Date: Fri, 8 May 2015 06:37:31 -0700
From: odanny dannyo <odannyoh@hotmail.com>
Subject: Thank God for title 19

This story is not for all, it contains an individual from the DD
population,, they are granted as many rights as you have


TITLE 19

The federal government gave all impaired children all the rights and
privileges to be treated as functional individuals, to be allowed all the
freedoms and excesses any individuals and in this case adults can
have/learn when they reach legal age

Knowing that is the only reason I have embellished this story, from another
writer; I did not think he was a bad story teller, I just felt the need to
make it more "fun", more "graphic".  I do not think his portion was truth,
and I know my addition is pure fiction, and therefore covered by the
Supreme Court's ruling dealing with creative endeavors.

Posted by Marco on August 15, 19100 at 08:45:31:

 I thought I would share a story with you guys. I have a retarded brother,
some 8 years older than me. When I was 12 I came home from school early one
day and went down to the den to let my Dad know I was home. Before I got
there I heard some weird groaning noises so I crept up to the door to find
out what it was. My dad worked from home, so I assumed he was shifting
furniture or something physical. I couldn't believe what I saw. My brother
Chris was lying across a table wearing just a shirt and my dad was not only
plugging his ass, but beating him off at the same time.

I had just started taking sex ed and I had learned about masturbation,,
though all I ever got was this wild "feeling" throughout my body,, it was
wild, I learned that it was called a dry orgasm I also heard the older guys
making fun of gay guys and saying how they took it up the ass and that they
sucked dick too. I mean how bad can "gay" be if you see your Dad and
brother doing that kind of stuff. Chris was rolling his head from side to
side and making a kind of howling noise, but not out of pain or fear or
anything like that. He really seemed to be enjoying it. My dad was just
holding Chris's legs up and ploughing into his ass. It seemed like Chris
was pushing back each time Dad pushed forward. I got the impression that
they had done this a lot before. It seemed to be so natural to them. I was
really afraid that my dad would see me or sense me there, so I moved back
and just peeped thru the hinges crack. Dad began to really go to town on my
brother's ass, grinding his pelvis up against his cheeks and moaning
loudly. Chris doesn't speak, but we can understand what he wants fairly
well. He sure gave the impression he wanted my dad! He was just staring up
to the ceiling with his tongue rolling in and out of his mouth, making
grunting noises and holding my Dad's head. I had seen Chris naked before,
but I had never seen him with a stiff cock. I could see it sticking up to
his navel. It was real thick and a lot longer than mine. But then again he
was older.  All the guys in our family are uncut and I could see his
foreskin retracted right back off the purple head. There was a lot of stuff
(from sex-ed, I knew what it was) guys with skin make more of it than guys
who are cut, it's called pre-cum and it was all over his dick, so much of
it that it was on Dad's hand too.. I was mesmerized by the hypnotic
pounding, but suddenly, my dad roared out, making me jump at the loudness
of it. He froze as he made a final thrust up my bro's asshole. I knew l
about cumming, so I knew that's what my dad had just done.  But he kept
working on Chris's dick, that part made me wish my Dad was doing it to
me. When Chris came he shot so much and so high, it went everywhere from
his hair to his chest to his belly. Dad leaned down and sucked on Chris's
nuts, like it was some kind of reward, but I couldn't tell whose reward it
really was.  From Chris's nuts Dad licked up the sides of Chris's cock kind
of like he was cleaning him. Dad didn't stop there, he continued up his
belly and then licked all the cum he could from Chris's face. He reached
for a towel to wipe them up.

I knew I couldn't stay any longer so I ran up to my room - difficult with a
throbbing hard on in my pants! (no matter the size of it) I shut the door
and frantically tore down my pants to jerk off, well jerking till I got my
"feeling" after about ten strokes.

My mind went wild with imagining things, things I could get Chris to do for
me, and maybe even from my Dad.

Chris would sometimes have wild crazy nights tossing and turning making
lots of commotion, it usually woke the whole house up.

When I got through with my tingling and knowing that Dad and Chris were
back together, clothed, I mean. I went downstairs to the den, Dad was doing
paperwork, and Chris was watching something on the TV. Dad and I talked
about nothing much but I noticed he looked tired, and not from fucking.

