’ What a joke. For training what? I was at school on my eighteenth birthday – a Wednesday, August 14th. So far, it hadn’t been much of a birthda.... I was walking down the hall with Tracey, after our last period history class. The teacher, Mr. Randall, had spent way too much time talking about the Ancient Romans and the perversions that had led to the downfall of their empire. Tracey said, ‘Wasn’t that amazing?’ I stopped and looked at her. ‘You probably enjoyed that, you pervert.’ I had called. Both holes full on cock, lubed ass slapping against the gentlemans lap and younger guys cock slurping in my mouth i was in bliss, i panted and muttered. Couldn't talk much because of the guys dick pushing in and out of my mouth. Gentleman under me said that he would cum soon, i managed to ask where he wanted to nut and he stood up after asking to cum in my mouth. I waited with my mouth open, licking both cocks in turn. Gentleman grunted and stroked his cock, shooting his cum all over my face. I watched him gawking at me in disbelief until I left the room. My heart pounded in my chest. What the fuck was I doing. I just gave my sixteen-year-old math student a handjob. I grabbed two towels from the dryer and tossed him one when he walked naked into the hall. His cock still half-hard and a strand of cum dangled from the head. ”You got a little something,” I joked, ”Down there.”He looked down then wiped it off with a corner of his towel. I walked past him, drying my hair, still naked. He. I wondered when that had been, before I told her I would take her to see a doctor or after? I had not seen the second phone on the floor next to the bed until it rang."Hi Honey, when did you get there? Did you have any trouble?" Just got here, everything is fine, how are you?" Do you want to pick me up? I mean, I can take a cab, should I do that?"We met at the same corner where I had dropped her off a month before. She wore the same loose fitting clothes. She attempted a smile; the shallow look.