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... caress on his inner thigh and the sight of his boy in action. My face lay against his chest. I felt his heart jump as I moved my hands down to his balls. Oh! It was so hot! His fingers stopped rubbing my cock, he knew I was about to shoot off, he knew I was right on the edge, suspended over that tingly precipice where just the slightest additional sensation, just a touch, or even a breath, would make me spasm with unstoppable delight. I moved my head and nuzzled into his ear. "I'm gonna take you all in this time, Daddy." He brought his head down and nibbled my ear. "Let's you and me go inside and be alone." I started to go, but something happened inside me. I remembered something my father said once; he said it softly, hesitantly during one of those moments of discovery between us, when we learned how much we shared in our attitude towards blacks. It was something dark, maybe ugly maybe even shameful, but something that also gave me a shiver inside when he said it softly, with downcast eyes. Yes, I wanted to see that. So I nuzzled onto Ken's ear again and whispered, and after leaning back and giving me a quizzical look - man you white cats are . . . strange! - he called Kyle over. Kyle didn't act surprised at all. Kyle just grinned, as if he knew just how sorry white people were all along. He passed the message to his buddies, and I watched what happened like I was in a movie - a dirty movie, a movie where you look around the dark theatre and see all the other men in the ...

... theatre jerking off -- and you're glad. Glad because you feel free to reach into your own pants and do what you want. Kyle started it off - Dad was licking Reed's balls when Kyle turned sideways, grabbed his cock, and started peeing, releasing a slow, arching stream at first, and then relaxing into a full-throated flood that shot right onto Dad's face. Dad sat upright and tried to avoid the stream; the three of them started shrieking and laughing. "Oh, fuck!" Reed reached down and grabbed Dad by the shoulder, and Dad started swiveling his head to avoid the line of Kyle's pee. He'd move it to the left, and Kyle would find his face again. "Gotcha!" Oh, they thought that was funny! Then Lionel pushed Reed aside and grabbed Dad by the hair. He grabbed him with both arms, and while Kyle let him have it from the side, Lionel started unloading from the front - right into Dad's eyes. The pee splattered from his eyes all over the recliner. Dad fought with Lionel, his neck muscles strained against Lionel's hands. But then Lionel started pulling his hair; I could see the tendons in his tattood forearms bulge and Dad's face turn beet red. Finally, Dad gave up, he sat still and took the flood of Lionel's pee right in his face. When they were done, Dad was soaking wet, and the recliner was spattered with pee. Ken didn't want to wait anymore - he got up and motioned me to follow. As I got up and followed I turned behind me and saw Dad start in on the boys again, leaning forward and taking ...