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Subject: Mr. Burke chapter 7 Please donate to fty. It is the only way to keep the site that we all enjoy so much! If you are not of legal rights and/or age to read any type of adult literature or if you find the material offensive, please do not read any further. The author and site cannot be held liable as you agree to accept all responsibility for reading said material. If you wish to contact the author of this series, please do so at ail, I will respond to all e-mails. This story is fiction. All names, descriptions and actions of the characters are not real. ———– As I dressed, I thought about how hot it would be to have Tommy wearing underwear with my cum on it and resting his head on his pillow smelling me cum and maybe some rubbing into his cheek. I put the dog in the crate and headed home, already looking forward to being back in the Burke’s house tomorrow. End of chapter 6 ——————– The week had gone by so quickly. The Burkes were on their way home. I wasn’t sure who I was more excited to see, my best friend Tommy, or his dad. I had spent the last few days masturbating and fantasizing about both of them. My boy dick was a little sore to be honest. I think I cummed in every room in the house. Luckily, I kept wearing the same pair of Tommy’s underwear otherwise he would have no clean ones left in his drawer. As it was, I hoped Mrs. Burke didn’t notice all the cum stains on the pair I buried in the small basket of dirty clothes in the laundry room. That’s also where I put the pair of Mr. Burke’s socks that were crusty with a couple of my cum loads that had hardened. His soft dress socks over my dick felt so good while I imagined he was fucking me. I jacked off on the counter in the kitchen thinking of him and in the bathroom and in the laundry room when I turned on the dryer and sat on it. I played with my butt with my finger like it was his cock, while the dryer vibrated my whole body. I had my cock in his sock. I was stroking hard and fast while the dryer made my ass spasm. That might have been my biggest load of the week. I wanted to defitely play it cool with Mr. Burke. I wanted him to know that he could trust me. Things had changed with Tommy for me. I mean, he was still my best friend, but over the last week, I was perving on him all the time. So, it would be hard to just act normal. I just hoped I would be cool with him too. My mom wanted me to be waiting outside with the dog when they pulled up, but I thought that might be a little dorky. I listened to her though because she had been a little annoyed with me all week. She didn’t understand why it was taking me so long to the walk the dog and stuff. I felt like she knew I was up to something. Thank goodness she had no idea about what. I texted Tommy and asked him to text me when they were getting near home. When he texted back, I put the leash on the dog, and headed out to the driveway. When I got out there, I suddenly got crazy nervous. I was so afraid that I would blow it and Mrs. Burke or Tommy would know what me and Mr. Burke did. I also started worrying that I would start calling him daddy or that I would get a hard on that I couldn’t hide. “Why did I let my mom talk me into being here anadolu yakası escort when they got home? Ugh!” I said out loud. The dog didn’t respond thankfully. My heart began to race as I spotted their car turn the corner. I gulped as the car pull into the driveway. My mom was right. It was a ce touch. I could see the smile on Mrs. Burke’s face. It totally relaxed me. When the car stopped, Tommy jumped out and ran over. For a moment I thought he was runng over to see me. But he went right to the dog. It was cute to see Tommy with his dog jumping on him. Both were so excited to see each other. Mrs. Burke gave the dog a similar greeting although a bit sedated compared to Tommy. “Was he a good boy for you, Mikey?” She asked as she played with the dog. “Oh yes, Mrs. Burke, he was great.” I replied. My mom told me to say that, but it was true. The dog was well behaved. With all the distraction with the dog, I hadn’t made eye contact with Mr. Burke yet. But I could see out of the corner of my eye that he was headed my way. “So, how was your week, Mikey?” Mr. Burke casually asked as he walked by with some of their bags. “Oh, it was good, Mr. Burke. How was the trip?” I asked. I was proud of myself that I responded so smoothly. “Oh, we had a great time, didn’t we Tommy?” Mr. Burke smoothly turned the attention to Tommy. “Yeah, it was awesome!” Tommy said. ” “Cool,” I replied. I realized I was checking out Tommy. I was picturing him in his white underwear that I had been wearing all week. I probably was staring too long, but thankfully Mrs. Burke got my attention: “Here you go, Mikey, thanks for everything. Mr. Burke will drive you home.” Mrs. Burke handed me an envelope from her purse. It was typical of Mrs. Burke to be that orgazed. She probably had my pay in the envelope before they went on the trip. “Thanks, Mrs. Burke. Anytime. I had fun!” I replied. I wasn’t even thinking! I just said it. I wasn’t really talking about the time with Mr. Burke or even all the jacking off I did. But Mr. Burke probably thought differently. I casually glanced over at Mr. Burke. I was afraid of the look he might give me. I couldn’t believe it when I saw a little smile come across his face. I suddenly felt my cheeks get hot. I put my head down I was smiling way too big now. “Well, I better get you home Mikey,” Mr. Burke said. “OK, Mr. Burke. See you tomorrow at school, Tommy. Bye, Mrs. Burke.” I said as I headed to the car. I was excited to be alone with Mr. Burke. I knew we wouldn’t have sex or anything, but it would be fun maybe to talk about the next time or something. I wasn’t going to mention it. I needed to play it cool. Mr. Burke got in the car and focused on backing out of the driveway and getting out on the street. I lived pretty close. It was actually quicker to walk as I cut across train tracks that was only a walkway. To drive there from the Burkes, we had to drive all the way out of their fancy subdivision, then go a few blocks to the street that lets you to cross the tracks, and then a few more blocks to get back to my house. It was stupid to drive, but I had given up a few years ago trying to walk if it was even close to ankara anal escort getting dark out. Mrs. Burke has always insisted, so I just get in the car when she says so. So, the drive was at least a few