I was trying to raise my arms to look at my wrists, but my arms weren't cooperating. He pressed his fingertips into my belly and then felt up along my ribs.
I tried to answer him but my voice came out as a dry rasp.
Then he felt along my legs and arms, pressing firmly, but gently. He pulled up my pants and underwear, tucking my cock and balls into the pouch of my briefs. If this is not up your alley, please click elsewhere! All sexual contact described occurs between adults aged eighteen years and older.Ĭarefully, son #1 set me down in the passenger seat of his dad's truck and reclined the seat so that I wouldn't have to sit up. Author's note: This series contains (occasional) descriptions of rough and forced sex, some of which crosses the boundaries of consent.