When my son came out as gay, I knew I wanted to be supportive of his lifestyle, even if I wasn’t always sure how to go about it. But when things started getting serious with his boyfriend and he admitted he was anxious at never having satisfied or even been with a guy before, I knew it was my time to shine.
Of course I insisted he spend an hour in the autocloset first. A korean cutie so I wouldn't have to look at his face as he practiced. He didn’t appreciate the bra and panties I dressed him in, but I insisted.
"Don't skimp on the tongue. And would it kill you to play with my balls a little?"
Hand on his head, I gently forced his mouth down again and again until I was completely, utterly satisfied
that he’d mastered deep throating.
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