”“I’m still not doing it, but Emily will.”“Too right I will, I can’t wait.”“Thanks Emily,” Aryn said. “Wren, apart from Clint, no ...ne is asking you to take part. As usual, the decision is all yours.”“Okay troops,” Clint said, “time to show you your rooms for the next couple of days, and Emily, you’re good to stay like that until I tell you you’re not.”“Thanks Clint.” I said as we got out of the van.Clint led us to where he lived and as soon as we went in Wren said, “Wow Clint, such a modern. I was so taken that I didn't care what he did or how he did it. My hands slid up and down his forearms as he slowly pushed deep into me and pulled back till only his penile head was left lodged in my outer anal sphincter ring. I would tighten my anal muscle ring around the neck of his penis and grip him as he slid back into me. He slowly increased his momentum till he was moving at a good pace, we both were dripping in sweat and it seemed that only I was making little purring whimpering. Jane and I were best friends but never exactly dated each other. We hung out with our friends, did homework and talked and had sex, which was a secret kept between the two of us. I guess it was Jane’s idea that we could have sex with each other so long as one or the other of us wasn’t dating someone else. Friends wouldn’t be part of cheating was the argument and while it wasn’t all that easy for a teenage boy to understand I accepted it. Our senior year we both dated others off and on and I. Ed liked watching fishing shows. He'd never been fishing himself, and had no intentions at all of ever doing so. Still, in spite of that, he liked watching shows like this one, because he enjoyed seeing other people catching fish.He sat there in his chair, engrossed in the show, forgetting that Maria was even in the apartment. When he did remember, during a particularly long and boring commercial break, and turned his head to look at her, she was already sleeping. Her head had slumped forward,.