So Steve had made a lot of notes and things but informed me the real work wouldn’t start until the m. So we watched TV and the our separate ways to our separate bedrooms. There was a whole floor between our bedrooms so I was fident I could be louder than a sleeping boy should be and he would be he wiser.

Steve knew I was gay and was sexually active, as far as I knew, he didn’t know about me and his son, Sam (see “When My Cousin Babysits”) so didn’t think I had much to lose, it’s not like he could out me or anything so I decided to make my fantasy a reality.

When I woke ourday I headed for the shower. As I was sh I began to have sed thought's about trying to get Steve to fuck me but then as I was leaving the bathroom with a towel round my waist I saw Steve walk in wearing nothing, he only had a towel in his hand c what I loo see, without actually looking I could see his thighs and most of his body, if it

So I lay awake thinking to myself about what I had been thinking about earlier. I was fantasising about walking up behind him and just putting my hands of his ass then pulling his trousers (underwear included) and giving him a good rimming, taking him to the sofa and having him fuck my ass good and hard. I had many other fantasies but that one in particular was my favourite and the one I blew my load to.

ust hoping he didn’t turn around before I had time to cover up my throbbing cock, luckily he didn’t. But then I had a thought... what if I let him see me? Would he ask what I was thinking about? Would he say anything? I wasn’t sure, I knew I’d sider it later so I mao think about something else and my ere went away then I asked him if he needed any help. He didn’t of course, but we would like a cup of coffee.

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