บท 18: Chapter 18

“Yeah, I do. But you look pretty young to be hangin’ out here. How old are you?”

“Old enough,” came the defensive retort.

“Prove it,” Tom said.

The kid sighed. “I get this all the fuckin’ time.” He took his wallet out of his pants pocket and showed Tom his driver’s license.

Satisfied he wasn’t going to be hauled off to jail for child molestation, Tom said, “Okay, follow me.”

He took the kid to the same grotto-like place where he and the muscle man had made it the other night. When they arrived, the men stood facing each other. Tom reached out and began to fondle the kid’s package. The guy was already fully hard and growled softly as Tom squeezed his balls. The kid started to reciprocate, pressing his hand against Tom’s hardening dick. With his free hand, Tom massaged the guy’s chest, then reached around and explored his ass. Tom was getting excited.

“What do you want to do?” Tom asked, knowing his goal was to fuck the kid.

“Can I suck you?”