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Terz'ora in the gym now a substitute, missed only two days our teacher mate and eggheads of the Presidency have thought that today we would be quieter under the watchful eye of a teacher of our acquaintance, stranger than usual yes, because we had changed with the move to three all teachers, except the gym. We are going to come from the stands (in our gym who had two beautiful terraces, able to accommodate a good crowd), but I, unlike everyone else, I knew what awaited us ... and in fact, there it is: my little Luke with the orange jacket, his hair blonde and red shorts, play ball. The class of Luke had, in fact, the time before we close the range, so you do not ever we met in the locker room, even if our hours were virtually contiguous, but better! because I never used to think of it, more passively, while changing the the same room with everyone else watching, even with the pants I wear. I sat on the sidelines
enough to keep me out, but it can also see the sly while he enjoyed with his friends, my family, however, had gone to the gym, weight room, pumping a little bit, as they do at sixteen 'some years' to brag a bit' to strut front of the girls then, I will not! I would have stayed there with him, watching him have fun with his class, otherwise I would go with them. I saw him run around back and forth at midfield and occasionally even daring attack: suspect's well liked that role, a natural leader like him ... but the thing that fascinated me was his enthusiasm always run with the ball attached to the foot, and if he had goals, I would have gladly taken the field, by invading the pitch, to run to hug and celebrate with him his gollonzo. I liked too see him run in his exile, his red shorts and thin legs, I gave all the meaning of his Firstborn, even though I noticed, among all that crowd, the Firstborn who seemed anything but these: high, perhaps more than me and big up to twice at him. But those were not Firstborn! Firstborn was to be a cute, little and minute or in short easy to overwhelm and soft to cuddle, and that if necessary you could put him comfortably in a suitcase on holiday and potartelo by spupazzare; those were Firstborn! not those thugs there, like my short, Luke! At one point I saw him shoot: dribble past an opponent, discard un'imbranata and into the penalty area, then inevitably bump against one of those giants, and patapunfete Luca ... my ground, while the other one was still playing.
A whistle stopped play and a group of fourteen be gathered around my Luke, that from that moment I did not see, I got up to see over the heads and the other from the stands, intrigued by the commotion, it rose, but then everyone came back neatly in their place, but I stood in his heart still beating throat. Then I saw a glimmer from Luca restrain the knee, and that fool on the sidelines, which had caused the damage, to sit still with the guilty look to fix the Group: I came to the corcho barrel, to give them an aesthetic face better than that his mother had given him at birth! Then the group opened and I saw Luke come out limping, accompanied to the stands, and all the rage in diminished concern sad.
All the time I remained concealed, but finally took courage em'incamminai going to comply, then stopped when I saw a saccharine Firstborn from the air - the same clumsy than before - close handing a bag of ice, so I sat down to a few meters from my Luca. I saw her sit close, almost sticky, and then both bent on the same envelope to confabulation: then she tried to push the bag lying on the step, and then Luke slammed violently against the sharp edges, but nothing seemed to be something ... work ... and they were neighbors, Vivica too, for that I could accept!
- Pst! Luca ... - I called him: - Ohh ... Luke! - but nothing: my call seemed to arrive at their destination, and while that was taking punches Firstborn squeeze that bag, brandished in the air: - Hey! Luke! - finally turned: - Need? -.
- Yes ... - fell immediately invited by his nod.
- What is it? -
- Eh ... this is not cold! It says to crush here, you see, but does nothing! -
I reread the instructions and then throws a punch dry in the middle - at the point marked by the "press here" - and finally the cold began: - Please ! -. How nice to be close to my Firstborn! if he had not been to, I would have even embraced to give my warm and therapeutic effect.
- What are you doing here? - churches.
- Eh ... the teacher ... missing mate - but our conversation was interrupted by the Firstborn, who asks him how he was inappropriately, but how dare you! Puss on ... but, vah, that you are well stop! You did your part? do you still here? Go back from your little friends there in the field ... which is here thou hast no more to do! but nothing, she continued to sit there and come attached to him. I leaned back, annoyed, with his elbows on the riser behind me, pretending to enjoy the game, but in reality I watched them, because suspicious from their being too lean and too close, it was incredible to see how often young girls, so banalotte, we could try so shamelessly with the kids, so cute, like my Luke - and sometimes even managing to stay there! -, Although they were clearly beyond their realistic possibilities! I threw myself, then forward to hear his advances, and I saw her laid his hand on his leg, as if to subtly establish a relationship of sharing the pain no more I saw, but want Firstborn fucking shit! lever that ruddy hands immediately, or I would have cake! Fortunately, the leg pain was on my side, or he would certainly be given to practice them a nice relaxing massage, perhaps with the intent not hidden, slipping his hand toward the promontory of scarlet lust: I saw you like him peeking! Already the red extolled its natural abundance, then that position increased her pubic prominence, you would like, eh ..., extend your hand towards that ugly monster pack, eh? but not him! Luca was mine, and I even pulled down his pants to show her, and gridatole: "The NERC see this! menargliela you like it, right? but this is mine! my! and mine alone, "and I also cum in her face in cum rain, no, not that! because if it would certainly be bound as a Cicciolina, and yet I could not allow its precious juice was enjoyed by such a racozza, then it would suck me for everything I show her, once again, it was all mine! but then the prof fortunately attracted in the field: - Pamela on ... come on! -.
Pamela? Strange ... because the character c'aveva by Samira! with that face crushed, not big, but the barge, freckles, and that cut from the Oscar-like Cleopatra, who had never been seen worse on a girl. But when it was far enough away to not hear, Luke said to me - Oh, because ... - giving me a wink: - I think I am behind! What do you think? - asked all smiles ...
- Boh! - I could not tell him that she was ugly, and I felt jealous, but it was the truth! However, with those words I fell into depression and tried to change the subject - But your leg? -.
- Mah ... - picked up the bag: - is swelling in my opinion! -.
- No come on ... now that everything goes! - rubbed comforting hand on his knee as if I had a touch dispels ailments.
- say ...! - Luke replied with a doubtful face: - In my opinion, however, bring me bad luck! -.
- Why? -
- Because when you're there, I always do badly: a time head, this leg ... - but now also gave me the portasfiga ? I want to cry a house that had no boundaries, and then I imagined that flirt in the classroom that took advantage to bother my Luke ... saved me from this kind of sad thoughts andargli teacher's request to take the rim and the ball medical. The tools were in a warehouse, which was then just the space under the bleachers, which was entered through a corridor, from behind, as we were driving at the time, so I wanted to speed up my pace: next to my Luke, but just could not stand to keep his equal, it was as if a supernatural force riconducesse me in my place behind natural him to contemplate targeting the profile of his shoulders magnum. However I had to face the obvious ... soon Luke would have done: he had sex with a girl before me! I would have beaten both on age and on time, but after all it was inevitable: with all those simpering, around, ready to give it to him ... tipini nice as it was inevitable! And I could not help but wait, wait at the door to come back to me, to give those cuddles I knew that only I give them! Entering the new dark room, I lost sight for a moment, and then grazed in the neck with the back of the fingers, as if to say: "I am with you," and Luke suddenly embraced me, throwing against the switch, I was already looking for.
But ... before I talked about how girls and now I was holding you? but as he did, that Firstborn, to always know what I need? I very nearly did me over there that old chair in front of me ... but no, no! but what goes through my head!? no school! We had sworn no: too risky! and then, at times, would come looking for us, if we had not been seen back immediately: - Come on, Luke, we are continuing this afternoon! - so we returned all the equipment with the prof.


was the first time that changes both in the dressing room of the school bell rings, my friends had decided to go and change immediately, having already done in practice, recreation, and I accodai them to keep an eye my Luca. I sat before him on the bench in front of the other side of the room, fortunately those that were less cumbersome than before us the third party, or at least have less familiarity with the environment, they were less scattered and therefore all on the same bench: in fund were not even that many, maybe ten, and I could see them all.
Luca had already taken off her shorts, so I could see him, between his thin legs, the Firstborn from slippin dotted fantasy, even though at that distance seemed almost white, to tell the truth I had actually spotted a pair of white linen that, and a couple that was really worn by roscio that was approaching. Luke was aware of my peer, but strangely not look at me with malice, in fact it seemed that the expectation of the afternoon kept him temporarily sedated, but I had already made a fool Firstborn safari pants, and I had already identified a couple of its tìpotipi, I sconfinferavano ... especially: one that was just carrot next to him. Richard - I thought - his name: he was just more altino Luke, wiry, but more sporty to see the polpaccino, especially when she wore that orange-complete than before, but had a nasty attitude from the carousel ganassetta dell'autoscontro with that frown copings from haughty, but he spoke, however, with him as an equal, he could not make him lower his gaze, and perhaps suffered its natural splendor. The other, however, was that Moretto, down there, silent, looking down: there was something inherently of tender and mild, yet melancholy, he was more Bassino - I noticed on the field - and blue-eyed, but I remembered also Robertino, moving to a feeling of compassion.
Luke stood up, and now, without having closed the flap, he spoke with Richard , making me see the half-open zip pant: if we were the only ones in that room, and I them, I would have done everything they . The first was that very Rosso Malpelo, which initially would wiggle, but then I would be forced to the wall to blow my own: I first discovered that the tawny tuft wand and then his right, mmm ... what there must have been the long? Just do not say, to see from Bozzetta, but even as my Luke! 17, toh! yes, a loser ... and then the number 7 has always been my number one dislike .... Then would come the turn of that docile Moretto, blue on the bench, even he had it short ... 16 or 18, not to be equal to that ... 16 toh! so as not to stand too close to my Luke! and then it came his turn. I would show them his wonderful score (which would have caused them so much envy and respect ...) and how he enjoyed, so Luke greeted me, leaving the room, leaving me alone with the feeling of his failure to hold in the hand.