Chris had a bad night last night and Dad and Mom were up it seemed all
night trying to comfort him. THEN it hit me, I told Dad how tired he looked
and that maybe I was getting old enough to help out with Chris. I told him
we could move Chris into my bedroom and then I could take care of him in
the middle of the night. Dad kind of looked at me with some kind of
wonderment, and I sure enough thought he knew I saw them, but it wasn't
that. Dad reached out and hugged me, maybe a strange hug, one of his hands
was on the small of my back and the other on my ass, telling me how very
thoughtful he thought I was. He said he and Mom would talk about it and let
me know. Nothing was ever said by my dad, so I know he never heard me at
the door.

At dinner that night Mom and Dad talked it over and they agreed that it
might be a relief for them. And after all it wasn't like it would be
inconvenient, there were twin beds in my room.

Chris didn't seem to be paying attention to what was going on, until Mom
and Dad did that thing you do to little kids to make them excited. They
told him he was going to be sleeping in his brother's room with him. I know
he was only reacting to their forced excitement, to get him excited, and he
did, he pissed his pants, sometimes that happens.  AH, my first shot at
doing my first good deed. I volunteered to take him upstairs and change him
and even put him in his PJ's for the night. Mom and Dad just beamed, I took
Chris's hand, funny I had never even touched my brother once. He was all
smiles and grabbed at my hand, and up the stairs we went.  Mom and Dad just
elated over me helping out.

We got up to Chris's room, and he just stood there looking down at his wet
pants. I comforted him as best I could, and smiled, he smiled back. I took
him by the hand again and led him into his bathroom. I removed his shirt
and I kind of gazed at his chest, he had hair on it and that surprised
me. I ran my hand in his chest hair and I touched his nipples, not with
intent, it just happed. He made this little gurgling sound and I noticed
his nipple had gotten hard. So I reached up with my other hand and actually
played with the other one. This was something that he was enjoying, but he
wasn't moving around or anything just enjoying the pleasure it must have
been bringing to him. What I wanted to do was to suck on them,, but thought
better of it.

He is not allowed to wear belts and shit, in case he might get an urge and
hurt himself. I just started soft talking, so that he knew everything was
ok. He took my hand again and smiled a big ol' smile.

I didn't want him to get scared because someone different than my parents
were dressing or should I say undressing him. I touched his wet pants and
smiled at him. Damn that must be uncomfortable for him, it was cold by then
and I thought nasty. I called down to my Mom and asked her if she thought I
should shower him.

Well of course, he's nasty came the reply. I turned the water or to adjust
the temp and then turned back towards Chris who was still smiling but other
than that he was as limp as a noodle, his hands at his side, just limp kind
of.

I undressed him, no reaction at all; he just let me do it.

I tested the water and it was just perfect so I undressed and moved him
into the shower. He was definitely enjoying the water. He got good and wet
and then I did. But I had to brush by him to get under the water, no I'm
lying the shower would have held 6 people, Dad made sure it was large
enough for someone other than Chris to be in there with him. But I didn't
want him to be startled by being touched. Hell, I had never even touched
him in my 12 years until tonight.

I took the bar of soap from the wall and lathered up my hands and started
the procedure. I started washing his shoulders and yet he still stood there
like a lump. I thought his skin was so silky, I started to bone up,, it was
nowhere near as big as he was soft. But hell he had no idea what was
happening to me, he hardly knew what was happening to him. Except he peed
again, I think we all do when we shower or tub. But I wasn't under the
water then he was, he pissed all over me. I reached out and took his limp
pissing cock and aimed it all over me. It was sick I know, but who would
know? Even though I was holding his dick he didn't get hard, so that was
cool. I washed his chest and this time I paid deliberate attention to his
nipples. They got hard again, and I just played with them, him kind of
cooing in pleasure.

My Dad hollered through the closed bathroom doors to see if I was ok, and I
told him yeah this is simple. I heard him leave and shut the bedroom
door. With one hand I played with one of Chris's nipples and with the
other, I picked up the hand held shower nozzle to rinse him off. We were
nowhere done but I wanted to try something and the soap would have been in
my way. As the soap ran down his stomach and over his dick it looked like
he was pissing bubbles, and I laughed. I leaned in and took one of his
nipples into my mouth and just sucked it. That seemed to bring all kinds of
excitement to him he was shaking his hands back and forth as I sucked. Heck
I had no idea about sucking nipples, but there I was doing it.

