I didn't know the other 3 boys, but they all seemed nice enough. It was almost 2am, and we were all freezing. We had been out since about 7, and by mi...night we were getting bored, so John suggested a game of truth or dare. When it got to my turn, I decided to go for a dare. I had secretly been wishing someone would dare me to kiss Leah, and it seemed like my wish came true."Do I get a kiss then?" she said. I leant in and gave her a light kiss on the lips, and pulled quickly away. I am really. We'd been touching, looking, and playfully fondling one another throughout dinner when the desert cart was wheeled over to us. Almost at once I knew what it was Dana would order."Ah, I'd like the strawberries and cream please!" she told the waitress. I went along with that because it sounded good for several reasons. I had gone back to fingering Dana's incredibly wet creamy pussy, even while being served our desserts. And I don't use that particular term loosely either. When Dana's pussy got. It opened and there stood a hull of a man with a mug that reminded me of the Cheshire Cat had it of found its way out of the rabbit-hole and was employed as a transsexual madam out of drag in the boudoir of a Vegas whore house. He beamed a full smile and, in his trademark pleading tone, welcomed me into his room. The room was bare except for a large T.V. and a bed. I felt immediately gift wrapped in other people’s absentia, intensified by the floral bed covers and drawn curtains which were. . happening. Oh my god your dick feels so good. It's filling my throat, and I can't stop jerking my cock. What is happening to me? I feel like... like I'm high. I'm high on your cock. I'm cock drunk. That must be it.I don't care any more. I've reached the point of no return. This is coming now and I have to just accept it. I pull my head off your dick with a gasp and stand up on my knees, my cock directly above yours. I see that look on your face, but I can't quite tell what it means. I don't.