"It was semi erect from my holding it but I managed to get it back into his tight jeans and get him zipped bac up. I waited for the next stupid order.... "Back to the living room." Down." What?" Down."I squatted down in the middle of the living room. "On you knees." He walked up to me and stopped with my face brushed up against his crotch. "Sniff." I sniffed. "More." I sniffed more. "Keep going. I'll tell you when to stop. I sniffed him over and over. I could smell the salty smell of piss and. .those scumbags were no joke.Russian election coming up...could Yeltsin hold on to his seat...SaddamHussein was still messing the UN around...another feeling of amusementregarding another bastard...no news from the US election campaignthough...Then to get packed...books, homework diary, pencil case, a few minutesto chill out...then goodbye to Mum and off to get the bus to school.He called out to Steve in the hallway and the pair gave each othertheir usual high five...and Mike surprised himself. It's a good way to learn intangible things about each other."She frowned."Is this a course you've worked out on relationship building?" No, divorce avoidance. A little extra work at hormone time would prevent a lot of divorces." Because they wouldn't get married?" Exactly."We talked about what she had to work with in her kitchen and decided to go shopping. She didn't keep the place fully stocked. I picked up two salmon steaks, a few scallions, a small jar of sesame seeds, a small jar of sesame. After a half hour or so of ATM, he held my head hard against him and drained his balls deep in my throat. "Sissy Faggot," he says as he slaps my face with his cock as he shakes his excess cum he just squeezed from the tip onto my face. "Make us a Drink" he demands, and heads out to invite the guys onto the porch. Sissy or Slut are the names Mike has told his friends that I am to be called. You can tell that they were uncomfortable with that at first but after a number of drinks that has worn.