Chris brought one of his hands up and started playing with my nipple, it
hardened up right away,, ah this is what he was feeling. It never made me
hard or anything, hell I was still hard from before. But, I did moan, and
damned if he didn't too.

It was time to get this shower over with so I lathered up my hands again
and started down his stomach to his pubes and then to his cock, hell it was
still soft. But just holding it gave me my "feeling". OH no I thought I
have died and gone to heaven this was going to be fun. From his dick to his
balls and then I rinsed him again. More bubble piss, and I kind of
chuckled.

When I washed his balls my hand kind of went behind his nuts and I thought
I saw him chub up a bit.

Back to the cleaning,, I did his legs all the way down to his feet,
kneeling there in front of him. HIs dick never grew any more than that
little chub.

All of a sudden I went queer and stuck my tongue out and licked his
dick. Nothing happened I didn't die he didn't plump up any more than it had
earlier. When I took the spray nozzle and was rinsing him off, when the
water hit behind his balls he chubbed up even more. DUHHHH now I get it, it
is not his prick that he focuses on.

I soap up my hands again, and this time I move behind him. Shoulders first
and then down his back to his ass, golly I thought his ass is pretty no
wonder Dad fucked it. I will too, I knew then, I just didn't know how
yet. I didn't just wash his cheeks I kneaded them, it took both hands to do
each cheek.

I slid my hand down between his ass hole and his balls, and he slid back
into me wiggling his ass. I know I'm getting close to the button now, I
looked around him and he wasn't boned but close to it.

One soapy hand up the crack of his ass and I could feel his hole. NOW he
was moving back onto my finger, and it went right in. Wooo it was hot
inside him, in my mind's eye I could see my Dad's dick sliding in and out
of him, what a trip that must be for your dick.

I finger fucked him a bit with one finger and they two, and THEN three of
them. With my free hand I reached around and the motha was totally
boned. So I stroked it for him. He kneeled down twisted and lay on his back
legs up in the air. I got my "feeling" again, but I just finger fucked him;
this is not what was pictured in my mind.

I beat the hell out of his dick, his legs in the air, my three fingers
working in and out his hole, he was moaning like a trouper I didn't know
how to stop him, I only had two hands and I wanted to see him get off, it
would be as if I did (cum myself).

 I switched hands and spun around till my ass was over his face and I
pushed it down. His mouth finally quiet, my fingers just a flash in and out
of his hole, my other hand was a blur beating his cock so fast.



OH MY WORD, did he came all over my face, ugghh, I moved and he covered his
belly with his cum, he was still cumming as I saw in my mind my Dad eat
it. Before I even realized I had his cock covered with my mouth.. I could
feel his dick twitching and squirting, I swallowed some of it,, I really
don't know what I thought about the taste but it wasn't bad like. So I
swallowed until it stopped. Then I had to deal with my covered face. I
could feel right where the cum was, it was toasty warm, I wiped and I
licked the more I did it the better it tasted to me.

I got up, and stood over my brother guilt washed over me. I was a fucking
pervert, I had sucked his cock and ate his cum, but my Dad ate it too, yeah
but he didn't suck him. I composed myself as quickly as the guilt came over
me. I looked at my brother laying there on the floor being splashed by the
shower. Cum still puddled on his belly. I had never looked at my brother
like this, no I don't mean laying on the floor.

What I mean is I saw pleasure, not just for me, but I could see it on him
too. He started to get up, and I waved a no to him. He just leaned back
like I had instructed.

I kneeled beneath his legs, and looked at his cock getting limper, the
puddle on his stomach, I licked his cock, and moved up to the puddle and
sucked it all up, I didn't swallow though, it felt strangely wonderful on
my tongue. I wondered if my Dad had ever kissed him. I felt bad thinking he
hadn't. I lay on top of him, skin to skin, I leaned down and put my lips to
his. Clearly this was the first time for him, my Dad never even kissed him?
He had fucked him, eaten his cum and never even kissed him.

Chris's eyes were wide open, not in shock or fear just unknowingly.

Well, I mean I have never really kissed someone like I see on TV, so maybe
we were even?

It seemed instinctively I put my mouth over his, his lips stayed closed and
I pushed my tongue inside his mouth, and deposited his cum. That was
something he didn't expect, but his mouth opened and he just swallowed what
I had given him. And then his tongue was inside mine like he was searching
for more cum. He actually touched me with his hands, gently on the sides of
my face.

