"Robert," I answered. "I'm Robert Peterson." Mine's Wendy ... I'm six." Hi, Wendy."She giggled. "You're funny," she said.In spite of my gloom, I laugh...ed too and walked on.Her musical giggle followed me."Come again, Mr. P," she called. "We'll have another happy day."The next few days consisted of a group of unruly Boy Scouts, PTA meetings, and an ailing mother. The sun was shining one morning as I took my hands out of the dishwater. I need a sandpiper, I said to myself, gathering up my coat.The. I started moving my mouth up and down having one third of his cock in. I could hear him moaning and I was feeling the vibrations on his cock. I felt his first warm drops of sperm on my throat and by instinct I moved back, he immediately grabbed his cock with his hands and loads of sperm was covering my face. I was standing there naked with warm sperm all over me. As I swallowed some I had the salty taste on my mouth. He looked at me and laughed, “you are such a faggot” he said, “look at you”.. Patty’s next step was to declare it too hot to do any more work outside. She said, “Look, we’re all wet and grungy. Let’s take a shower.” Expecting no objection she led him to one big enough for two and stripped the rest of the way. He was in shock but so horny that he wouldn’t resist anything. Just following orders, he’d later say. His little head was in charge as they washed and dried each other.Patty led him by the hard pointer to her bedroom and promptly dropped her hot box on his boner.. Almost a tickling sensation. I dozed on and off for some time while checking out Squirt profiles and whether or not anyone was cruising on this early Thursday afternoon. I saw a couple of guys that were close enough to be in the park. But then I dozed off again.Sometime late I was awoken when I hear noise coming from the other side of the fence. I listened as the twig snapping and leaf shuffling got closer. I sat up but was not able to make out what it was. a****l or human.Then the noises.