Their hands now free to roam over their bodies, sliding and slowly rubbing down their wet backs. Evan's hands cupping Lana's ass cheeks squeezing and ...assaging as Lana's hands found his chest and rubbed his nipples as they both moaned in pleasure. Their kisses continued with renewed frenzy as he moved his hands to mimic Lana as he cupped her firm breasts. His forefingers and thumbs pressing and circling Lana's pert hard nipples with each hand. Lana and Evan's eyes locked as one as they grinned. "She seems to be enjoying what they're doing," the twoblushed."What are you two blushing about?" Asked TooTall as he joined us."How big is Mack's Drive shaft?" they both burst out in hystericalgiggles."Have they been drinking?" he asked."No but if what they just told me is true I might start," I said. Thenlooked to see where our girls where before opened my cell phone."Mackenzie?" Yyyyyesssss Darleeeene, ohhhhhhhhhhhhh," I looked at my phone as itsuddenly went over the intercom system. "Mack. His balls slapped into my chin as he fucked me. I don't know if it was the angle, or just time to relax, but suddenly I was taking it like a pro and wasn't gagging a bit. I kept twerking my ass on the twink and judging by how I could feel his hand go down to jerk his cock, he was enjoying it. I took the opportunity to finally try to feel up the hockey player. I was so desperate to know what he looked like and every time I tried to touch him on my accord he would slap my hands away. Would he be. Yet it’s with great regret that I must retire from The Game. Samuel Xavier is my name. I’m many things. A writer, an adventurer, an activist and a college student. The truth is that I’m more than all of the above. A big and tall young black man of Haitian descent living in Brockton, Massachusetts. Troublemaking is the nature of my game. What is The Game? The madness in which a select group of men and women must live. We who were born different. We’re a smart, resilient and highly adaptable.