I was gonna get me a seat right up front even if I had to thump a few noggins to do it. As luck would have it, me and Jed got the best dang seats they... was. Jed was his usual smelly self, but I had forked over a dollar to get a hot tub bath and a haircut. I purt near as excited as kid in a candy store. My whanger had a notion or two of it's own, he was wanderin' around inside my long handles lookin' for a way out. The pertrusion was plumb obscene, and I had to cover it up with my Stetson.After a. I stroked it for a few minutes and then helped him pull his pants to his knees, as I leaned over and grabbed it with my hand he put his hand on my head and guided my mouth to he cock, I slowly began sucking on the head swirling my tongue around the head, he moaned and I knew I was doing good. I started taking in more and more and I felt the head hit the back of my throat I sucked harder and then slid off slowly then i just started sucking it like it was the last one on earth, he was breathing. "You might be a girl on the outside, Russet, but you're a queer little boy on the inside, ain't ya?" Yessss..." I hissed through my teeth softly. "How do you know about..." How do I know?" He raised one of his imperious eyebrows. "I've been coaching for nearly thirty years. There ain't a damn thing about teenage boys that I don't know. I know what they're thinking, what they're doin, hell ... I know what they're dreaming about when they're all tucked in at night." Oh," I whispered and it was. Her husband was sitting awaiting the directions, nervous and anxious of his wife’s impending infidelity but strangely aroused at the same time. He wanted this to happen and thought he would be present when it occurred, but here she was in the car, dressed like a wanton slut, excitedly waiting to be fucked by a complete stranger. Could he handle the prospect of her being fucked while he wasn’t witnessing the act? He would depend on her recollection skills, regaling the incidents of the sexual.