Know I knew what he was doing and so did the erection that I was starting to get!!!! My jeans were now opened and my jockeys were in full view and Dav...e began to rub the lump over the fabric of my shorts. Then he whispered “Damn it, Robby, when are you going to start wearing boxers?” “Well, I justhappen to like jockey shorts, dickhead” I said to Dave. To which Dave responded, “Well, I bet Tobey Maguire wears boxers”. With thatconversation out of the way, Dave. I want to hear you as I slide my hand down your jeans, over top your warm,soaked panties as I tease you. I want to feel the passion as it grows within you, the desperation and yearning you exude as you grow more excited & eager to please me, as I want to please you. I want to feel you push against me as you writhe with pleasure, rubbing your excited body against mine. I want to lick my way down your body, slowly sliding your pants down as I play. I want to suck on you through your panties &. A coir-rope plaited cot was there where he slept. Me and aunty slept on a mat laid in the floor.We went to bed around 10 PM. After a few minutes he called aunty to come to him. Aunty got up to go to him but he said to aunty "you remain there itself —see and tell me whether that boy has slept".I immediately closed my eyes feigning I was asleep. So aunty told him that I was asleep. Then he told her "this is old cot and the coir ropes are worn out — it will not take two peoples weight — you lie. We work it out, not air it out.” After an uneasy silence, the older man continued. “Besides, ain’t no sin gettin’ a bj.”“No sin? Father Fontane, you’re a priest. How can you say that?”“Easy my boy. Because it ain’t sex.”“Huh?”“Write it down Dott: If it ain’t sex, it ain’t sin. And it ain’t sex.”“Since when?”“Well my dear boy since the esteemed William Jefferson Clinton said so. If the president of the United States says bj’s ain’t sex, then they ain’t sex and if they ain’t sex then they.