He was, as the common man were wont to say, in the doghouse. Only in this case this doghouse was in fact the very spacious and well accommodated livin...g quarters of the Asiatic gardener, that had been with the estate as I knew for years upon years. I wondered briefly wherein the gardener was now wont to stay. This boisterous and gregarious Scot pondered for words, and when none would come he looked abjectly into his cup. I determined to pull him from his depressing reverie with fair science, our. Then I licked into his slit a couple of times, and cleaned the head to get the taste of his sticky and somewhat bland precum. It had a real strong aftertaste though, and I knew that his full load would taste a lot better. I went to town, feeling his hands on my shoulders, gently massaging. God he tasted good. His musk was an aroma that even the liberal splash of cologne he had put on could not hide. “Yeah, baby,” he hissed. He bucked himself against my face, the fabric of his pants. In contrast, Gavin saw that Lord Richard Malmesbury was openly studying him, a little smile playing on his lips and a look of expectation in his eyes."What's that all about I wonder?" Gavin thought to himself.Both of the older men had got to their feet when Gavin, Rose and Donald had been shown into the room and Henry now seemed to remember his manners."It's so good to have you all back safe and sound. I suppose we have you to thank for that Mr MacSween," said Henry as he crossed the room and. I accidentally walked into the bathroom when he was getting out of the shower. He had grown up quite a bit since I used to give him baths. He had an erection. Well, one thing led to another and I ended up sucking him off. From then on, when he would come to visit, I would please him with my mouth. However, that's all we did for a couple of years. Then one day, we went all the way. I don't remember the circumstances exactly, but I do remember that it was incredible. So that's my story. I guess.