Corbin was a typical jock with sandy-brown hair and dark brown eyes. Corbin loved jockstrap sex in gymchangerooms. He and Stuart had often sixty-nin...d in the middle ofthe boy's changeroom while everyone else was in class. Corbin lovedthe taste of Stuart's sweaty crotch. Corbin would go wild withdesire as he licked Stuart's armpits, his tongue snaking throughStuart's sweat-matted cock hair and down along the crack ofStuart's perfectly formed asscheeks, licking out the sweat as itrolled off of. Gypsy neighed, his black eyes glowing. Jerking his rump, he knocked Gloria to the ground. Stepping forward, he pierced Pam's gobbling mouth, stretching her throat with his prick."Hey. What's the shit?" Gloria raged. She rolled over and saw Pam's mouth crammed with pony-cock. "Shit, Pam. He's hard. Get the fuck out of the way." She shoved her kid sister hard, knocked her out from under Gypsy's quivering frame.The pony's cock popped from Pam's mouth. "Damn, Gloria. I was sucking him." She licked. He could stop by Uncle Sam from time to time and it would not take long for his parents to forget about him, probably less than five minutes.A month or two in the jungle until they were gone was a prospect that looked better with each step he took towards the Boathouse. To the surprise of the teenagers, there was a sizable crowd waiting for them. In addition to the parents there were at least twenty more adults, not all of them human. One of them, he recognized as the black Shail mollusk medic. There was actually something more intimate in that, like we were friends sharing clothes.Despite my comfort, I quickly bolted to the bed, wrapping myself in the relative safety of the sheets. I could feel the excitement between my legs, enough to dampen the sheets. Silently, I cursed myself for making eyes at someone who was clearly just here to provide a service. Rachel probably spent all day flirting for tips and fending off advances from over-sexed swingers. She probably wasn’t even gay or.