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My birthday is here and even though I'm still at school, I'm still happy because my grandparents, my aunt (my father's sister) and my uncle came to town. My mother's birthday is Sunday and we decided to have a party together on Saturday.

"Jeremy Ball! Jeremy Ball reports to the Front Office of Verification," Intercom said in the middle of the third period.

I gather my things and tie to the door. I quickly walked down the aisle, turned a corner, and ran straight into the fat body.

"Yeah! I'm sorry!" I am sorry

When I looked up, I saw that it was Mr. Island He gave me that sweet smile and I was almost fine until I began to get nervous.

"Sorry, Mr. Island, I haven't seen where I'm going yet." It's not that I don't mind dealing with him (bara on https://animehentaihub.com/hentai/gay-hentai/).

"Well, nothing bad has been done. Where did you go?"

"I got a check. Today is my birthday!"

"Geez, you have to remind me that I want to give you something. What do you like? What's your favorite candy?"

"He wants to buy me something?" I don't believe that he thinks a lot and wants to buy me something. I thought for a moment.

"I don't like Reese, I don't like Snickers. I like Kit Kats, M & Ms, nerds, Skittles. Oh, and I don't like butterfingers."

- Okay. Everything with beans, right? I have to remember it.

There is nothing I will not do alone with him. Its presence makes vibrations vibrate throughout my body. I miss being an obedient white boy, a toy I can play and call.

"I'm going to the office, do you want to come with me?" Mr. Island offers to be escorted.

"Certain."

We begin.

"Mr. Island, may I ask you something?"

"Yes, what's wrong with Jeremy?"

God, he remembers my name! I must have made a difference, of course, I did it to buy a birthday present. "I" his son and he also felt that ... guess what

"How old are you?"

"I was only thirty this year, January. Some friends and we went to Tampa to celebrate, we had fun! We went to Ybor City, Busch Gardens, to Clearwater."

"I never went to Bush Gardens. I almost did business with my friends and family, but I was sick and could not walk."

"Geez, you missed it."

"Well, bring me another time and I won't miss anything."

It may seem harmless, but I mean all the chaos and temptation I can experience without realizing it.

"I'm sure your parents will let you go home with a tall, tattooed black man in two hours." He giggled.

"Well, what you don't know won't hurt you."

Whatever you say, it will always come out disgusting. I paused thinking that I might have jumped. Mr. Island is also silent and this justifies my suspicion. Good job Jeremy, for the second time this week you are reluctant to control your words.

"I mean, sometimes you can forget me. I spent all summer with my uncle and they never called to see how I was doing. My sister got all the attention." I tried to clarify with a little truth and a request for sympathy.

"I can contact that."

As we approached the front desk, my jaw dropped slowly when I saw thirteen balloons labeled "Happy Birthday". When I approached and moved the balloon to the side, his mother and brother stood smiling. Mr. Island continues to do what he can at the office.

"Oh my God! Uncle Nick!"

"Hello, Jeremy!" We embraced and he shook my hair.

"You are an adult, what are you and Curtis is feeding him, Kim?"

I laugh because my uncle is a natural comedian the way he talks. He is not as hot as some gays, but sometimes his wallet falls from his mouth. His southern accent only drags you to every sentence he utters and makes you wait for the dotted line there.

I sat in the front seat and my uncle was driving behind and when we left the parking lot and the main street my uncle started kicking.

"Jeremy, how old are you?"

twelve

"I understand. So which girl will you invite to this stone tomorrow?"

"I do not have a lover."

"He is too young for this calling."

"Nothing like that," my uncle insisted.

My mother stopped in the parking lot.

"I have to get to know Publix and do a few things before lunch. Jeremy, stay with your uncle.

Until my mother disappeared to the sliding door. I looked for the phone in my backpack.

"So, JJ, who are you leaving with your big brown bear? Your teacher?"

"No, he works in a cafe. Good fun."

Uncle Nick's tone of voice is investigative.

- I see. So, if there is no boyfriend, would you like to invite him?

My uncle looked at me with satisfaction, "I know you are gay" on his face. I was embarrassed and afraid that my clean uncle would pull me out of the closet before I was a teenager. Fear reddened my face when I turned to pray with him.

"Uncle Nick, please don't tell my motel ..."

"Ha! Kim is the one who told me. JJ, mother always knows. She already knows and doesn't love you anymore. She just waits for you to come to her - maybe not today, month or year, but when you are done, she will tell you. You can thank Uncle Nick for being the first in the family. I'm reducing the beating to you. "

We both laughed and then became curious. I haven't talked to my dad all week and haven't processed it since last Saturday.

"I have to ask you something. It's about my father."

"Curtis? How about him?"

"Well, last weekend we had a new fridge and when we were there I had to use the toilet; when I got there, well, um ..."

Spit JJ

I was hesitant because I didn't know how to say it, but then I destroyed it.

"I saw a man suck his cock - my father gay?"

Influenced by these words, my uncle returned to his place, shaking his head.

"That monkey - geez! JJ, don't tell your mother."

Uncle Nick sits.

"I can't believe he still does this nonsense. And to answer your questions, yes ... and no. When your parents go to college, your father is happy like beer will take him. He appears wasteful of his cock in all things warm and wet."

