Debi hesitated. “Open your top, or I’ll do it for you!” Bob said. So, Debi started to unbutton her top. When she was finished, she pulled her bl...ck, lacy bra down, allowing her pert, 36A, little titties to pop out. There were wows from all of the guys. One guy said “Hell, that definitely is no male!” Bob took Debi’s hand and started to lead her to the back room, sating “Lets you and me go have some fun, cunt!” They got to the back room door and Bob told her to wait there a second. He went over. Yet, nothing happened; everyone was cheerful, as if Bruce returning home drunk had never happened.The next few days were filled with plenty of chores; cleaning out an old shed, painting a fence, and mowing the lawn. The work wasn't difficult, just time consuming. Jeff and Devon could've completed the tasks in half the time if they would have spent less time fartin' around and more time working.Sprucing up the shed turned out to be more fun than Devon had first thought possible. The boys. About me: I am a 20-year-old guy with a slim body, 5’11” height and surprisingly an 8-inch cut cock with a huge pink mushroom head. For the first few times I rubbed against his back, I apologized and then I stopped talking. After a few rubs against the guy’s back, my cock was almost solid hard. I knew he was feeling it too. I was afraid and excited at the same time.But all my fear was thrown out into super horniness after what the guy did. He kept one of his and behind him and started to rub. He didn't even kiss me before he fucked me. Not that I cared, I didn't! I still liked Ted as a friend, my buddy, but that's all we would ever be. There was absolutely no emotional connecting, not for me.What can I say about JR? He has to be the most loving, caring, human being on the planet. He knew how I felt; he must be able to read my mind. JR let me go, gave me the freedom to do what I wanted to, and maybe needed to, to answer many questions about myself. He did it unselfishly and even gave.