. yeah ... butt-fuck me! Make me your bitch!” Shawn encouraged me as I cornholed him, not showing even slight hesitation about the gay sex between u....“This is my boi pussy, ain’t it, pussy boi?” I played with words a bit, knowing that he’d catch on for sure.“Yes, sir, it ... is! I’m your bum boy and you know it!” Shawn confessed as I ravaged his butthole.“Deanna, slide underneath Shawn and give him something to do with his dick while I plunder his booty!” I instructed my rather statuesque. "Check the dock!" he called to Jeff."Good idea!" Jeff said, grinning, and I shivered a little. He swam right out to the dock, then hurried around it. He held up my bikini. I checked his watch, and blushed. "10 minutes," I called out."You have to stay naked for 10 minutes?" Rick asked, grinning."Uh... no," I admitted. "You found it in 10 minutes. I can't put it on for 20 minutes!"Jeff came and retrieved his watch, and we all swam out to the dock."Will you do a dive for us now?" Rick asked. The defined line of his jaw was set and its muscle flexed. Having made it off the dance floor and away from the mass of people, he finally turned to look at her. His blue eyes were like glacier daggers. Under their piercing glare, her heart caught in her throat. His anger was frightening but his sexiness never more present. The heated flow of blood to his face deepened his tanned coloring. His shirt highlighted the toned definition of his chest and shoulders, almost straining across his biceps.. "Knock it off back there!" Mrs. Hailey, our English teacher, turned around from the whiteboard she was writing on. "Mr. Ford, is there a problem?"She was staring at me and I shook my head."Good ... Now, the difference between a simile and a metaphor is..."Blah blah blah ... I shoulda known better than to tell my friends about that blue chick I'd met Tuesday night. They hadn't believed any of it, of course, and now they wouldn't let it go. They were still virgins though, so what could you.