***

All the time I had alluded to anything erotic, but Luke seemed quite willing to begin with, when, making himself back in his chair, he called me by opening her legs and taking a decidedly provocative pose, that attracted my attention . - But because I always look at the package? - said defiantly.
- But it ... vah! - in his tone I was very angry.
- But it's true ...! -
- But if you call me, it is logical that I look at you! -
- Yes! but the package ... - insisted.
- But if I have to look at, what you watch: I watch everything ... - then I turned around because I knew it was useless to justify Firstborn provocateur, and then ... I should have to justify myself!
- At ... - called me back and this time it was his striking ravanare to catch my eye on its bottom: - seen! - said to me as if he had proof of his thesis.
- But if you're touching! -
- Yes, but you looked! -
- Toh, then ... - said taking it off: - as you look at me too! - now would make this game ended in the massacre who should feel more fennel, just because the package looked the other!
- Yes, but you you've got it hard! - he said it as if he had an excuse.
- Sff! Luke! - blew against the menacing tone and making out as if to pounce, grabbing but, in reality, only the knee.
- Ouch! - shouted with a real cry of pain.
- Oh, sorry! This is the leg ...? -
- Be ...! - said, blaming, but I stroked it.
- Dai, sorry! But since this morning ...? -
- Yes! - and tragically began to restrain the knee - is still swollen! -
- ... Again! You show me, please? - nodded - But here on the couch! - took him to dive el'aiutai pants; Mammamia that lust drop the zip to a sore ...
Firstborn - In fact, it's still swollen ... - the felt my knee, because he had already sat down, then I kissed him, as is done with the bua children: - Come on, now you pass! - and then, already was there, I took advantage of the sketch to peek between her legs stretched out his hand and inevitably: - is swollen! Does it hurt? -.
- No! - he said, but no! had to say yes ... the head of a Firstborn!
- and here is hard, but ... - climbed along its staff: - is like the last time ! -.
- Yes, but it hurts me here! - pointed to the knee.
- Eh, but it's all about reflexology: does it hurt there, but the cause is still here! -
- and you can do something? -
- Sure! The best thing would be cut, but since I already know that you're not, well then we move to palliative care ... - and with one gesture took off my panties, helped by a jump of his seat, to bring him down to her ankles, along with pants . Now, yes I had more room to maneuver! I grabbed the rod and quell'amena scappellai for mirarla at its most enjoyable, as if she wanted to slip this morning, of course, the Firstborn in the vagina and finally opened my mouth, so that it was his natural environment! and then slipped his hands behind his back, just above my ass to weave, to be able to push me while I sucked this time I would have just done a blow job mouth. Luke meanwhile was beginning to enjoy, while his penis penetrated into my mouth like a long knife without injuring a sign that this was how the original sheath, and then, at some point, I realized that was ricappellando, so I took breath and it sucked riscappellarglielo stronger, making him groan. I felt that the male member, who takes up almost was lying under me, slipping her legs for relaxing and press your knees against my hard cock vibrates inside mouth, until it was; Mammamia what was! I did not do everything to keep his sperm in her mouth and then mixed with a little saliva, I slid down his infinite rod, that I recovered finished sucking.
- you come, eh? - congratulated me, still panting, holding his rod, and then I leaned, arms folded and his head over his knees to rest. I could not ask for anything more than rest on the knees of my Firstborn and meanwhile think if it were my Sire ...: I would have been his Scappellano of Court or, rather, his Glande Sucking, but in that If my job was just to tease him the royal chapel, and to touch, even with only a finger in his mouth or take an inch more, I should have asked permission: Her Majesty sure if you liked ... and I was stroking the back. Luke looked at me languidly, and I masturbate with my hand went to his swollen rod and the other to test his sore knee: - Does it still hurt? - I asked her to sign and put it back again, everything in the mouth, but this would have kept firmly in his hand too, because you feel the sensation of his manual of orality and penis at the same time, it was more beautiful! Luke continued to keep his hands on his head, and damn she had a nice fella smaller than me, sitting in my sofa while I bow down with his hand and he gave me the right rhythm: my little sir! Luke will certainly like to see me so prostrate, without a shred of dignity! or Luke ...! It was really long that second fellatio: Luca did not seem to get ever ... until I realized that he had come, but without coming ..., by the sudden misalignment of the body and the stop of puff. - watch TV now, eh? -. Did not yet know the depth of my masturbation habits and Luke thought it was accustomed to being behind two Marlette row - I will get there - And then I thought he had not problems to come again so soon, having also two years younger than me! and yet I seemed to have just finished a marathon, then covers it with cloth, and then I sat next to masturbate him and hug him, because I just could not do without him that day. And then she hugged him segavo, my cow had Firstborn ... nice! I wanted to make as they could, until - Ouch! - he told me.
- Oh, sorry! - I kissed him on the forehead to forgive me, but just to know myself I could not adjust, then I remembered that I still had to finish the tasks, but as with him who was so beautiful ... Gianluca and it seemed once again to vent? and then I had only heard two of the three dreamed blowjob this morning, and I missed just one dedicated to him!
- How's the knee now? - I'm interested pretext with the intent to suck a third time.
- Okay! - Ugh! but I still wanted the blow job ... rifarglielo
- seems to me still swollen! - and it slipped between her legs to lick that long barrel, then looked at him.
- you like, eh ... - he said with a cheeky do: he had the same look that could have been his friend if he had been Malpelo in his shoes, but I do not care anymore, and started the final blow for our double pleasure.

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The lazy Saturday

I awoke with a sense of wetness to fuck, but where was Luke? not felt the footprint of the side, or the covers seemed to me strained, but I turned and there was ... but I noticed some confusion there as low as a sort of wall around my pubic Ertas - Luca Mah ... !? - I cried and gotten them yet with my penis in his mouth, under the covers.
- I wanted to give you a morning! -said going over my body and then rested: - you like it? - asked softly as I squeezed, but what could I answer such a Firstborn? of course I liked: one morning began with a beautiful blond you fella, could not that be a good morning, but now - I did - it was time for another of our Coccolino.

After half an hour we woke up together, but very slowly - Luca you're not hungry? -.
- Yes! - mumbled.
- Let us get up then ... -
- mhmm! - complained of not wanting to get up.
- On ...! - or my lazy pigrissimo Firstborn. Luca lazily got up and stood on all fours, looking eager to cuddle with her eyes, so I pressed his hand to scratch the flannel dangling, hanging from her body, sliding into his groin, was there, I felt: that organ great! I felt the strength and the might come from those pants fertile, well v'entrai. Luke looked at me with his eyes still sleepy, while massaging the testicles, and then m'aggrappai I rose with him to finally put down and out so that the thalamus of pampering.
Before opening the door, Luke approached me and hugged tightly: - Come on, come on ... -.
- mhmm so ...! - dolciotto said, making me understand that we wanted so we went in the bathroom together and embraced, and began our waltz sleepwalking towards the bathroom door, but he had that morning by Firstborn be so cuddly?

- Te I keep it? - I said going up to him, already close to the cup.
- Sure! - replied happy with my proposal sagging pants, but always had it tough! I lowered him to the cup, then he leaned further to point better, leaning against the wall.
- But how do you do? - I asked.
- Well, not always the case! - but then I had only the "bad luck" to peck always hard! We waited for seconds, but nothing came out yet: - Well, then ...? -.
- Eh ... you have to pump a little bit! - mimicking said.
- Then come on! - or I pompatina gliel'avrei date, but not as if waiting for him ...! then the stream flowed, I do not know why, but it gave me a great feeling to hear that fluid flowing into: vibration, flow, gave me a great sense of energy, then drain: - Scrollalo! - he told me.
- Well, not only ...! - scappellai him to plug the tip with toilet paper.
- But you always do that? -
- Sure! - was not true ...
- And now I wash it? -
- course! - that yes, I did it always when he came. I accompanied him on the bidet and I went down on him, and I liked it too keep it that way: all curled up in me, and seeing his long bigoli standing out on the glossy white ceramic and, if possible, seem even longer. Now his thing, my hand and I had a single thing, rather than wash it, masturbate it, but I would never be allowed to do so, because I would have never forgiven him waste his precious white liquid down the drain cabinet, so I stopped. A gland found washed into the fingertip while Luke enjoyed: - Come on, enough! - unfortunately it was my turn to put an end to its enjoyment.
- You do not pee? - he asked. We would have liked, eh ...? but in all the ways I would never be able to urinate with him that I was holding him.