Then I felt it, his cock was hard again, sticking up between my legs and I
wanted to suck him some more, but wisdom took hold and I realized we had
been in there too long.

I got up and he did too, I finished my shower and we were out and in his
room. I managed with some difficulty getting him into his PJ's, I wrapped a
towel around me, took him by the hand and went to my room for my PJ's. I
sat him on his new bed . He sat there smiling, I had never seen him smile
so much in all my life. I got my PJ's out of the drawer; I let the towel
drop and bent over, opps my butt to him. He reached out and actually
touched my ass. Just a little touch, but there it was.

We went downstairs and watched TV, he insisted that he sit next to me. We
were all amazed; he had never shown this kind of affection with
anyone. When I got up for a drink, he got up too and followed me.

We all went to bed, he in his new bed, me with a new roommie , Mom and Dad
relaxed, I hadn't seen that in so long.

In the middle of the night Chris had whatever it was that he has. I jumped
up and sat on the edge of his bed and held him. Mom and Dad came rushing
in, Mom flushed, and I know I saw my Dad's woodie under his robe,, they
must have been fucking. Chris was calm, Dad waved my mother out of the
room, politely but it looked firmly. He knelt beside me holding Chris and
his robe opened I plainly saw his dick, if he knew he didn't let on. His
dick had to be going down at that point because I saw the skin covering the
knob of his cock. I got off the bed and kneeled down holding Chris's head
wiping the sweat from his forehead. I knew I was being sneaky as I moved my
bare foot between my Dad's legs and back till it touched his cock. Dad
cleared his throat, got up re-wrapped his robe around him tight. I turned
around and I saw him put his hand into the pocket of the robe. The dude was
trying to cover his prick. I turned back to Chris and Dad said goodnight
and he was off. When I heard his bedroom door close, I kissed Chris again
for the second time today. This time he didn't just touch my face he held
on to it.

Fucking perv that I was turning into I put my hand down his PJ's and he was
rock hard. I motioned for him to stay where he was, I tiptoed out into the
hall and down to my parents' bedroom. They were fucking I could tell. They
would be at this a long time I thought.

When I got back to our room, Chris had managed to get his PJ bottoms off
and is legs were in the air.

I had to literally push them down onto the bed. But his cock was still up
in the air. So you guessed it, I just went down on him. His cock was as
important to me as his ass was to my Dad. I sucked and sucked on him, it
was as new a thing for him as it was for me. I managed to get the bottoms
of my PJ's down. I sucked so long my jaw was aching, he was not going to
cum like this, he just wasn't connecting. I pushed my hands under him and
cupped his cheeks. At that point he almost started thrusting; he was
starting to connect. I slipped a finger into his ass and that did it.. HE
CAME, I DRANK, he came some more and I drank some more but I saved some of
it. When he was through cumming, I climbed on top of him; I was going to
kiss him again like in the shower. But this time his mouth was wide open
tongue outstretched, his hands holding, not just touching; but holding my
face. I was over his mouth and I just opened mine and let his cum drop into
his mouth, he drank it down like water. Then I kissed him.  My "feeling"
came over me, much more intense than ever before and I had my very first
wet climax. I pulled away from his face to look at what I had deposited on
his belly, finally, finally just a twinge of guilt and I moved to lick it
up, it was more watery than Chris's cum, but WOW it was my very own cum,, I
bent over and sucked his stomach dry. When I was done I went back to our
kiss.

Contentedly, I think Chris feel asleep. I almost did and then I realized
that if Dad came back to the room and saw that Chris didn't have his PJ's
on it might mean trouble, I had planned on staying it the bed with him, and
Dad would or might have thought that was ok, but Chris and I both naked
from the waist down,, no THAT wouldn't be ok. It was difficult but I
managed to get his and my bottoms on.

The next morning, a Saturday, Dad came in to my or should I say our room
and woke us. Dad looked at me quizzically and I knew it was because we were
both in the same bed. I told him it was the only way he would be
comforted. Dad seemed to accept it.

Chris and I both undressed and dressed for the day, actually I did it for
both of us. Though it was much easier than last night. Chris almost tried
to help.  Breakfast over, Mom out do to some weekly shopping, Dad to his
den, and Chris and I watched a little TV. I went down, Chris in tow, to the
den, and told Dad I was going over to a friend's house.

