Grunting and moaning sounds. I followed them secretly into a small broken down shack. As I peeked inside, I saw one homeless man fucking another ho...eless man. They turned at me and smiled. I, embarrassed, ran off. As I started my travels back home, it dawned on me, "These homeless men don't care who they fuck, just as long as they are fucking." I returned home and showered after my walk. I decided then, that later that night I would return to the homeless spot and finally see if I could get. That night he put the collar on my neck and clipped on the leash and wearing nothing but my high heels and a smile I was once again on public display. Before we set out John had pulled my cock and balls back between my legs. The pressure on my balls was uncomfortable but also erotic.Our destination was an 'underground' homosexual club. John wanted to show off his new fucktoy (me). As for my part, I was more than eager to be shown off. The men there were mostly older than John. A few had dates. Click.I chewed on my lower lip, kneading it with my teeth. Not hard, but just enough to give me some sensation, attempting to draw my attention up from my juicy, virgin pussy. It failed. My cunt itched too much. I wanted my brother in me so badly. I wanted his cum spurting into my depths. I wished I wasn’t on birth control. My mother didn’t want any unexpected pregnancies.She definitely wouldn’t approve of who I wanted to have sex with.Finally, Ms. Samuels said, “I want you all to read the. .?", inquired Chad as to her last name."Oh no no, no full names on the first date, papi", Jolina said with mock shock.Chad, "So we're on a 'date', I'm glad you told me"."No sir, Sr. Bad Chad", said Jolina, "you have to...", struggling to find the right expression."Up your ass", Fernanda awkwardly completing her sentence."Not 'ass', you goose. 'Game', 'Up your game' if I Iet you date me", chided Jolina."You're sassy, I knew I'd like you", chuckled chad.Jolina pulled back in protest and said,.