down, we found Ronfone curl up and cuddle you dive, or rather he fondled him, I would just watch him caressed him, charmed by his wonderful personality morning, which stood out in that complement blue and then left them alone on the couch : - I'm going to make me a latte! - I said.
- And me? - Luke asked with the voice of oncoming Firstborn abandoned.
- ... and I have prepared for you in Barley Baby Bottle! - defiantly replied with that picture I suggested that his appearance at that time, but Luke does not objected: they sat at the table and looked at me with a look of expectation. At first I really thought that she expected barley in baby bottles , and I already pictured myself on Sunday morning on the couch with a bottle el'orsacchiotto the other hand, but rejects the hypothesis: - So ... what do you want? -.
- ... Well, I'm not very hungry this morning! -
- There yogurt ... -
- V to good! - nodded to make me happy.
- coconut ... - nodded again, and so I took her and my yogurt cup on the table. I had not realized it, but I became extremely helpful toward that Firstborn, in spite of his mother's warning ... but I could do if I liked it so? seemed to me like a brother, and I was naturally take care of him fondly, seeing, however, Luke White entrargli eat that amount in my mouth, I came up with an unusual idea. I put aside the bowl and took another yogurt, coconut always: - still Eat? - I asked him who had already finished his breakfast.
- Have you ever made "food" ... - I made him understand what maliciously, licking the roof aluminum pot, Luke es'irrigidì immediately stood up next to me with a frown that seemed to say: "Make me what you want." The lowered her pants, showing that under harsh weather vane, and then stroked the balls: he had an erection worthy of the best in early morning flag-raising ceremony, the chapel and then taken naked and dipped in creamy white liquid with that do chef . Luke immediately let out a cry from the cold, but inside my mouth ... the heat, cold, granular, smooth glans: everything was sublime, even the heat of his rod in my hand that helped antithetical mix of emotions in forming the alchemical formula for the perfect taste, and then began again: AHM ... Each time the dipped his body quivered with a shudder of cold, and then riacclimatavo hosting in my throat like a long penile thermometer; diminished when the yogurt, the strusciai against the circular walls of the jar to give his body a different kind reverberation of enjoyment. Finished quell'ennesimo erotic game, Luke did not seem to make it longer keep his sperm in the body, and asked me to take it away silently - Come on, go get a place on the couch! - I suggested that I would arrive soon. Sparecchiai the table, but arranging the chairs, however, I noticed a strange patch of dirt on the floor in the shape of his sperm, but it was just yogurt, there was no time, however, to clean: my Firstborn was there that m'invocava secretly ... but m'invocava, Luke ... or arrival My Little Firstborn! I immediately ran to him, that was already teasing the swollen bat with his hand as he gave up the position: - you like, eh ... -.
- me When you do, it's beautiful ... - said.
- Eh ... sure, the hands of another! - actually it was because I was good.
- Mm ...? - did not understand.
- ... it's like you do when you tickle yourself, you do not succeed! -
- I I can! - said -right here! - em'indicò his groin.
- Yes, it should be '..., - then I began to stroke it right there: - say, then, that it's like when you try to caresses itself: you do not succeed, you need the hand of another! - and so it was for a saw ...
- However, it was better before! - he said.
- When? -
- The bidet ... -
- Aah! Well ... there because you wanted it, how do you usually keep you! you are right, no? Turn around! Firstborn -and that with a foul shot always turned around - See! this is how I'll phenomena you! - among other things, I also found it better to masturbate this way: with the ventral side of the palm and back for the thumb.
- But I take it higher! -
- ... How so? - grabbed at the glans.
- No, a little 'more than before! -
- So? -
- Yes! -
- is the less I like me! - with the thumb just above the crown of the glans penis: in order to stimulate both outward and return flights, and meanwhile he stragodeva! after a bit of 'But I got tired of masturbating only: the smell of boy who invited me to put it in his mouth - If you want to go beyond ... - I said to tempt him, but Luke said that still would not come ( ?), so I decided to go: - No , turn around there! -.
- But I've got the thing! - pointed to the back that would obstruct the view ahead.
- ... But does the same - so was I that I had to cuddle, hugging him in the unusual position. I began to tighten, breathing on her hair, which still smelled of balsam, and then, to have more contact with him, I went under his vest to stroke, but immediately felt a shiver of cold - Luca you cold? -
- No! - said quick, as if he would make me worry, but I squeezed even more, it was in those moments that I felt I could be a beast, if only something had happened, and almost feared that part of me.

I woke up with Luca sleeping on the My arm and a frown on my mind: I had to get rid of those traces of him, of his stay, so I got: - Where are you going? - I asked him with the voice of Firstborn in fear of abandonment.
- You are here, that I must do things ... - further patted him on the back, I arranged the collar, and almost the first I would have given a pool of smooth, if only I had the timidity that prevented even chaste kiss temple. I went into the kitchen to get rid of the traces of semen-like him, and then I ended up sweeping the whole house to do even better with my figure, but I noticed that all the traces of crumbs from the carpet he did not want to leave, as Not only that, I also thought that there might be some around his pubic hair, after all the saws I had done: the blond and Luke is inconfondibilissimo, so I thought of vacuuming. Firstborn sleeping in front of that, I mounted the vacuum cleaner tool and even if the back was nice, I thought several times while Tampin suck, but as soon as I moved moved by that intent harassing, desist: touched by that aspect helpless, conferred the soft folds of his blue pajamas. In the meantime, had also turned around and now gave me his perspective genital best that I could not help but watch, but that I could do myself, if that part of him was more striking wheel of a peacock! the attention of the outside world, seem to gravitate to that fixed point, and he, in my opinion, if you had noticed, because he lost no time to put it on show as he stretched.
I approached him to take apart the vacuum cleaner, and I was pinching on the buttock: - But then you're not sleeping! - I said turning around and winking caught with half-open: - Ah, yes ... - pretended to nothing, and turned back on the vacuum cleaner: wo ... wo ... wo ... the union was stoppered with her bush: - Then, you wake up? - kept Buffer - Veh, which I will aspire ...! - the threatened tirandoglielo out.
- Better! So I stretch it! - said slyly, but you do not get enough! So ended the long sentences entirely in the vacuum cleaner hose: the ciurlai, the Menai, and when I finished the vibrai Luca told me it was better the saw, but what to do to submit a Firstborn like that? Now I abbattei semisterica crisis over him, then spompinai wildly with a heat that seems to be sucking un'idrovora of dispute, as it was to cuddle him, but I realized at that moment that I was giving the '... yet another victory, but it was counted suck that rod in her throat until it was as if his penis had reset my spirit touching my focal point. When I calmed down, I lay down beside him to masturbate, but I immediately pulled out the bird with his confrontarselo for: - No ... did not grow up! - said with complacency, then we started with a mutual masturbation. I was fascinated by the unwavering personality from that Firstborn steel that almost looked into my eyes and I was thrown toward him, toward his lips, but my shyness restrained: - Excuse me, if waked thee before ... I apologized - .
- Never mind ... I liked it so much! -.
- What? -
- The noise of the vacuum cleaner ... I like it! a child sleeping on the couch when my mom vacuuming or polishing ... and I also now ... -
- You're all crazy! - I told him, but I just had to be quiet, that a and liked to sleep on Sunday morning in the summer when my father was the lawnmower in the garden.

