Scotty was now going to use me to get his satisfaction. And I was happy tobe there for him. My only wish was to bring Scotty pleasure, to make himfeel... content and pleased with my services.Somehow, I immediately knew what to do. It seemed clear that this was whatI was born to do, to give pleasure to other boys. I took a hold of Scotty´steen mast, breathed in and opened my mouth. Scotty gripped my head with hisboth hands and pushed his rod inside my mouth. I felt relieved as it slidin pretty. Or was it? By coincidence or not someone started a CD of Mendelsohn's "A Midsummer Night's Dream," those otherworldly, opening strings, sounding like Tinkerbell wings in the night air, and we both suddenly had chill bumps. We had to laugh. Had someone been listening to us? It would be too eerie otherwise, but the night had now gone mystical. When we laughed we leaned into each other, and I kept the contact as long as I could without being crude.She asked, "You don't think that's an omen, do. Helen is small and petite and in very good shape physically for her age, bubbly, outgoing with a superb pair of breast. I often wondered if they were enhanced perhaps a gift from Robert because they were so big for her small frame. As time wore on I realised they were all natural, and despite her age I wondered what she looked like naked? Robert was a great character, charming friendly and I’m sure if I knew him better he would be a good friend.Helen was very gregarious so it was hard to tell. He was actually sounding a little jacked up about the idea. I in truth had always had fantasies about a threesome, but hadn't the courage to bring it up."I can't wait to have a big hard cock inside me." I was fingering my slippery pussy again. We continued to talk dirty about me fucking other men until I finally found my release.Two days went by and he hadn't brought it up again. I wondered if he was only talking dirty to me and wasn't truly serious about the idea after all. I didn't want to.