minutes, and if I got lucky, we would get red lights at the 2 streets that have traffic signals and it would take another few minutes.. Mr. Burke didn’t say anything as he started down the street, but as soon as we got away from the house, he took my hand and put it on his crotch. I was shocked, but defitely excited. I started to rub, and I could feel his soft cock start to grow. I leaned over a bit to allow me to get a grip of Mr. Burke’s dick. Mr. Burke raised his arm and pushed me back a bit. I realized what he was doing. We were driving and people could see in. Mr. Burke didn’t want anyone to see me leaned over to him. I tried to act natural by looking out the window and stuff, but my hand was working like crazy where no one could see. We got the first red light. While we were stopped, Mr. Burke unzipped his pants and freed his cock a bit by tugging his black CK boxer briefs down as far as he could. I assumed they were the similar underwear I was sffing the day he walked in on me, but all I could see was the band that looked the same. His cock looked amazing. It was throbbing. I think it was because it was being squeezed at the base by his clothes. But it looked thicker, especially the head. I wanted to lean over and suck it, but I knew he wouldn’t let me. I just worked it in my hand while staring at it intently. I didn’t care any more about acting naturally. We were at the second light now. Mr. Burke was leaking heavily. It would only be a few minutes until we were at my house. I wondered if I could make him cum before we got there. I assumed he wanted me to try although he wasn’t saying anything. I ran my hand over the big mushroom head. My fingers got wet with the pre-cum. I used the wetness to swirl my finger on the underside of his cock head. Mr. Burke groaned loudly. So, I did it again. When I felt the pre-cum evaporate, I put my hand to my mouth and spit and licked it�just like when I was in a heated masturbation session. I swirled the head with my saliva-soaked hand and squeezed the throbbing head. Then I tapped the top at the slit. Mr. Burke was loving it. I w Mr. Burke started driving slower but he had to maintain a certain speed because we were still on regular streets. I thought he was going to pull over at some point because he was groang so loudly, and his body was shaking. I was loving his reactions. I couldn’t believe I was able to get him going like this while he was driving. Unfortunately, we were pulling up to my house. Mr. Burke pulled the car over on the street rather than pulling into the drive. I knew I should stop but I wanted him to cum so bad. I wanted to watch cum shoot from his slit and then feel his warm, wet seed gush all over my hand. Mr. Burke put the car in park and spread his legs wide. “Oh cool,” I thought, “he’s going to let me fish him off!” Then, Mr. Burke surprised me. He grabbed my head and forced me down to his cock. � It took me a few seconds to adjust, but then I had my mouth on his massive ankara anal yapan escort cock. I immediately tasted the pre-cum that was still gushing out. Mr. Burke held my head down and began to thrust his hips. His cock was banging against my throat. My drool was spilling out of my mouth. My cock was jumping in my pants. I wished I could whip it out stroke it. I think I would cum with just a few strokes. Of all the different things we did and the things I jacked off thinking about all week, I never thought of anything like this. This was so hot and I was loving it. � Mr. Burke finally uttered his first words of the drive: “Fuck, I’m cumming.”. And he was. In the position I was in, it was hard to swallow. I did the best I could. From my limited experience, this wasn’t his biggest load, but it still was more than my little boy mouth could handle. I felt Mr. Burke’s seed slipping out of my mouth. It was settling on his balls which was also where my chin was. I could feel the hot juice sticking to my chin. He still had my head pressed down, so I couldn’t clean it up as much as I wanted to. When he released me, I would suck on those hairy balls and get all of the precious fluid I had let slip away. Suddenly, he pulled me off his cock. “Go!” He commanded I was crushed. I thought I was doing a great job and there was so much more to enjoy. “Your mom! Go!” I turned to my house. My mom was at the door and was stepping outside. “Oh fuck!” I said as I undid my seatbelt and opened the door. My cock was sticking out and my chin was wet. I hoped it was just my saliva and not all white cum from the man’s cock. I pushed my cock up while I was still hidden by the door. Thankfully, it stayed up and my shirt covered the rest. I took two steps and closed the door. Mr. Burke immediately pulled away. I pictured in my head his dick still out, probably still cumming a little. His cock soaked with my spit and saliva. The mixture was now in his pubes and on his balls. He would feel it trickling down farther as he drove. I wanted to be in there gobbling it up, instead he left me. As I walked towards my house and my mom on the porch, I nonchalantly wiped my mouth and chin hoping she wouldn’t notice and also that I got all the cum and slobber off. I cupped my hand in an effort to save what I retrieved. If I could get past my mom, I would lick it all up. “Hey, mom” I said innocently. She barraged me with questions about how it went when they got home, how Mrs. Burke was, did they pay me and a few others. I successfully answered everything, and I thought I was in the clear. But then she asked: “I was looking out the window and saw the car pull up. I saw Mr. Burke but didn’t see you. Then, when I got to the door, I saw your head pop up. What were you doing?” I froze for a second. I wanted to blurt out, well, mom, I was obviously blowing him, but of course I didn’t. Instead, I smiled wide as my answer came to me: “Oh Mr. Burke dropped his cell phone between the seat and the middle console, so I had to reach down to get it for him because he couldn’t get his hand down there” I took another step to get by her and into the house so I could get to my room to jack off while eating the rest of the cum that was in my hand. But I had one more thing to add: “I guess he put my little hand to good use!” ———– Next chapter is what many of you are waiting for! Tommy gets into the mix. Feel free to email me with comments. JC ail Don’t forget the only way this site survives is if we donate. Please donate to fty!

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