By this time I had been having these thoughts for a few years, and after a few minutes of silence I starred very hard at the screen while I whispered ...that I had been having thoughts about stuff for a while now. He was staring at me, waiting for me to make eye contact, asking me what thoughts I’d been having, but I wouldn’t look at him. I just shrugged and sat there for a minute or so before admitting that I’d thought about sucking his dick for ages now.He was very quick to ask if I’d like to. Sammy mentioned that it was appropriate for the profession I was choosing. Seemed Grandfather was expanding the circle of those who knew. They all assured me they wouldn’t let anything out before it happened.It was time to head home as the luau would most likely have started. There was going to be a lot of yelling when Grandmother saw my arm. Mom would probably make me dig my own grave when we got back to Atlanta. That was going to be a blow up of monumental proportions.The drive back was okay. I threw back my head, relishing the awesome feeling, as no one had ever done that to me. I spread my legs a bit more, getting into the feeling, as he moved over to the right tit. I begin rubbing on my now swollen junk through my uniform pants, but Mr. Clark grabs my wrist and moved my arm back to my side. I complied with a smile, and swallowed down the rest of my beer. Now running his hands up both side of my chest, he moved his nose to my left pit. Running into my hairs, which were pretty. The juniors would outnumber the seniors by a wide margin, Elizabeth had said, but neither would have even a third of their class present. Elizabeth said that the year before – Paul's senior year – only 190 kids out of the 520 that were eligible had shown up.Andy had been one of those who had not attended. He didn't own a suit and he didn't have money to rent a tux so he didn't ask anyone to attend (not, he supposed, that anyone was likely to consent to go with him). Instead, he had worked at.