going. Don't start to tease me about it yet. Its too soon and too impenetrable a mystery for now." Of course, River.". Kathryn walked over in front of my desk lazily dragging her hand across the leather back of the chair normally reserved for guests. "John I…." She began then stopped, "We have…uh..." Faltering again. Seeing her distress I got up and walked around to her, pulling her chair out I guided her into it and started to walk back to my seat. "Kathy relax! It's me John. Whatever's bothering you will be fine. I mean hell if you can get me through my divorce there can't be anything I wouldn't be able to.