"The fuck you say?" He shouted, his hand lifting my head up so our eyes met."Yes, sir." I said, pathetically.And then, Chris entered me. No warning, b...rely any struggle. His wide helmet popped inside my ass and I could feel the width of his shaft expand my anus.I gasped and squeeled.They laughed. Jerome the loudest."Oh fuck!" I heard the voice behind me say as he docked, his hips touching my buttcheeks, then he slid out a little and powered back, thrusting deep.I gasped again."What I tell you,. .... I hopped over a six foot fence like an Olympic athelete, and had these Asian hands lightly going over my shirtless chest like a sex machine personified. Lisa's "light touches" weren't awesome. They were BEYOND awesome. I had never felt anything like that in my life. I felt young again. Lisa handed me a bottle of SPF 30 to start things off, and even as my hands relished her body, I was maybe more drawn to her open mouth. Lisa looked SO sexeeee! Kissing her while. "Michael frowned and said, "Yes I did and I am, but I assumed you werethinking about me. I am your boyfriend after all." I do think of you sometimes but other times I find something differentto think about," Phillip said. "I wouldn't need to if you wanted to havesex more often and didn't stink of fags." He turned and left the lounge,storming upstairs to the bedroom. Michael sighed and sat down at thecomputer to Google "relationship help" and "quit smoking."About an hour later Michael walked. He sits on the edge of the bed and tells me to come stand in front of him. I walk around the bed and stand in front of him. He reaches out and grabs my wrist and pulls me to him, pulling me down till I am lying across his lap with my ass in the air. He gentle caresses my butt. First one cheek, then the other. I feel his hand draw back and brace myself. He says “You know what’s coming, right?”“Yes,” I reply.“What?” He knows if he doesn’t make me say it, that I will think I have the upper hand..