- Luca, then ... we go to eat? - after a while I said 'now that we spupazzavamo.
- No, come on ... I'm not hungry, we're still a bit 'here! - said in the voice Firstborn is eager to cuddle, but she must realize that soon would have to go home.
- But go at 3:00, huh ... -
- Why? -
- Why get mine! -
- not need to know that I've been here ... - so I liked: insightful!
- ... Eh! -
- That's what we do? - he said, then fell into an awkward silence with your eyes, I never expected it to come to such a request.
- Eh ... yes! - Stammered.
- But there is nothing wrong ... - vaguely question asked in the tone, as if asking a moral reassurance.
- No! -
- But what do you feel? - said even without finding the courage to look.
- What ... -
- When you put in your mouth .... - eh ... good question!
- Eh ... eh ... ... and you? - that before you ask, answer him!
- Boh! - made a condition of boh still looking sad.
- ... you like - I tried to spoon-feed for.
- Mm ...? - finally looked at me.
- mean you do not mind, do not sucks ... -
- Well, no! -
- you like, well ... - Mammamia, which is struggling to make him say that blessed word!
- ... Yes, - cheers, had admitted!: - because I know I make you feel good ... - but pricey ...: mica I sucked him because he liked it, but because I was' star well, "... enough! was my turn to put an end to all this hypocrisy.
- I do not, I like it! - Luke looked at me strangely, as if I finally unhinged taboo forbidden.
- Like ... - repeated, bewildered.
- Yes, I feel in the mouth, the sense of full ... mean? - in short, and then he had tried: - A do not you? -
- Well ... yes! - admitted: - ... but the sperm? - added after a while '.
- too! - I said I.
- Yes ... Okay, then ... the piss! - said with the polemical tone as if he had wanted to hear also that last admission so clearly, so as not to seem all too obvious and the discussion autoassolvente.
- ... But that has to do, not can you compare a product with a difference! -
- A product ... -
- Yes, a product! -
- What is the difference? -
- That pisses the waste, because otherwise it hurts, no sperm! your body produces it, is like the blood ... it is a noble product! - and that noble Luke looked at me a bit 'confused, then fell silent as if my words they had partly convinced, but stood still staring at the ceiling thoughtfully. In my mind the words "waste" and "semen" continue to involve irreconcilable, but as myself could have a harmful thing produced by him in his best moment of pleasure? certainly not that they could be good for your body and spirit. Luke did not utter another word, but I walked up to begin to caress on quell'addome dish: I found it intriguing that belly smooth, so soft to the touch, but in all its solid substance that being aikidoka, then Luke asked me to caress him further down ... so I ended up "caress" the double dozen again. I just got to keep that member fourteen in his hand was almost segarlo relaxing while watching his noble profile to avoid being concentrated and then the pinnacle of meat facing up with its streamlined shape silhouetted and the chapel, which detached itself as well as of the auction seemed to hold the command of his emotions, but as they did not masturbate?
- Luke, but your cousin do not you ever sawed really? - I asked that aspect that still seemed surprising in his life!
- No! -
- Why? -
- He said he did feel! -
- Why?! -
- Because he said that I had it as its already long and I was smaller! - that lame excuse!
- But you were doing them to him? -
- No more! - said to emphasize that it was already a past event, but now had to be done ahead.
- you wet! - assodai scappellandolo.
- not 'm not a girl! - said, standing still to watch it.
- But males get wet, you know ... it lubricant! Come on, I'll come! -
" No!" stood to speak, but stopped immediately, the Firstborn are made to enjoy and come, and Luca could not escape from this duty. I knelt down by the sofa and, as a priest intent in its liturgy, the riscappellai inserting everything in their mouths, I do not capacitive as his cousin had steadfastly refused for me was unbelievable, even cousins \u200b\u200bseemed almost taken for granted, I do not I had cousins, but if I were captain, I would certainly rejected, because in familistic logic is for the largest teach the children. Luke enjoyed his groans and thin spread through the air by building a light background, but there was something different from yesterday: his verses seemed more subdued, yet enjoyed ... because soon I was filling his serum. I continued to suck until the last drop, then I looked at his face beo: it was fresh, felt like kissing him besides stroke, but with all that I could not just light, so I was laying on his sternum, as he wanted to sleep by 'last night.

I woke up, with Luke m'arricciolava hair: - What are you doing ... - said: - I do the lovelock!? -.
- Mm ...? -
he asked me - I lovelock ... and these! - I made him one with a lock of his brow, give me caress those with different pretexts, then asked me if he could come and we exchange places. Luke, instead of coming down on his knees, sat between my legs segarmi: - Come on, Luke, there's no time! -.
- ... Ugh! - said the rush annoyed that I had made.
- But look! - the clock ticked past one hour that it was already too late to come, and in addition we were both still in their pajamas, but Luke began fella. I could feel her juices, I held his head, but my mind was occupied by thoughts of my soon to be there, I already saw them: to enter the door and I caught with that little blond fella in my pajamas, I was not able to focus, there could be: I felt anxious, then Luke told me polemical: - ... Yes, but if you do not apply! -.
... I had to apply now orgasm was a matter of "application"! and then what it would do: I would get the votes!? - Come on, Luke you better go! - I told him my penis disappearing, annoyed by his statement!
Luca stayed on his knees at right angles, as I reassembled my pajamas: - Wait! Niki least let me see first! - tried to regain the situation, I went to retrieve the cat, as always curled up in a box in a cellar on the way to form the perfect roundness.
- Toh! Watch the beautiful pussy! - said reappearing.
- Hello Niki! - the tender names right away: - But purrs! -.
- Oh sure, if you caresses ... -
- Mah, nice! - began again with his sharp ears that annoys me: - I from the river, eh ... - gave him her cheek.
- No! gives them the river! - the cat's escape: - do you give them to you! - him and held out as if it were a courtesy, since Niki was mine! Luke began to sboffonchiarlo so nicely on the cheeks, but I, jealous of all those given to cuddle cat, let him go with the excuse that he wanted to escape, Luke in the meantime I had rekindled excitement crazy! Brrrr ... but what I was thinking, would soon my! - on ... I'll take that! - at that moment you decide to take her back, to hasten his return home.

***

- But where! - Luca said, rummaging in his briefcase: it was fun to see him wearing only the thin canottierina, which made him a Fisichino who still had not, I suddenly felt like to jump on him, but still resisted. Then he pulled on his pants and felt like to realize, only then, for having still inside the wallet in your back pocket: - It ... you pay the pizza! - said putting her hand behind.
- No, leave! - stopped him promptly: mica will not have its 5 euro for the ham and mushrooms to ruin ... but already I was there I took the opportunity to put his hand in his draw, left open: - But let me first greet Gianluca ! - I told him, since he had asked me to say goodbye to Niki.
- And not only ... - Luke with his face furbettina alluded to the fact that I was moving into pretty deep ...
- Eh, you! -
- What are their names? - asked for a review
- Mmm ... - I did not remember: - Leoluca Pierluca and ...? -
- SIII ... true! Leoluca the right ... -
- seh ... Eh! Ernesto and Callisto! -
- Mm ...? - did not know the citation.
- ... Forget it - I did not want to explain it, I pushed him against my bed and lay down, then remove the magnificent bird. The Menai, the sferzai, the scappellai, and finally all tucked in his mouth: the beauty of dealing with a bird so long was that you could grab it with both hands and still have suck on that chapel comfortably. Luca vociava his enjoyment - Bravo! Bravo! - incited the: - Shout! - and then went back to sucking, Luke then threw back his head and began to scream with all the breath in his body seemed to have found new life and soon riirrorò mouth with my new life. I continued to suck until the end, this time to hear his real groans of orgasm, because the earlier ones I had not convinced, and then I lay down beside him to caress him on his tumescent penis.
It was beautiful: I was finally released, because now I had convinced her cry, but he wanted to do ...: Luke came up to me, throwing his hand on the pack, and I smiled - Now it's my turn! - said with a leap and jumped up, freeing the bird frantically. What I was saying ... Strabello feel unbutton the flap of a Firstborn rapist, and now I was already sucking cock! I realized at that moment that I could not escape from his clutches, or rather out of his mouth, and I had to force myself to come: I erased from my mind all the concerns before, and I finally managed to figure out his tongue on my penis I sucked, and here come here ... quell'orgasmo although hasty, however wonderful, and I yelled to Luke not to stop let me come if she really wanted me to "feel good", had to get busy ...

***

Luca looked happy for Garino just made the rearview mirror: Mammamia, how beautiful it was! tonight would have been difficult to sleep without him in bed with me ... without her tender little body by rubbing. I felt melancholy hours, we went to those country roads, to stretch the way home, but I stopped ...
- I stop here! - I said, stopping the engine.
- ... Why, you come home with me! -
- No, I want a ride alone ... - I said turning to look elsewhere
- Okay ... to Domanti! - Luca said, greeting me and I began to sob as he walked away: I felt that this long weekend would be hard to match, I felt that after those magical three days we could never repeat such an experience, because somewhere between ... we had changed, the better ... and worse ... I could not just say, I just knew that when it became a dot far in the horizon of the valley that was now dusk, I just want to cry in memory of those three days we spent together running only into the sunset.

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Luca A long the phone rang: it was his mother for report of the day, and I think I told you not to my call even or I'll be going home if they did not trust me for a weekend but not least ... he seemed the least bothered, even while I touched the package during a call: a clear sign of his being perverted Cinna.
- Please! - he told me.
- Why? -
- you want to talk before putting down ... -
- Hello ... - that strange having to reassure his mother that all was well: it seemed to be invested with an office bigger than my age, then we ended the conversation with a loud laugh, which did not go to Luca down!
- What did he say? - said annoyed.
- Nothing ... I said it did not spoil yourself! - then I gave him a scapigliatura to his head and turned around, but I was holding his shoulder from behind and tinnitus.
- Now you put that! - I said, showing the collar Niki left yesterday on the table - so ... I do not make more jokes like last night! - he said.
- And where you want to put it to me? - I asked provocatively.
- you want to put it here! - suddenly grabbed the parcel.
- Yes ... and I, in your opinion, I am all day with the bird outside to let me hear from you! Da 'here! -I took the collar and tied me to the wrist - Toh ... okay? -.
- Mm! - nodded satisfied, but that it was impertinent Firstborn today!

***

Before lunch we decided to bathe: - Down or up? - churches.
- On ... on ... here we only have the tub! -
- Hydro ...? -
- and TSE ... do you think we have a whirlpool! - not everyone did not have the money!
- ... I've got - she said haughtily.
- ... and how? -
- Beautiful, is rilassantissimo relaxes you ... a mess! -
- And how many times you do it? - seen that looked like a regulars!
- I did it twice ... - (-_-') - ... when we put a tub on the other ... when I went Aquafan; know after my mom wants to clean the house tub ... -.
- Aquafan ...! -
- Yes ... That have powerful jets! I went with my friends last year ... - mmm ... how I hated when it was the Firstborn of the facts and tell the world that was not there, if only I came back, I would spend my life with him ! - ... they swelled the whole costume ... - evidently had the boxer ... - ... and I tore it to me at times! -.
- Eeeh ... -
- I swear, I saw a girl near me! - if this continues ... ended up beating him: already bothered me that he spoke of "other" - it was not me - in terms of friends, then think about what if ...!
- Dai we go! -
Luca led his return to the bathroom, then asked me to bring him to his underwear, which he had forgotten ... strangely, so rummaged among her things: as soon as I saw them, I imagined in that shell penile genital his swag and began to masturbate, even at the cost of parirgli a maniac with those pants in his hand when he entered gotten them in the act.

