On the one hand, It felt good the way the girls had counter-punched the loud mouth; but on the other hand, I had a feeling that I'd pay for it tomorro...w. On the third hand, any excuse to kiss hot beautiful girls was worth it. Damn, I was running out of hands.Mom drove up before the situation could deteriorate. Traci was in the front seat with her, so the three of us piled into the back, me in the middle."How was your practice?" Mom asked as she pulled out of the parking lot."Interesting." I was. I'd teased him for more than an hour, I'd been sucking him for forty minutes. I was ready, I kept stroking his balls carefully through the fabric of his boxers, never once letting them go. I took his cock in my right hand, starting to massage carefully with my fingertips. I worked him down into my throat again, massaging with my tongue sucking, swallowing. He stroked my cheek then dug his fingers into my back. He came, shooting his load straight into my mouth. I swallowed every drop of his. By this time, the clerk had come running out of the store, hollering "stop thief" until he saw the hole, then me."Come here," I yelled to him. "Hold this end steady. There are people in that car and we've got to get them out of there."Luckily, he'd calmed down and saw what I was trying to do. As I climbed down the ladder slowly, I asked him if he'd called the police and he assured me he had. I noticed a crowd of people had gathered around the hole to see what was going on. I yelled to warn them. I awoke the next morning from one of the deepest, relaxing sleeps I had enjoyed in quite a while. As the filtered sunlight poured in through the window in my room, I glanced over to see an empty pillow next to me. On the pillow was a note from Will, which read:Johnny, Sorry I had to leave so early this morning. Had to get back home to prepare for my presentation at work on Monday. Thank you for a wonderful night! Good luck with “fixing” Trevor. I’m sure you’ll get him under control and.