NO FUCKING WAY, I was going out all right but I was going to the window in
my Dad's den to watch what would happen. I had to pry Chris's hand from
mine, but then I was out. Chris just sat on the floor.

I got outside, pushed through the bushes and peeked into the window. Chris
was sitting on the floor, legs outstretched and Dad stood up, undid his
belt and dropped his pants. No underwear, that surprised me. His shoes
still on, Dad stepped out of his pants that were down around his ankles and
in front of Chris, man Dad had a real bonner on, and it was way bigger than
Chris's.

Chris just robotically lifted his legs up. Dad pulled the sweats off
him. Dad was way hard but not Chris. Dad had this tube in his hands and he
squeezed it and this stuff came out, Dad put some on his cock and it made
it shine. Then Dad reached down and put some of the stuff on Chris's hole,
and it looked like he pushed some of it inside Chris's hole. Now Chris was
boning up. Dad got down on his knees between Chris's legs, stroked Chris's
cock and held his own and guided it into that hot hole that I felt last
night.

I don't have to tell you, I was rock hard. I knew that Dad had cum
yesterday with Chris and last night with Mom, I had guessed. This guy must
have been some kind of fucking machine. As Dad pushed into Chris, I pushed
into my sweats and both Dad and I started stroking, him my brother's hole
and me on my pole,, I laughed at my own humor.

I slid out from under the bushed and tip-toed into the house, down to the
den. I had left the door wide open, and it still was open. For a moment I
watched I could see Dad's ass muscles tighten and relax as he pumped. I
could catch a bit of my Dad's balls every so often, nice!  I thought.

My pecker harder than ever making a tent in my sweats, and a wet spot from
my new kind of "feelings". I noticed the pre-cum, that I hadn't noticed
last night, but I realized it must have happen then too.

I wanted to go into the room and just grab my Dad's balls and hold them as
they made the cum that was about to end up in my brother's end. I didn't
though; I simply walked in and stood beside my Dad. It scared the shit out
of him.  I saw Chris smile. Dad pulled out of Chris's hole, stood up and
started stammering some kind of excuse. His cock went limp, mine didn't. I
never said a word, just started to undress. I slipped out of my sneakers
and started pulling the shirt over my head. When my shirt cleared my face I
saw Dad starting to put his pants on.

I don't know where the voice came from but it was strong and demanding, it
was mine, telling my Dad NOT TO GET DRESSED. IN FACT TAKE YOUR SHIRT AND
SHOES OFF! And if you are going to be all this perverted, take my brother's
clothes off too. Why shouldn't we all be comfortable, and I pushed my
sweats down. Dad stared right at my cock and began stammering again. That
voice came out again... IF WE ARE ALL GOING TO BE PERVERTS, LET'S ALL BE
COMFORTABLE. Dad stood over Chris and bent down to take Chris's shoes
off. I saw Dad's hole it was hairy, I didn't notice last night if Chris's
was. Dad moved up still astride my brother's body, bent over again, I could
see the rock hard cock and my Dad's hole. I grabbed the lube and squired it
on my fingertips, reached out and spread some on my Dad's hole, he bolted
upright stammering again about what the hell was I doing. I asked him if
Chris got to do to him what he was doing to my brother. He forcefully
stated something about did I think he was queer or something.

Queer? I asked, I saw what you did yesterday, eating his cum and shit I
told him I guessed that was queer enough. I told him to stand in the middle
of the room and I walked slowly around him and told him just stand there,
and not to move. He did it, and I surprised myself at my own power. When I
got behind him I made him bend over and when I saw his hole, I covered it
with the lube. He tried to sound mean and said something about that wasn't
going to happen.  Maybe not by me at least not now, but Chris was going to
get a shot at it.

I thought I heard a NO WAY from him. Filled with power at this point, I
made reference to the police, the state prison and how everyone there would
use it. I pushed part of my finger into his hole and he flinched, but
didn't stop me, he was really scared. I took his hand and brought it back
to my hard pecker. His fingers wrapped around it, just so naturally, his
had so big it covered the base of my pecker to well past the head of it. I
reached forward around his hip and took hold of his limp prick. It was
still slick, but still soft, so I massaged it, slowly it grew, I kissed the
back of his neck and told him we were all going to have some fun, no not
fun, let's all love on each other.

