”“You all seem to be having trouble resisting it,” Josh said, waving the wand. “In fact, it’s making you all go gay. Not for me though, for ...ach-other. You’re all gay for each-other. You all wanna make out and have sex with each-other.”“Hey ... he’s right ... Oh God, I need sex right now!” the bully boy grabbed hold of the nearest boy, who didn’t resist, and began making out with him. All the other boys began pairing off too, and Josh just laughed. He’d just turned a class of straight boys gay. The tramp was moving his hand on the inside of my thigh.My knickers were still to the side of my crack, which was still gaping and soaking from the knobbing Bill had given me in the sex shop.I felt his fingers touching my fanny, I was that wet plus the fact I’d a gob full of cock and couldn’t say no, even if I ‘d wanted to-which I didn’t.The tramp obviously took the fact hadn’t objected as a green light and I felt at least two fingers slide up my hole.I was now slobbering all over Bill’s. They pulled on the guys' hair and blasted out their loads, which wereconsiderable. Utterly disgusted, Charlie and Daryl nevertheless had toswallow as fast as they could. It tasted salty and was thick and therewas so much of it. Each of them felt it leaking out around the edges oftheir overworked mouths. They sniffled as they sucked out the finaldrops. Then the men pushed them over backwards, against each other, andzipped themselves up."Not bad," said Tony. "But wait," he went on with no. That left me with a .200 average, but I was not discouraged, because I'd been robbed blind all day at the plate.Their kid center fielder had plucked one off the wall. I'd really creamed it, and one more foot would have been a homer, instead of just a sure thing for the ESPN highlight reel on Baseball Tonight. Next time up a sparkling defensive play by the Sox shortstop robbed me of what looked like a sure-fire single through the hole.If those kinds of things evened out, I was due for a couple.