First those late night visits, where we had to be not only quick but also quite. Then, quick encounters as I drove him home from my house after hangin...g out with my son. Every encounter, every experience, every earth shattering orgasm only made me want to experience more. Steven’s passion for our encounters only seemed to grow in want, desire and urgency also, just like mine. Then the time came. His parents where out for the afternoon and my wife had taken my son shopping. They were all going to. We all finally left and we threw the mag in the trash and went back to the house to hit the beds and get some sleep. After about an hour, I couldn't sleep myself and got up and went back down to the boat house. I pulled the magazine from the trash and hid behind the building and pulled my cock out and started beating off thinking that no one could see me. What I didn't know was that there was a security cam there with infrared lenses and what I was doing was being seen.I was almost about to cum. Once hard he started to fuck me again this time taking his time and using my ass just to keep him hard. After two hours of him ‘play fucking’ my ass he exploded inside my ass. Then he pulled out of my ass took his hand and wiped my ass filling his hand with cum and lube then wiped it across my face. Greg then untied me and made me suck his cock and then rim his ass. Only then did we walk back to camp. As we walked cum ran slowly down my thigh and to my feet. When we arrived at the camp Uncle. ‘Church office’ it said. He knocked and heard that soft husky voice he knew so well say, ‘come in.’ Anne was worried. The letter she held in her hand was the cause. It was from an attorney, acting on behalf of Dr. Benson. Benson was demanding that she submit to him a letter of apology for ‘publicly defaming his professionalism and integrity.’ Furthermore she was to name any contacts she had made ‘in her efforts to solicit false testimony against him for sexual harassment.’ She looked up as her.