Fixed the box, I was hesitant at the back that Firstborn: - Um ... - hesitated - we do together? - asked me, but that questions ...
- Sure! - according to him I did miss the chance of a good Firstborn in the shower, like him: - From stripped! -.
- Wait! - he said with a glance from indecent proposal: - ... together - he wanted us to undress each other.
- But it ', come on ... - it seemed too much even for him, and I took off my underpants in front of him and show him my penis pointed like a dowsing rod. Finally

naked again in front of each other as we had our parent-fact: that Firstborn was there with his arms folded twenty straight and to give warmth, touched by the scene, embraced him feeling all its fine physical and hard mass pressing against the basin: the massaged the chapel, then took him into the shower menandolo for the bird. I turned to regulate the flow and Firstborn numb that I clenched hand, in search of my heat, making me feel even his staff as a robust hot strip between the buttocks: it was an awkward feeling, but I bet not desired, until it was the ' water heating.
Riabbracciai Luca soaping his back so it was so nice to be able to squeeze and fondle naked ... and then he was soaping our penises while they clashed, as long as neither of them had fallen below the ideal line of the city, almost non- awaken our instincts, but now it's time to unleash it was, since I had his rod in his hand. I stroked the long column of flesh that was below the navel, then descended and said: - Now, however, we deal with the cricket! - handing the shampoo, while he took care of his neck, I was going to Gianluca, but I prefer mine. As I contemplated, from below, the majesty of pubic hair rubbed Luke me, making me come up with those pictures of him Aquafan, and immediately I fell with his face against the rod, the figure of being, one by one, all those bubbling suicide bombers, who rushed on costume modeled on the shape of the penis. Blimey! and want to make him come, because of those stories, not just the balm foam scappellai him forcefully into his mouth to punish him that girl that "nearly [daughters] saw him!" Luke did not have to tell me certain things, especially if the subjects were female, because he was mine! ... Mine! ... And only mine! and that the penis, which was now perfectly clean, it could be for others, if not mine alone. I went to see him throwing a few last stroke of the saw, while his face looked at me thankful, then Luke s'accovacciò looking at me with a grin to my vague and approximations Maroni: I understand ... I could not escape because he was my prince, and Firstborn master, and if he wanted, I had to stay there! I closed my eyes and imploring the heavens, prepare me to that torture of brown with whom he would be delighted, but I felt lick the scrotum: his tongue I went across the rod. - believe ... huh? - told me and then I masturbated, that magnificent Firstborn jokes that made me ... then I took a handful of shampoo and soaped his head, caresses him and cuddled him while he sucks me the Bega: - Luca from ... - said: - ... continue tonight - and riaccompagnai up to wash his head. Incorniciai the face of a halo of my forearms, then grabbed his hands em'avvicinai him with snarling look: Luca could not even imagine, sometimes, violence of the emotions that I produced! and could never ...

- Come on, Luke, shrugged off the water! - I said shutting the tap: the water we had already wasted too much!
- Why? -
- Why do we have to dry! -
- ... Exactly - he told me, as if to say 'we do it to do .... "
- Yes, but after m'inzuppi the towel! Su ... - and I shook the water off to give an example, but he stood still, so I did on him. How nice to hand over his chest on that minute, while the palp snugly slipped on the wet skin levandogli those droplets to a kind of affection is not wanted to raise it off, but I could not spend so much time away from the turgid temptation, that every step of his body turned remember me touch and sight: - You wait here! - I said, coming out of the shower.
- Brrrrrr ... hurry! - and when I returned with the robe wearing: - el'asciugamano ...? - .
- But that towel! you come here! - the bathrobe opened the front and greeted him with a hug in my blue robe: tamponai him well and shook it against my body, I wanted to hear his whole thing and he hugged me. - all right? - and asked him a " yes came out of my chest, which to me was almost making love with him - Then follow me! - short little steps and we went to the mirror: he was my little scaldotto staff and I her. - should still care? - finally freed him his happy little face, looking at me close to my chest.
- Yes! -
- Then you wipe, turn around! and keep tightly closed! -
- Okay ... - but it was tame now, it was as dry a wet blond chick. I took the towel and started to mess up my hair: I liked it too hold his head in his hands, and I almost gave the feeling of owning ...
- What is this? - asked, pointing to an unusual object on the cabinet next to it.
- It is a thing to massage your head! - finished and I passed him as proof of dry, while melting in a broth of jujube, but I wanted to make him something else: massage total - body solely with my penis and swollen all over my appendix with that intimate. - Mmm ... - hugged him to calm my adrenaline rush that m'aveva just instilled in the body: - ... now you phone! -.
- t'asciughi And do not you? -
- No, I do so ... - natural ... I am not my hair I never dry them, then began to comb his own and fonarglieli; for him was ... well chauffeur and his mother had told me do not spoil ...: - Eh ... classroom! Finished! -.
- Gianluca E? - churches.
- Oh yeah, true ... open! - the I said, turning the hair dryer and finally, the third tenant saw the light. Luke lowered his penis, so that even I began to comb his kinky hair and massage with the tip of the brush, it was the first time I saw him just from his own perspective, but how did he seem small? as well now if you compared it secretly with the size of the brush head ... that's Firstborn!

While we put on, Luke asked me to put my underwear: - But it's' there, by ... - I said, is stuck to take off, it seemed ridiculous, then ran into the kitchen to put the lasagna in portioned in the microwave. I left with the burden Luca to rearrange the bathroom and when he finished he reached me, but I found him strangely satisfied.
- But you? - I asked him whistling while placing the dishes on the table.
- underpants ... -
- Eh! thing ... -
- and ... do not I have! -
- As you did not! -
- Listen ...! - I threw her pelvis forward, grabbed an incredible pasty mass in his pants. - Naaaaaa ... - I could not stop keys: - But where did you? -.
- in your room! - Peter established himself as a proud of his bravado.
- Dai, Vattel put! - but I would not let
- No, you come too! - said to me, so I had to go up to check that if the put, and as the pile of pajamas made out of said - Mettimele! - and pulled me.
- Then screw them! -
- No, mettimele you! - and dropped his pants sitting butt naked on my bed, sure that Luke when he wanted something, he always knew how to get it: in this the case be fit pants from me! I crouched between her legs before finding his penis, the first put on my eye, then the second, but when I came near the thighs, I did not do more: I took the thing that stood waving in front of me, and smanettai vehemently. Luke enjoyed like crazy: Firstborn that seemed made for enjoying my saws, but we were waiting for the lasagna in the oven: - Of course you ... you just never - I told him, then his mouth in scappellai em'infilai penis to give it a kidnapped cleansed of its body fluids, they already felt the aroma, and then ran into the kitchen, leaving her panties to mid-thigh by pulling yourself up.

