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He went on ahead up the stairs and I followed behind, mesmerized by the tantalizing treat of his kilted rear. His strong hairy legs clad in chunky woollen socks disappeared into that unknown region beyond the swaying pleats of his Skye Tartan and I couldn’t help wondering if it was true - you know - what they say…….. He waited on the landing for me to open my door and invite him in but once inside, by the light of the moon from the window, we finally embraced with a true passion of longing. At last, we kissed, long and lustfully, probing with our tongues and tasting the forbidden fruits of brotherly love. His lips were full and moist, slightly salty to the taste; the stubble of his shadow-beard felt slightly rugged and I inhaled the deep, masculinity of his body as we remained locked in a remorseless grip. We surfaced for air but standing in the moonlight, we were overtaken again by our lust and we began frantically pulling off each others clothes. He unbuckled his sporran and it dropped to the floor as I pulled his sweater off, revealing the mature spanking same “X-Men” tee-shirt he had worn the last time we met – “Wolverine” it read. tits My shirt was off next, then our boots big and socks, before we fell into another embrace, kissing and hugging, breathing and panting. He sank his lips into my neck and I gasped in ecstasy, as his stubble lightly scratched at my sensitive bare skin and he began licking and biting my ear, his warm breath sending tingles up and down my spine. He dropped to his knees before me, kissing the white, hairless skin of my stomach and pressing his fetish face into my crotch. Gently, he unbuttoned my jeans and lowered them to the floor; and then his face buried itself in my groin. My organ was bursting from my Cin2 briefs by this point, oozing pre-cum juices into the soft white fabric, which he eagerly sucked and tasted, gently biting at my cock and balls through my briefs and driving me wild. As he stood up, I stepped out of my jeans and raised his arms to pull off his tee-shirt, revealing his well developed chest, peppered with soft hairs, in the centre of which hung on a leather necklace, a striking bronze medallion in the shape of a Celtic Talisman. It glinted in the moonlight and when he saw me looking at it, he smiled knowingly and pressed it against my chest; it felt surprisingly cold, strange but somehow fascinating. We returned to our embrace, kissing and hugging; my hands now following the contours of his hairless back, his spine and then at last, his bum, still covered by his kilt. Through the heavy woollen material, I massaged the cheeks of his bottom, feeling their plump round shape and clutching at the pleats of the back of his kilt. I pushed him backwards across the floor, until he fell onto the bed. But sensing what I wanted to do, he immediately rolled over onto his front, his body now lying prone before me, clad only in his Skye Tartan kilt. I climbed onto the bed between his bare legs. Seeking to discover but also wishing to prolong the act of discovery, I ran my hands up the back of his hairy legs, slowly under his kilt, higher and higher inside the secret sanctuary until I felt his hairless buttocks. I could resist no longer; I slid back down the bed and buried my head under his kilt, diving into his cleft, kissing and tonguing his crack and tasting the sweaty scent of this, the most private area of his young body. I spread his legs, to discover his balls and erect cock, trapped by his kilt and pressed firmly against the bed and down between his legs. His cock-head was already exposed and moist; I licked it in a circular motion, before taking it fully into my mouth, as my nose pressed into his hairless balls – did he shave his balls? I hadn’t remembered that from last time. He was groaning and writhing against the bed, clutching at the pillow in pleasure at his rimming. “Do it, Mark,” he groaned, “You know you want to ……. please.” I pulled the pillows down under the front of his kilt, lifting his rear. Then, gently folding back the pleats of his Skye Tartan, I exposed his beautiful, plump, round cheeks to the soft moonlight. I needed no lubricant; I was oozing pre-cum for all I was worth! So, smearing my pre-cum in and around his anus, I first finger-fucked him gently. He gasped, as the first finger pushed inside to find his prostate. I felt it, slightly hard and swollen with excitement. Part of me, and you can probably guess which part, wanted to believe so badly that she was into me, what with the flirty looks she kept sending my way. “You're just jealous that you can't do this.” It was so bad that our mouths locked basically. I could still feel the soreness inside, but he gave me yet another orgasm. “You are too young to understand”. Still very narrow, tits it's tight and quivering. When I reached his slimy, softening cock I enveloped it in my mouth and cleaned off all the combined juices from him and my little sister. That is when tea came to saving and made feel comfortable and within just a few moments I had no fever. We had our nice lunch and just as were finished she got another text. Cathy said she wanted to get him to touch her again like last night. “I knew it.” “Pull my cheeks apart,” Marge said, “and bite my fucking nipple.” I looked round and saw that everyone was looking at me. Then I looked at Ryan on the stage. He already owned her. Now she was grunting and twisting in full orgasm…it was so quiet except for her breathing big gulps of air, her legs shaking. Sometimes I put my hairbrush in my asshole and fuck myself with it.” He growled appreciatively. Yesssss!!!” she exclaimed, her voice cracking into a delightful little squeak. Ephus was even more surprised when there was a knock on the door, ok now THAT was different. She heard her father let out a soft moan and spanking looked at his face as she slowly moved her hand along the entire length of his penis. “But you want to have sex with our parents, don't you?” he asked, stroking my pussy lips. "I have not brought any" she replied. I have decided to train you as a mature servant slave fetish instead." My mouth started to salivate looking at her ass in this position. It didn't even so much as scratch the surface.