I sat there in silence as my uncle continued to growl.

"Let's see, that's Curtis - your father, Greg, Adam, Travis - he's black and I don't remember the others, he's black too. They all share this house and are known to have these big parties held on weekends, usually Friday and Saturday, but they also have this "other" party on Sundays, they are only invitations and only for boys - I met Greg there, he played football and pretty much met ... 

They were behind closed doors and sharing my bed almost every night I made friends with Adam, he invited me to their party and I got my first chocolate flavor - you know what, let me close, damn it, you don't need to hear that. "

"Maybe, maybe not." I'm not as innocent as you think Uncle Nick is. I am not a virgin.

"What? Who disappoints my little nephew?"

"I'm just experimenting with a friend, a former friend"

I lied. I promised Mr. Willis that I would never talk about what we did and what I did with Ray. I will take him to prison. They have nothing to fear - WAIT! Did Greg say? Do you like Greg Willis?

"Well, it looks like you started earlier and earlier today. There's nothing wrong with that, just safe and careful. But remember what I say, don't mention anything you see as your father hurting anyone. I will talk to him. "

We had lunch at Applebee's or what my uncle called "CRAPplebee". As we sat at our table, a server approached.

"Hey, how are you today? I'm Zack, I'll take care of you."

The voice had a young Mediterranean accent and sounded familiar. When I looked up, I was twice my height and saw that the college boy was there. The same man who sucked my knee to my father and then swayed on a Latin beef plate standing at our table.

"Well, Zack, it's my son's birthday today, so we decided to get it on the excavation day."

"That's good. I hope my parents do that for me. You're a pretty cool father and mother."

Zack rolled his eyes and winked at me - he gave me the same wink in the bathroom and the parking lot. He knew that this was not my father, he only said this to send me a signal that he knew me. I began to stare at him stubbornly and think about how he lay on the floor stabbed by this Hispanic father.

My mother's phone rang and she apologized after ordering a salad.

"Boy! Jeremy, you have to like our servant. You there, you succeed. It's better to tame it."

I am embarrassed, but at the same time, it means that I have a big chicken - a good chicken is big enough to be noticed.

"I'm going to the bathroom, I'm going back," I apologized and went to the bathroom.

I stood on the urinal and stared at my young chicken, a small stream of urine appeared and then bubbles burst. My bladder triggers the high point that I have had since I found Mr. Island in the hallway. In the middle the toilet door opens and who joins me in the urinal without a barrier?

Yes, Zach

"Impressive. You will roam like your father's tail, I can see its thickness is filled."

God, his voice sent my cock to the ceiling. The last thing I want to do is put myself in the Applebee's toilet, but Zack's interests and criticism hold me well after I'm done with my business.

I saw Zack's package, his tail was beautiful. It is seven centimeters high with a blue pulse that flows sideways like a road map and gives character to its tail.

"Yours is huge," I added and then licked my lips.

Hunger happened and before I knew it there was a Zack chicken in my hand. He lowered his head and groaned. I thought of it as a green light and pressed my knees to catch it in my mouth, but stopped.

"Wow, little brother, not here, they will hit me. Follow me."

Zack led me to the toilet door, which could only be opened with a lock code. Behind the door, there is a pretty storage room that holds toilet paper boxes, urinals for urinals, detergents, brooms, pugs, and more. Zack dropped his pants on the floor and left the campus to do it.

Without hands I put it in my mouth and surprisingly hit the base and didn't even hit it - my skills improved. My swollen lips pressed against him and when I pushed him back I left a layer of saliva on the shaft.

"Fuuuuck," Zach whispered softly.

I returned and brought it fully to the base.

"Friend, your skills are very good. Where did you learn to work roosters?"

I said nothing, continued climbing Zack's wagon until I felt stiffer and it landed in my mouth. I lowered it every drop and looked into his eyes.

"Damn, I think I'm good too," Zack said as he hung out.

He came a little too fast so I didn't like it, but that doesn't mean I spent the whole day there.

"Thank you," I replied, getting up.

"Get out in front of me, I'll be out in a minute," Zach told him.

I went and joined my mother and uncle. Zack didn't return as our server, his representative said that Zack was unwell and he had to go home. It was strangely suspicious, but I deleted it and got what I wanted.

My party's congress woke up because of the sound of the car door closing. When I looked out the window, I saw my mother and younger brother walking. After the sound of the car falling, my father's weight fell from the garage.

"Well, look who decided to make a buff after graduating from college." My father's voice carried and hit me in the hallway as I headed for the garage.

"I have to compete with these kids slower than never." My uncle answered.

"I hear you, Nick."

"You can't care about value, but these people know how to suck a chicken"

I stopped and froze when I heard my uncle say Nick to my father. I believe all of this does not suit my young ears, but I stand there with my ears against the wall.

"Jesus Nick, Jerms is still at home, keep it"

My uncle Nick is making fun of me.

"Jeremy is old enough for his age, Curtis. Cut a little loose. Damn, he started researching my computer when he lived in the summer."

I didn't know that my uncle Nick knew about that.

"It seems to have something to do with bears and black people. My story is full of pornographic videos about it."

"I'm sure that only adds to your search for pornography." My father threw the explosion and they both laughed.