We started to grope each other and I asked if he wanted to kiss. He looked at me and said ok if I wanted to. So I leaned over and our lips touched and...lingered as we squeezed and rubbed each others bulges, which grew! Our mouths open at the same time and we tongue kissed for what seemed like a second but was a lot longer! He raised his hand up to my chest and was feeling my now hard nips and he asked if he could suck them! I yanked my shirt off and he started to suck them. I slid my hand in his. And it made me so hard my little dick dripped.Of course I knew why I was invited. I was a plaything, a mascot. It always started with Victor roughing me up a bit. No, he never struck me. But we would grapple. He would overpower me with his lean, muscled frame and render me helpless. So there we were, Victor and I standing at the foot of the bed, he behind me with his arms snaked tightly around my throat, squeezing. I could feel his hot meat pressing against my bare ass as we both watched. William James stirred from his blanket and gave a resounding yawn. Oh, hey, good morning, bro. William said as he yawned again. Mornin. John was currently in the process of reliving last nights events and couldnt give more than a curt reply. I had this crazy dream&hellip,like there was a bear chasing me and he took out a large piece of wood and put it on my crotch so I couldnt get away&hellip,and it was so heavy he was practically crushing my balls&hellip, Oh&hellip,uhm, yeah&hellip,that sucks.. Frank watched her leave the room, noting from the way that her provocative bottom jounced under her skirt that she was obviously wearing a garter belt rather than a girdle to hold up her stockings. By this time he found himself with a firm erection that was becoming difficult to conceal. Elizabeth returned with another round of drinks and, seating herself, crossed her legs with little attempt to control her skirt. Her stockings ended a little more than half-way up her thighs, revealing.