***

- Coffee? - I said before exiting the room by throwing a challenge.
- Coffee ... - repeated hesitantly.
- Yes, coffee hot liquid, black ... I take it you mean, you? -
- Okay '! - accompanying said with a nod, as if to help him convince himself, brought him a steaming cup that started look into it, in its black background, probably you were watching, as I drank in that reflection nigga that revealed its dark side , the cause of the hours that was doing in contravention of the prohibition breast.
- Dai ... - the calls and Luke moistened his lips then drawing a disgusted sneers.
- Bleh! But how do you ...? -
- What? -
- A drink is bitter! -
- and put sugar, no ... smart! - Luke poured into a shovelful of sugar - Veh, which is coffee with sugar, coffee with no sugar ... -.
- Ugh ... huh! - scolded me ...
- Su ... give me a hand to clear the table! - two in first and then we would have done if I was not mistaken, was the second meal that was a free ride. Everything went smoothly until the first course: he went and I washed, but the second touch, I heard a tremendous crash of pottery on the floor and I turned and saw a sad-faced Firstborn guilty and broken foot. I looked at him with condescension - Let it be, vah ... - was lowered to pick up the pieces.
- But ... -
- You sit down, now that you've already done far too much damage! - I was also a fear that crazy collecting them had cut further ruin the day.
- Come on, I will repay ... - reconciling said.
- But it '...! - not because I was almost offended by her, though, generous offer ...
- But then ... your -
- My what ...? - the incalzai.
- ... then will blame you! - ... he said it as if a dish was broken who knows what great loss.
- and then ... what? would have belted me once, but now ... - I shrugged, I wanted to upset him, teasing him for His tragi-comic expression, but Luke took me word, when I got up I saw his face troubled.
- But ... your beat you? - he said with a worried voice and a tone of terror.
- ... But do you think - go threw the pieces: - rinvieni ... Oh - looked at me with his face still anxious: - but we really believe? - that Firstborn! I wanted to give him a long hug, so it was tender, but I felt too sloppy and all corrected with a good match on its head with the knuckles bare. Firstborn
I took my upset and I went up into the living room alive in "my" own area anatomical favorite, I remembered that feeling before: when the palpeggiai without further below: - ... Luke - I told him.
- Mm ... -
- I'd see while you become hard? - was a fantasy that covavo time.
- ... Yes - I said without question: - ... but sit down! - and I explained that we had to concentrate to do it (?).
I sat down, and Luke stood before me, legs apart and lowered his pants but the shirt still covering his genital good, and I explained that we had to concentrate to get it down, then I would have to raise it only when he had given me the signal, froze his eyes closed, in a sort of autogenic training, breathing a sign of, so far as hard, even for him, dominating the beast, then I made the sign. I lifted my sweatshirt, and so finally I saw his lovely member, who was wanted the whole of the hollow of my hand, so that aspect with impeccable even by springs, with his foreskin completely covered the head and continued afterwards, abundantly more than line of the Maronites, now stretched out and touched it. Within seconds, I saw his penis fully erect and, if desired, to also be perfectly alone, if only I had not masturbated, so I got up and took it between the middle and index finger and made a sign: - Cut ... cut ... cut ... cut? - I told him.
- But why do you always want to cut? -
- Why not use it so much! -
- But you use it! - touché ... and not even touch me, annoyed by his wit, told him to put him away, but when he turned around, excited by that situation, I took him from behind and slapped a pat on the funny balls: - What Doomsday nice! - I said, winking, and Luke cried: - Ouch! - running away from my grip: - I've got the balls here, I! - pissed off and shooting pain.
- too ... - mica c'aveva a monopoly!
- But thou hast thou before the cock! - and pulled me out of spite for a shot to the groin which fortunately dodged, but ... in fact, the impact of the blow I was somewhat muted compared to what I would expect no "before the cock ...
- Oh, Luca sorry ... sorry ... - riabbracciai regretted it from that new awareness in the heart, but now he was Luca really taking advantage, I did lie down on the couch for me to forgive, and stroking, where it hurt, I said - Does it hurt here? - and he " skiing! "spoke with the voice of a child of a Firstborn ... Executioner!
- Oh, poor ...! - I fell down and kissed her sferoncine sore, then I masturbated along the extension of meat, already hard as cement and now I wonder, but if if he was holding down that thing, well folded in front, all that bendiddio , would not perhaps avoided this "trauma"? - Luke ... - asked, after a quarter of an hour segheggiamento: - but why do not you keep him on the front? -.
- mean? -
- C ome I do! -
- And ... but there is! - I said quickly, but what I saw I had already: the effort I made to hold it up while you masturbate ...
- But soft mean ... -
- Yes, but there is however, back up ... alone - alone ...!
- Strange ...! -
- Yes! and then I do not want me to go down ... - and made a reference to my.
- Why? -
- Because then I become like your ... -
- ... and then! - his tone was bothering me!
- Well ... up is better! - and when ever he was not in the best? - Gianluca is happy! - which was mine, by contrast, the cock ontologically "sad", but because I kept menarglielo? because I was there to masturbate and come with a sense of guilt for something that, deep down, I had not done! I left that fall on my stomach pains, and immediately felt its impact paf the abdomen or beautiful sound of flesh against flesh ...; ricaricai and I released him immediately to go, and then repeat it again: I was having fun with catapult his staff, until Luke told me: - But you have fun!? -. I felt like with my father when I pecked with intent to have fun playing an idiot I was frustrated because ... taken from a Firstborn - look a bit 'of TV? -.
- Yes ... -
- Then I lie behind you! - reparcelling his pants to find a bit 'of my dignity, lost in her pudenda, and I stretched out behind him, who immediately took to cuddle. I was cuddling that fourteen slender, with a caress too clumsy when I discovered his side, just where was the sagging of life, and there I began to caress him, I just got typing on that stretch of bare flesh, which under perceived in all its substantial fleshy, almost tough to say, then Luke took my hand and raised it over his head. I patted him a little around the ear, among those thin wires, then slipped on the shoulder, arm, and finally back on his side, to cuddle, but Luke took me out and if he placed on his head - Mm ! - repeated firmly, which then meant "here."
- ... Well, I did not!? -
- Caress here! - ordered.
- But I want to pamper yourself here! - I reported my hand on her hip.
- and I want you here! -
- But I do not ... -
- Your Business! my mom told you not to spoil! - and I brought my hand on his head.
- No! Cuddles! -refused.
- Pats! -
- Cuddles! -
- Pats! - was even raising for our argument.
- A ... yes - I loaded it on my body weight and I arranged on the chest, repeating: - pampering! - and now wanted to see how it was to press its claims! Luca but it settled with the good head on my chest to rest. Mammamia how beautiful: the strokes completely on your back with both hands, Luke was for me all the seven wonders of the world locked in a more subtle and incredible octave, which was built upon his magnificent personality, I would have been motionless for hours to cuddle, but Luke asked me with a gentle tone: - At ... - .
- Yes ... -
- I like to pat on the head? -
- course! - how could I say no if I asked so ...: of times I almost felt like crying to think that, for a different set of coincidences, I could have ever met in my entire life, and then I took a large Magone, that only I could soothe her embrace ...

***

Drinnn ...! drinnn ...! but who is? Oh ... my aunt! - Luca, early, wake up! - shook him by the chest.
- But so what? - said bewildered.
- My aunt! -
- Your aunt ... -
- Yeah, well ... not really, I mean. Come on, get up! - I sent in my room with orders not to go down until it was gone, my assolutissimamente did not have to know that he had come to me! Yes, I was told to welcome someone to sleep, or rather had just been an excuse to stay home alone, but one of the clauses was not written that for anyone who had stopped to sleep, he should have at least sedic'anni , and then I did not want to say to them, that he himself had stopped ...
I opened my Aunt Christine ... that actually was not really an "aunt", indeed there was not relationship between us, but it was my Aunt became for his perseverance during my childhood , as well as to be my godmother and best friend of my mother ... maybe all this for her inability to have a maternity leave of her own, but at that moment the dear aunt, it was only un'emissaria of mine, a spy in the pay of parental control The only way to be exempted from receiving their calls.

After the visit, I go down my little exile from his brief exile that now cost me his rebuke, Luke could not possibly accept to be criticized in my public life: after all, how could a small star like him to accept being eclipsed? But luckily we thought the intervention to save his cat crazy lamentations; Niki came through the door with a pitch and ran into the plush hand, then going behind the couch Intan: - But who? - he asked.
- ... Who wants to play! -
- Really! - lit up the eyes: - pch Pch ... ... ... Niki - began to call him.
- You have to take something for him to play ... Please! - I threw a tape that I used recently to make it play, and began bullfighting: Niki hiding behind furniture and then went to the tape, and then touched him again he was hiding behind another piece of furniture or chairs in the living room, Luke I've never seen so fun I did not know if by that stupid game was more amused him or the cat, but I was bored. - Turn to Play! - I said, I am worthy of the ninth but a look ... then when turned on, I saw him come next sitting on the sofa with his face in the mood for excuses - Do not want to play more ... -.
- is normal after a while 'gets bored! - he was not more than a kitten, young yes, but not a kitten! Luke remained silent a few seconds later I proposed a two-fold: - No, now I play! - he preferred the cat to me, and now he would be with our hands; ... indeed! I took his soft hand and slipped me in the pants to massage the genital ah, that forced Goduria be massaged by someone else, then with Luca also seemed to exert a harmless abuse of power, which I repaid first, then began to let me in His sponte: - Here, bravo! - at least now I had both hands free, and meanwhile I Calavo pants to feel more comfortable.
- remind me of my cousin, you know? - Luke said after a bit of '.
- Why? - a combination so ugly ...
- Because he made me segarlo while playing! - poor ... oh, I did not quite remember the moments so ugly with that bully.
- Toh, then ... - I gave him the joypad.
- And you? -
- I play through you! - me took it between his legs: - six my servant-game! - Luke's eyes became sullen now, because it probably misinterpreting the "servant - " for " slave", and not for " help" as I meant! - by ... - patted him on the side trying to ingratiate oneself with, but Luke began to play without saying anything. Oh, what a beautiful touch that feeling angry Firstborn, which seemed so fragile, but some times he behaved so gallantly to seem invincible back then tamburellai: - Sounds Really empty! -.
- is empty you! - told me grumpy.
- But it's not an insult! ... Indeed, it must feel to play! -
- Really? -
- Sure! means that they are healthy! - then picked up his hard rod: - So, can I play? -.
- and how? -
- Through thee, I give the command ... - Gianluca and moved like a joystick to make him understand the comparison, Luke immediately accepted amused, but more that play I was ready to masturbate, and according to our agreement that meant "accelerates," so we were always off the track. - Ugh, but you're off! - I told him, doing as he did when m'incolpava of things, knowing full well that in reality it was his fault, but Luke does not pecked: - Mmm ... yes, yes! rather Fetch me something to eat? -
- Again! -
- But I grow ... -
- Me too, but I do not come to scrounge mica at home! However, there are bananas, if you like ... -
- But thou hast only to you bananas ... - took issue ...
- Oh, look, there are those! -
- Yes ... yes ... it goes well '... go! - I was also sent to hell, but she only wanted to be left alone to play. I went back to him with a banana already open, and while I sat eating a snack: - Bastard! - he told me.
- you wanted ... and that's that! - finished eating, I returned to the game and started playing, but as soon as Luke was over, I said - I've got hungry! -.
- A moh! and what you want now? Veh, who ended up! -
- But I want yours! - and I Zompo tirandomelo him out: - Viewed! - and I sucked. I lay down with that Firstborn voracious between his legs and I relaxed and enjoying her fellatio, while a giant GAME OVER flashed red on the screen crashed, but what do I care? I was there, helpless, with that Firstborn I went to saw, then me scappellò: - But the thread you've got it too ... - side with a wisp of amazement.
- And ... of course! - why I should not have ...
- Almost, almost ... you break it! -
- Oh ... oh! - I pulled back, but he did not let go.
- Quiet: I'm kidding ... - already ... but for some reason I did not trust him ....
- They say it is the most sensitive part! - the giustificai not make me a break.
- Really? - and Luke went with his tongue to stimulate, but did not feel anything: - But your friends when you call them? -. Already, their ...: - After , usually they always call around 7:00! - Only that I did not really want to call them, but had they promised that we would silk is passed in their company.

