I was experimenting with flexing my pecs to see if I could make the guitarist symbol look like it was strumming. All right, that had been Chantelle’... suggestion. Then I’d been goaded on by Desi, Remas, Rachel, and Livy in our hotel room. The rest of our pod had to get their digs in after we ate dinner Sunday night. I’m not sure yet why looking at Desi’s tat on the inside of her upper arm or mine on my chest required us to both be completely naked but I didn’t object when the rest of the girls. He ate my ass very well, making me moan, he pulled my cock as he did it which was hanging over the side of the desk. I knew I was going to cum, and moaned loudly which made him stop. “No cumming for you yet ok, I will tell you when you can.” With that he turned me over so I was sat on his desk and he kissed me hard, I could taste my ass on him. He pushed me back so I was lying on my back, he pushed my legs up for me to hold and went to work on my ass again, this time fingering it and licking. As I pull him back out you beg me not to stop, you beg me to put it back inside. “Fuck me Mike! Fuck me like a dirty bitch!” That’s all I needed to hear, with one hard thrust I drive my entire length balls deep inside your pussy. Your moan turns to a scream and your hands clench so hard, it’s as if you trying to break my own. I wasn’t sure if that was enough to make you cum so I continue to pound your pussy over and over. You become inaudible as you can decide whether to moan or scream or talk. ” He sat back down next to me, his guitar brushing the side of my smooth, exposed legs. I could tell he was getting hot because I was only in briefs. “Dude, have you done pot? I got a little from a guy at school. Maybe we could try it. My mom wont be home all day.” “Sure, why not.” I didn’t really care because this could be my in with him. Keating got up and dug through his backpack for a wrinkled piece of paper. He pulled a match from the top drawer of his desk and lit it. “Here, take a puff.”.