The mere thought of Danny touching me with any sort of intimacy took over my mind. He was so cute! It didn’t help that ever since I started playing with my dad and grandpa, the want-and-need for cock was far more intense than normal teenage hormones would normally induce. I had picked up a lot of tricks from my family—I wanted to show Danny everything I had learned.
We laid there, talking, cuddling, but scared. Little did I know that there was another layer of difficulty about to happen; Dad knocked on the door. He must have been lurking outside. He came in, saw us fumbling awkwardly with each other, and made it known that we should indeed act on our desires.
Dad had me remove my red briefs and showed off my wet mound to Danny. He presented it in a teacherly manner, instructing Danny to eat me out and how to do it. Danny’s mouth watered as he watched my father presented him with my bonus hole. Danny dove in excitedly! I, in turn, couldn’t help but moan as he slid his tongue inside of me; seeing his face between my legs was absolutely amazing. Prior to that some part of me wondered if I ever would see him down there. Turns out, he just needed a little fatherly guidance…
