But then at 16 she wanted me to do more
for her and I wish she would just make me her boyfriend already. I went to her room and she was already undressing, “You late” she sighed hoping on her
queen sized bed. Porn sex “Mayson, where are you going?”
mom asked behind me. Well, to her the first few years I was her gay friend, but I’m not gay,
she talked to me and had me for company when she wanted. My name is Mayson and I’m what a lot of people call
a slaves, well, a sex slave. I have brown hair that I brush
back and it brushes against my neck. “OOOOOOH, um, you real don’t know
what the fuck your doing, do you?” she lied as her body wormed
up and down. “You’re going to stay down there till I come”
she moaned. I took the panties from her and pressed the sweet wet cloth to my nose. I walked to the door of my house, I hoped my parents
wouldn’t see me leave. I wear big clear glasses to read better,
I wear to uniform and I’m not as big and buff
as most guys in school.
