“I’m really happy now with Logan.”His monitors went back down to normal. “I’m sorry son.”“About what dad?”“I’m sorry I didn’t do... better with you and your sexuality.”“Dad-“ “No, let me talk. I love you. I might not have always been supportive of your sexuality or understood how to handle it but I want you to be happy. If being with a man makes you happy then do it. As long as Logan does right by you then that’s all I can ask.”“Thanks dad but please don’t talk like that.” I said as tears began to. He leaned over me; his massive body dwarfing mine, his gripping hands pushed my own into the mattress high above me, stretching me out and pinning me to the bed. I looked up into his blue piercing eyes as he lowered himself onto me, the hard hot head of his cock coming to rest at my twitching pink hole."Is this what you want, Kid?" he asked teasingly as he pressed forward. My eyes closed blissfully as I felt my tight little rosebud stretching and opening up for his huge thick cock."Yesssss," I. I still had my arm around her while we sat there. It wasn't a particularily sexual embrace, more of a comfortable one when Alana reappeared with drinks. Rums all round and another tray of shots. I sipped my drink as Alana excused herself and disappeared upstairs to get changed, my arm was still d****d around Megan when she gripped me by shirt and pulled me into a kiss. I was shocked, astonished and excited. I pulled back and asked.'You have a boyfriend...?''So' She said before pulling me back. Here you are working in a ticket booth. Really just a plywood shack shaped like an outhouse. There's a door in the back which latches from the inside and a window in the front for selling ride tickets. The window is small and just about chest level to discourage customers from grabbing tickets when you are not looking.Since you didn't leave the house this morning expecting to be pulled into this, you are not dressed for a carnival. We had originally planned on a sexy date, so you're wearing.