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There was a large full length mirror in my folks bedroom and we both got a thrill from watching me suck and get fucked by him and if we had (or took) the time my Dad had an 8mm porno loop collection and a projector and we’d try each of the positions out we saw on the screen, even though Dad only had heterosexual movies. We were having a ball with Gene fucking me even more than when we lived in the suburbs, but I still gave Max the regular blowjob, particularly when Gene my brother started staying late for special studies after school. I’d been daydreaming in my last class one day in late Fall about going home and sucking Max’s doggy cock knowing my brother would be practicing that afternoon, and my raging hard-on was making my jockey shorts all wet and sticky. I thought it would be just another afternoon of slimy dogs cum covering me, but I was so wrong when I saw my kid brother getting on the bus to take us home right after school , saying his class had been cancelled that day. He.

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