I feel a little. …”He paused. “. Gay sex …a little. …?” He was looking down sideways at me with raised brows.”. … I feel a little. …”He paused. “. …a little. …?” He was looking down sideways at me with raised brows.”. … “Honest! I didn’t mean it!”, I tried to stop laughing but couldn’t.”You call that an apology?” He spread both arms out wide, anchoring them on the walls. I was now so far into the corner, my bare ass was brushing the logs.I stared into his twinkling green eyes. He was trying like hell to keep his faked upset going. “I think, um, I think I’d rather be punished, sir,” I reached up to tweak one of his stiff tits. Before I knew it, I was suddenly being lifted right off my feet and up over his shoulder like a sack of flour.”Hey!” My arms were grabbing his huge lats for dear life, my hard cock digging into his hairy armpit.The next thing I knew, we were back in the kitchen, and I was suddenly back on my feet. Uncle Tom tossed me the dish towel.”What the hell…?”He turned back toward the sink. “You want punishment?” He hummed along to some dumb country tune on the radio. He nodded at the towel. “Finish drying the damn dishes, punk.”I stood there, towel in
