“Champagne would be nice, thank you.” Kritsada snapped his fingers, and a waiter materialised by my elbow with a glass of champagne. As I took the...glass I was fascinated to see my painted and shaped fingernails holding the elegant glass, almost as if they were someone else’s fingers. The waiter handed him a large tumbler of what I assumed was his favourite GlenDronach and he raised it in a toast. “Jamie, I am so glad you agreed to be beside me this evening. Have you enjoyed the last few. “My name is Derek. You can always count on me, Coop, if I may call you that,” Derek boldly said without even knowing why. They locked eyes with an unusual intensity that neither could explain. Cooper simply replied, “thanks again, Derek, and I like the nickname.” As Cooper turned and walked away, Derek couldn't help but notice his firm, round butt. “What the fuck!” he thought. “Why are you looking at his ass?” Derek shook it off, then went to find his own homeroom and new teachers. The school. When I left the unit, James and Kevin were leaving for breakfast, so I told them I would get Cath and meet them there. Cath was not ready so I sat on her bed as she dressed and got her to fill me in on more details from the night before. She was quite embarrassed now, in the light of day and with no alcohol in the system. But I put her at ease, telling her she got me so horny last night and then what I had gotten up to with Dave. When she put her short tennis skirt on, I tried to talk her into. I watched her take me, the vein ridged shaft glistening wet with saliva. The sight caused the pleasure to intensify in my belly. Her touch made the spunk bubble in my balls, aching for release. I didn’t have the experience, or the will, to hold back. Gobs of cum shot out of my young cock into Debbie’s milking mouth. She sucked and swallowed, taking all of my spurting spasming sperm. Looking at her tied to the table, helpless to my whim and touch, I smiled at my musings. I glanced across at.