***

- Beer? - I asked as we ate our pizza two-way flow from "Berno" , since already for a quarter of an hour staring at me: I'd put him on the table for water and cola, but perhaps he felt in no mood to transgress more ...
- Beer ... - make repeated with uncertain
- Yes or no? -
- Yes! - responded with a motto of pride from the glass on the table to emphasize his intention, and then here it to him! Luke stood for a moment to look at that blonde foam in the glass until it spronai - Bleah ... but how do you drink? - grimaced in disgust, I shook my head resignedly: - I am not a cinnazzo ! - said, but how did he know .... had become a telepath?
- No ... - poured his glass to mine.
- No! -
- So, we hear: how much do you drink? -
- Well, I do not drink ... -
- E So ... -
- mean yes, New Year ... and parties ... - he added.
- A well ... then ... - Luca then poured the beer into the glass, drank and fifth, so I wanted that Firstborn: gritty! drinking beer like a man, then continued the conversation with alcoholic mutual confidences. - Come here! - he said - ... but do not tell anyone ... - and lowered his voice as if the walls had ears in my house: - ... once, at the home of a friend of my mother ... - .
- Oh ... -
- ... I made 12 out chocolates to those at the liquor in an hour! - but that event!
- WHAT! But you're an alcoholic! - cried loudly outraged.
- Sss ...! but do not tell anyone! - and what I was going to say I knew a boeromane Firstborn? Those twelve chocolates, however, had to give him more to do, because since then he acted like a drunk, until we went to my room to change, were nine and a half now, and it was now clear that we would not have called anyone or to nor to go out and stay at home, but better! I had no desire to go out tonight, or to see others.
- What do we do? - m'incalzò Luke as he was raising his jeans, that made me want to come to a pizzeria, with that beautiful bundle, to touch, tucked into their hands in front of everyone.
- not know, I do not know ... we can see a movie! But put on your pajamas! - so tonight we did before ....
- Okay '! - and quickly changed his Firstborn, making me come to mind that had made me the other night not to sleep with his bike at night: - you think? - I asked my little Duke.
- ... No, whether you sleep on the couch tonight! -
- Why? - she said, almost shocked.
- Why not have made me sleep last night, and tonight is the last one! -
- No, come on, please ... please ... please ... - said, clasping her hands and knees throwing even do with an actor: - I'm good here, basically, I swear! - pointed out to me the other side of the bed and imagining all curled up like a cat at the bottom the bed, but not to sleep at night all alone in the living room, made me smile and acquiesced, but I thought it was already pretty clear now that if someone had just slept on the couch, that I'd be leaving him in my bed, Then I opened a drawer.
- But are movies! -
- Yes, every now and then log a ... - it was my habit, then Luke asked me an opinion and the texture of each.
- and this ... - taken Malene .
- is the story of a man who makes too many saws, like you! -
- Ha ... ha ... has - told me with his sarcastic smile: in fact, was not credible as a summary, but it was just that.
- oath is the story of one of your age that you saw the whole day thinking about Bellucci! -
- Well, let's see ...! - told me with a threatening tone, as if he did otherwise I chissacché

... I sat on the couch next to him, but for now it lay with his head resting on me and everything at your fingertips. After the torrid first scenes of the film, Luke asked me what kind of film that was palloccoloso, and, in fact, it had a point: with all and only those sultry tones in the movie! I'd asked myself the first time I had seen because I had not deleted immediately re-recorded over, but something had disturbed me in that film, something I realized only now, with him close, in fact, everything changed when the first scene Cinni of all those horny, sitting on the wall, we saw that hint of an erection in his pants swell of the protagonist. Luca heard him move and immediately went to check in his pants, I do not know why, but I was given a spontaneous harmony between him and the protagonist, but not somatic physical conditions and in the constitution, was probably the one to trigger in him that sort of meta-symbiosis, for which he was increasingly engaged in the film, so that the scene count of thumbs exclaimed: - So little! -.
- What do you expect ... it's smaller than you! - and then, if anything, he was to be "exceptional" ...
- But you said it is my age! -
- so to speak ... -
- However, it is little! - asserted.
- Count your ...? - began counting: - One, two, three ... -.
- No, leave me alone! - refused to measure it with a cloth covering, but in the meantime I had conquered his phallus in my hand. They started last scenes of the film hot : true description of those hallucinated morbid fantasies alien in a pubescent adolescent hyena, the misguided prudery, the hormonal turmoil, and while I masturbate, as well as continuously masturbated his l 'counterpart in the movie, and great taste ...! if I only I had sawn it in bed, I painted all over, but the more I wondered how he could hold out to Luke. I could feel his pain, the apex regularly check the state of moisture, and together seek to establish, semi-nude scenes, some frames with a brief excerpt from, to truly understand the real dimensions of the protagonist. Al cinema , Luke did not understand what he was doing near the busty young lady to the kids, and when I explained he was there to Saw the joists, Luke took me right away and began to segarmi assatanatamente. Now we do not give anything in the film, if there ever was cheated: take only what we needed for our compulsive saws, but the highlight came when his father accompanied him to the brothel : the peripatetic stripped him, and I immediately I imagined her to be stripped and Luke in the atmosphere of erotic tension ... and then Luke asked me if I make the main character was actually naked as he was underage, but I do not know what to answer him and then I fell to the first scene of virginal orgasm. I masturbate fella and he was irresistible to me by stained television penis in my hand: - Luca ... go to bed ...? -.

I slipped into bed re-embraced Luca; unbelievable only a few seconds away from him and I was already in withdrawal for its corporeality! I embraced him strong, pressed it to his chest to quench my thirst for him, I wanted to hear in the body, penetrated the chest to be a single thing he and I ever ... but we were soon to touch the bulk director without a goal that was not our swollen sex. I arrived, I grabbed her: she had big cow! press it strong and began to masturbate out of clothes, Luke I have pants, but no, no ... not so fast! I could not spend it all at once, especially with so little imagination! - Luke ... stop! - I said - ... calmiamoci! - and we shook in loving embrace, our desire to quell the assault.
loaded it on me, all I wanted to hear him, should not have any other contact with the world outside of me, I had to be his only point of support! then taken to rub, but Luke got up, first with only the torso, then sat down on my pelvis, to caress me. It was so tender when I lavished her care, which was almost like eating, then took off the first layer of sovrappelle: the pajama shirt that prevented me from touching on her nakedness. It was more exciting now, caressing the bare skin, even between the spaces left bare by the vest, then I slipped under and top button on his chest lifted it to him, until the lever because m'impacciava. Now yes, my Luke was like you had ...: back to bare all for me! but I just was not enough that, not in the dark: I wanted to see it! - Luca turn on the light, please! -.
- Why? -
- Why I want to see! is there on the nightstand ... - and this is my beautiful Firstborn appear naked in all its freshness and adolescents with these two fine areolae that now looked like two little eyes squeezed on a torso minute. It was so strange stroke now, in this unusual light so well defined his chest, more than was actually called, so I slipped down ...; there, yes, that was really well developed. - Look at that! - I told him, and pressed enter, then Luca gave me to understand that the pants were tight, so I raised them to him along with the pants - I throw here, where there is light! - then I did not want to end up last night.
My Firstborn was there with his swollen phallus still sitting on me, looking like a puppy waiting for one of my carezzina, so I touched his testicles, and in my opinion did not expect anything but that, because it looked like a kitten in the merged scratch card. I began to masturbate him and as he enjoyed it went to my head, to have his knees against my back, was great: all that blond and his failure to the sound of my mouth! I began to caress him, then put it in my mouth to feel the inebriate taste buds. I pushed against him, pretending to stroke him on his back, to have more inside, and if only I had not had the light on, I would have lost the sight in front of: his hair blonde and I shivered under the long tube that I join to him, for me, heaven was a bird with his long blond Firstborn in my mouth! but Luke took off. Estrarmi was like a vital organ, depriving me of that piece of him ... then he said: - We do double? - and my pirouettes above. I seemed to have a spaceship from the phallic shape on me, the kind you see in documentaries of UFOs, then the product down that long, detached from the womb of the mother ship, with the last block open: it was Luke who reminded me to get started, because he was already sucking on a piece, so I started my phallic meeting of the 3rd kind.

had passed a couple of months since the last time that had remade "double", and almost forgot I had the pleasure of being sucked and sucked together, but I did not want to be like that! - Luke, come on ... now come a bit 'under you! -.
- Okay ', but you bare! - told me and I took off my clothes, I like the last part of her trousseau night at last we were completely naked, and that tidbit under me! The rod and licked, then climbing, ideally Baccetti the continued along the centerline of his body while holding his breath that Firstborn, so I came to his face: the chin ... and went right on the nose, forehead, and then entertain, I wanted to kiss him, but the tension was too much, I could not: I was afraid that after all that I would have thought ... him while I still had not understood what you think! I went back on his bega scappellandogli the glans, and finally found that thread, that he wanted to break today, a clear sign of his unofficial chastity's turned around with his tongue to the groove barnacles, but like Luke after a orgasms I said - No, stop! I want you to come first! - but nice ... but I knew that he, in fact, she just wanted to come second, to enjoy better then his post-orgasmic period of rest in my arms.

