We met Steve and Lori at the nudist club we attended. This was before we even knew about swinging. After a couple years, the rumor was going around th...t they were swingers. Steve was a photographer and his penis was so small that people joked he could take pictures with a hard on and no one would know it. Long story short, Kim and I had discussed the possibility of sharing each other but had never followed through. It was all talk. I finally got the opportunity to broach the subject casually. The next evening I again went for study with sexy aroma . I again have him good look of my boobs and also a little of my pube area as I was wearing low trouser .Next day again same . And I didn’t go next day . After some time , Mr. Parhako came to my room and asked why I didn’t come for study . I told I had headache . He Said , any medicine need . I got idea and asked him to massage my head . He sat on chair and put his trembling hand on my head . In minute I pretended to be asleep . When he. My small frame was being shoved by a thick cock on one end, into the coach’s cock in my mouth. The feeling in my pussy had finally climaxed – I screamed into the man’s cock as my pussy tightened and I lost all sense of the brutal fucking. Suddenly, Coach Ben pulled me off his cock, “Open your mouth, slut,” I obeyed. I’ve never had someone cum on me before, not like this. A glob landed in on my forehead, on my nose, in my hair, my mouth, and even my titts. I felt drenched. The cum-covering. As I was draining Bill came in the bathroom, looked down at me and said “you are one cute little chicken.” He then laughed and said “don’t worry, Al and I won’t let anything happen to you. Our house has always been a safe place for young gay guys, we have each other, and we just want to have smart young friends who will tease the hell out of our regular running partners.” He then went on to tell me that if I ever wanted a blow job or was horny they would take care of me and save me a trip to.