He was leaning over me and his face was so cute, eyes glazed over, pale from all the blood being in his dick, barely able to breathe. It made me feel ...o powerful, to do that to him.Whoever it was had stopped knocking. I hugged Russell really tight, wanting to keep him inside of me as long as I could. Even after his cock was soft, we still felt connected."Oh, Jesus. Justine. I thought I was gonna die. That was the best." Russell said, finally."It was awesome for me, too." I whispered, then. No one is required to participate but we ask that you remain open minded until it’s time to start the game. Tonight we play tag…” we all looked around questioningly. “Strip tag!” The rules are simple the player that is it tags people what ever item of clothing they touch you must stop and take off.” Some grumbling form the crowd caused a response “remember open minds, you are all eighteen and we will respect any decision you make we just ask that you listen before choosing. Once tagged the. Now I can’t sing, but I would do anything to spend time with Kristy. I still remember how Kristy cried when she didn’t get the part of Mary Magdalene. Everyone thought it was because she was Asian. In hindsight I think that was true. The three of us ended up in the chorus and doing sets, but I was in heaven spending time with the girl I loved. It happened in a blur so I’m just going to tell it like it was. It was after class. We were making set decorations for the musical. I was behind the. I next felt the same treatment being done to my legs as was done to my arms. When this was done I was in an X shape on the bed. Again, I tried to move and found that I couldn’t. And again, I tried to get hard and I couldn’t.Kevin started lightly running his fingers over the tips of my nipples. That felt so nice, but it was also frustrating that I couldn’t get hard. Kevin started lightly running his fingers over my naked body. That was an interesting sensation that I had not experienced before..