... I was a steep Firstborn on me with his erect phallus: it was like being between the legs of the sculptural work of infinite beauty, Michelangelo's David in carnal forge, and then I got to kiss his balls sign of respect: I licked the scrotum, and then went back between her legs, in my socket, starting at menarglielo the bird. I wanted to suck, but I could not lower it further - more than ninety degrees down - or I would have done wrong ..., Luca then gradually it settled. I felt his butt against my cock, and then get him back as drawn by a carnal pleasure, I already knew ... but no, I could not with him: I was immediately reminded of those memories , and the disgust felt by Robertino . - No, Luke! No! - I said in the tone by holding firm on its side, then Luca looked at me almost happy and moved away.
Luke looked at me with eyes in love and then I felt her lips on mine, as I masturbated: her warmth, her breath, almost seemed to me to receive, but I live for Serrai lips. I felt uncomfortable, nervous, not me I would still be expected, then I felt my mouth open under the pressure of his that appears, and I tried with the language: there was a slight joggle and then a somewhat awkward first kiss. I closed my eyes and I finally let go, then began a kiss uninhibited, even tilting our heads to find the best location in which combaciarci better, and Luca continued to segarmi. Now it was time that I could not breath from kissing him more, so I looked at Luke met and slid down, and I heard the chapel surrounded by a wet cloak, and then quell'impellente need to come, he cried aloud her name like a mantra that must be brought to heaven. "Luke ... Luke ... "I shouted, asking her hands above her head, and finally came as he continued to suck and I like to caress the hair, the softest thing in the world. He finished: I felt his last licks on the chapel, and then reappeared with his face blonde angelic face but a villain from the look that once again kissed me unexpected; felt the taste of my sperm, my taste, and continued to lemonade on the tip of tongue, though! It was not that bad: it was different from his, but he also understood why he cared so much suck, then you ripoggiò affectionate with his head on my chest .- you like it? - asked me after a while, 'that we used the pampering.
- Yes, because ... -
- ... No, you told me to invent something special ... - let me hear, even if I did not understand well what it was that 'something special': if his attempt to be deflowering, our second kiss, the kiss or the taste of my semen ...

I was almost asleep, but the sting of it to come kept me awake, so, without saying anything, I lay flat on my bed and I started to contemplate. It was so nice to him nude, that you could not help but caress him on that physical minutes, and get closer to Gianluca plan, but when I touched him, asked me to turn off the light. - Okay ... - and in the darkness I came crawling on him, then began to sail along the rod with the tip of my penis, which both pointed downward, Firstborn, and that already enjoyed. I began to masturbate, and soon there was already groaning, so I went determined to kiss him, but I ended up back on his nose and then gently nibbling on her lip: I do not know why, but still I could not get started kiss him, but slipped to nibble on the lobe, and then his tone grew. - Now I give you something special! - I whispered in his ear, down to kiss: I found her nipple and then Luke gave a cry that seemed to make him feel up to heaven - Oh ... calm down! - I said I was afraid that the neighbors had heard. It was incredible that I felt that joggle, when the areola limonano: it was the same as when I kissed him, then changed nipple, finding that little button in the middle plate, which when stimulated, he did it was literally going crazy, and probably he did not I knew that he expected his other erogenous zones to do more than enjoy the pea ...
was time: I felt the smell, and that gave me vertigo pre-spermale its taste, but immediately after that was the pleasure great to hear everything in the mouth, and that was, after all, one of the best feelings to suck a big Firstborn from the bird, which later came. His semen in my mouth ... I never wished he had not finished the fountain, and think that today he gurgled. I went for two whole minutes to suck the liquid pleasure, and then my Luke broke from all the tensions of the day, plunging into a deep sleep almost slight, but when apprestai to pick it up in my arms ... - No, stop - I said - come a bit 'you about me ... - proposed. The proposal in part lured me, because I also, for once, I wanted to try what it was abandoned in the arms and chest of someone else who caresses you, but if the baby is a also good on the big, big on the little seemed somewhat ridiculous - No, come on ... then I hurt you! - and after a kiss on the forehead, loaded it all on me naked, while his small body frame sits quietly abandoning all resistance.

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Why We support marriage between Catholics

Taken from the great MenteCritica

( source in English. Translation not assigned.)

We are fully supportive of marriage among Catholics. It seems unfair and a mistake to try to prevent it. Catholicism is not a disease. Catholics, although many do not like them or they may seem strange, they are normal people and must have the same rights as the majority, as they were - for example - the computer or homosexuals.
We are aware that many aspects of behavior and character of the Catholic people - as their ability to pathologize sex - may seem strange. We know also that sometimes public health issues may arise, such as their dangerous and deliberate rejection of condoms.

We also know that many of their customs, like the public display of images of torture, is annoying to many. But this, in addition to being a media image as a reality, not a reason to prevent the exercise of the marriage. Some might argue that a marriage between Catholics is not a real marriage, because for them it is a rite of a religious precept taken before God, rather than a union between two people. Moreover, since children born outside marriage are strongly condemned by the church, some might consider that allowing Catholics to marry will increase the number of marriages by "whispers of what people" or simply looking for sex (forbidden by their religion outside of marriage), so going to increase the occurrence of family violence and family issues.

On the other hand we must remember that this is not just about Catholic families and that - since we can not put ourselves in the minds of others - we can not judge their motives. Finally, say that you should not call it marriage, but in another way it is not that a form, really 'mean, to deflect the issue on semantic issues, entirely out of place. Although from a Catholic marriage is a marriage and a family is a family!
And with this allusion to the family, we spend another hot topic, which we hope is not too radical, we are also in favor of Catholics who adopt children.

Someone may offend. E 'likely to respond with a statement of the type "Catholics who adopt children? Children themselves may become Catholics. " In response to these criticisms, we can say that it is true that the children of Catholics have many more chances to become in turn Catholics (as opposed to homosexuals or computer), but we said that Catholics are people like everyone others. Despite the views of someone with some indications, however, there is no evidence that Catholic parents are less prepared than others to educate their children, it 'that the religiously oriented environment of a Catholic home has a negative influence on the child. In addition, the juvenile court advising on individual situations, and is precisely their job to determine the suitability of potential adoptive parents. Ultimately, despite the views of some sectors, we believe that we should allow Catholics to marry and adopt children.

Just like the computer, and homosexuals.

course (unfortunately) the article is ironic. In the Republic (Apostolic) Italian Catholics are all too often to lay down the law and deny basic rights to other minorities, but is not got time to wonder if it is time for Catholics to make an effort on behalf of civil coexistence of Ending want to bend the law to the dogmas of the Italian State, beliefs, books, morals of their religion and the mood swings of their political and spiritual leader (known as Papi)? Or Catholics believe it is fair to continue to require all citizens of the Italian State the their religion and their moral (no divorce, no interruption of pregnancy, no to assisted procreation, no to birth control, no to masturbation, no sex outside of marriage to a Catholic, no homosexuality, no rights for people who love outside marriage Catholic religious schools funded by the Italian and that is with the taxes of everyone, including atheists and Muslims, taxation of symbols Catholic Church in public places, hours of religion in school, teachers of religion paid by the contributions of the state, and so on)??

seems to me that the laity have had far too much tolerance from the day that Mussolini signed the Concordat today. And the result is a country still blatantly confessional, a situation that our French neighbors have passed the "Law on the Separation of Church and State" in 1905, then stepped up, or extreme, the law on secularism, also known as anti- film of 2004. So why not do in Italy, as did Chirac in France, a "Commission on the application of the principle of reflection of secularism in the Republic "? In France, the Commission has concluded its work by stating that " is to reconcile national unity and respect for diversity. Secularism, since it is capable of providing a common way, takes on a new " for which the state must give" clear and strong rules in the context of a law on secularism "and if that is true then it states the principle of respect for religious diversity , they are confined in the privacy of the individual conscience and favored only if they remain in this area.

At this point I ask, provocatively (and reversing a tad bit racist discourse that can often be heard referring to Muslims), but who does not accept the rules and culture of the rule of law, liberal, secular, non-denominational and pluralistic, democratic respect of every faith, culture, belief and ideology, is right to remain as "fifth column" in our country or should instead be sent within the Vatican State?