They make a weak attempt to applaud, although this proves difficult with only one hand free. However, I lick my lips at the sight of the five erect co...ks pointing in my direction. I glance at you and you say that it's up to me as you're well and truly shagged out for the moment. I don't need any more encouragement and scramble to the door and open it, sitting on the edge of the seat with my legs outside the car. I don't have much on by this time of course as you had my blouse unfastened before. But, that's just what happened with me. Here's how it all happened.First of all, I'm Scott and I was seventeen when this took place. We had just gotten out of school for the year, I'd finished my junior year, more than ready for my last and final year of high school, it was the beginning of summer and I was headed over to my girlfriend Julia's house.She lives with her mom but since her mom works, I knocked and waited, then used my key to the house and, as I let myself in, I heard some noise. We were just kinda grabbing each other thru the clothes in the crotch, ass. It was exciting. I went home and jacked off lots of times for sure thinking about it. So this day the I crossed the line. Even today I don’t want to say I am gay.Later in the days to come he came over to my house since we had 100% privacy. He had wanted to watch me take a shower since I had just gotten off from work (he was off that day) - so I did real quick as he starred me down and I had gotten dressed again. He just. Meanwhile Michael was looking over his badly bruised bike, and he cursed under his breath as he assessed it's condition. “You sure beat the hell out of her.” he told Danielle. “Look at all these scraps and bullet holes. I'll have to take her to the shop first thing in the morning. It's probably going to cost a fortune to get her back in shape.”“Forget that.” Rafael interrupted. “We'll get you another bike just like that one and swap out the serial numbers. No one can see this bike in.