He wasn't stammering any more, he was getting a full blown bone. I told him
it was not as big as my brother's, and I turned to look at Chris, a
perplexed look on his face. Dad turned too, you know what ? I asked.  You
don't have to let Chris fuck you. That's something I am going to do first,
you can start out small and then take his. But you have to do everything I
tell you to do or it's real trouble for you. He nodded his ascent.

Chris's legs were down now. I told my Dad to kneel between his legs and
suck his cock. I told him it was going to happen, that I had done it the
night before, he looked bewildered. I told him that I watched him lick my
brother clean yesterday, so I figured I could do it better and I took it
directly from the source.

My Dad kneeled between my brother's legs and just stared at me. So I stood
astride Chris's chest. Dad still hadn't moved so the voice came out
again. He opened it, but more like from being aghast than by command. I
stepped forward and put my cock in his mouth, his lips just wrapped around
my little pecker. In less than a minute I came, I held the back of his head
until I felt him swallow. It felt spectacular. The feeling made me feel
like I had a cock bigger than the both of them combined. I left it in his
mouth and then I felt his tongue move out and while I was still hard in his
mouth he licked my balls.

I told him to go back to fucking Chris, now he just looked shocked. Like he
couldn't, I just pointed at his hard cock, and we both knew that sucking me
kept him hard. Dad went back to his pounding. I stepped aside and knelt
beside them, I watched as Chris's cock grew hard again I watched as the
skin around Chris's hole just kind of sucked his Dad's dick in. I was
overcome with lust, and I started sucking Chris's cock for him, he came
right away, I held it all in my mouth, I don't know how it felt like a
quart, I raised myself up and sat on Chris's cock, not inside me just in
the crack of my ass. Facing my Dad, with all the force I could muster I
pulled his head towards me and I force kissed cum from my brother into my
Dad.

He started to wretch, and I pulled off, turned around, he was still fucking
his other son and when I bent over to kiss my brother, I exposed my hole to
my Dad. I squeezed my hole and relaxed it a couple of times. And my Dad was
moaning so loud, looking at his baby son's hole feeling his eldest son's
hole, and I gave Chris what was left of his cum in our kiss. Dad was
getting wild with his pounding, I pulled away from Chris and had my father
stop fucking and stand up, he was putty in my hand and we all knew it. When
he stood I sucked him off. He popped in a flash.

I smiled wickedly, and told Dad we would do it all again, soon. We were all
smiling, which was kind of surprising, though I don't know why. That all
was like baking a cake, but there had to be frosting on the cake, right?

In my voice I simply stated KISS MY BROTHER LIKE YOU KISS MY MOM WHEN YOU
FUCK HER. He never even hesitated he straddled my brother and bent over and
deep kissed him. Chris's rod was still stiff, whatever was going through
his head only he knows. But what was going through mine, I KNEW. I grabbed
Chris's rock hard cock and rubbed in over my Dad's hole. Was it him that
moaned or my brother, no, it was both of them, oh yeah this was all going
to happen. Not now but it was going to happen. My Dad's cock was hard
again, from kissing my brother I guessed, and so I moved to their heads and
kissed my Dad, deeply and then Chris.

We have to kiss more I told them both.

Anytime! Anywhere! My Dad stated,

I stood up, my back to my Dad bent over and told him KISS. I expected my
ass but he went above and beyond and kissed my hole, then it turned into
sucking it.. FUCK I CAME AGAIN, all over Chris's face and my Dad liked his
face clean.

So we all ate and kissed, my Dad asked me to lay down next to my brother,
he laid on top of us but between us and told us that he loved us more than
anything. He kissed us both and then we all tried kissing together.

I get to play with Chris now every night, one night I forced my ass down
over his pole, It hurt like a bitch, but when he got inside me he went wild
and I couldn't stop him till he was done. Through the pain I felt the
button.. shit, that's enough to make someone who was deaf dumb and blind
happy! Sometimes now we do it to each other, I have learned what Dad did to
my asshole was called rimming. Chris likes that a lot, and I give him as
much pleasure as I can. Chris has learned to suck my dick, I won't let him
suck my Dad. I will let him fuck him, though after I take Dad's cherry. But
my ass, well, he won't have the pleasure



Well guys that's all to the story, if you want more envision it in your
minds.