I was 5’ 8” and about 140 pounds and had absolutely no muscle. I was a twig compared to everyone else. During lunch the conversation was about wha... I call the “sluts” of our town, as usual. To me the conversation was boring so I just sat and ate my food pretending that I was listening. That’s because what most people don’t know is that I’m gay. I never told anyone that I was gay and it really bothered me. And what bothered me even more is that my crush was also my best friend. I couldn’t. "I guess if I won't see you on your birthday Ican give you your present now..."Jeff looked at the envelope, and looked inside. It contained a membershipfor the local fitness club. "Heather, I can't take this -- it's tooexpensive..." Don't be silly, I make more than enough at my job to buy my best friend adecent present for his birthday. After a few months at the gym, you'll havewomen dripping off you..."Jeff looked at her, "I don't know... well, thanks." Heather leaned over andgave him a. I ardently returned his kiss with his hot, hard penis still claspedtightly in my hand.James rolled towards me and forced me onto my back. His lips left mineto wander down my neck to my chest, where my large, d-cup breasts laywaiting for him. His hands squeezed and molded my flesh as he took mynipples into his mouth, lightly biting them and licking them with histongue. I was in heaven. The rough handling he was giving my breastswas such an incredible turn on. I could feel my vagina moistening. It made the edge of my spinetingle so much that I thought I was going to go insane.Thankfully work finally ended. On my way home I joined a line of men whowere getting the same thing I was. The shelf with the sexual oils wasalmost empty. Not even thinking, I got an extra slick tube so that myfirst time wouldn't be too difficult.My heart pounded inside of my chest with every step I took to my frontdoor. The bag weighed heavily on my mind. Sarah had gotten us somethingto eat from one of the.