”I’d walked up and pushed him, hard. He shot out the door into the street landing on his ass in a cloud of dust. Nobody lifted a finger to help. I... took it to mean he wasn’t real popular.“You gonna get up or do you want shot while you’re on your fat ass?”Sweat was running down his face, cutting ruts in the dust that coated it until he looked kinda striped. He heaved himself up slowly holding his hands out. “What can I do to avoid this?”“Not a damn thing. I let you go you’ll have to gather your. All of the girls in high school and college desired him over me. One time I was kissing this girl and she called out Ryan’s name in an orgasmic way. My dick is weak… only 4 and a half inches hard. Ryan’s is a good 8 or 9 (based upon what I saw while he was plowing my mom). Ryan and my mom have kept their relationship under wraps for the past several months. They have no clue that I know of them fucking around. Lately, their actions have been getting bolder. My mom is touching Ryan’s arms and. He is a ways away, I told him at first, after I saw with horrors the eldritch nightmares we were causing him, making new, deeper inroads to his heart and tearing it apart, but he would leap at me and clasp my hands so tightly, they would have red marks on them for days. He would be so red-faced and monstrously hopeful, as if he would tear the world apart to find his friend and be with him again. He would cry, ‘Where is he? Take me to him. Did he tell you that he died in order to get rid of me?. You moan, so I know you’re enjoying it. I kiss your collarbone, and scrape my teeth over your chest to your nipple. I hear you take in a sharp breath, and move across to the other side, teasing you unexpectedly. I scrape my teeth down your body, and wrap my mouth over the head of your cock through your shorts. You moan, and I look up at you through my eyelashes. I hook my hand underneath your underwear and shorts and pull them down. I gasp as your erect penis springs free from its confinement..