I know that he didn’t have one in high school, and he didn’t mention having a girlfriend before here. He’s a freshman, like me, and we were in t...e same graduating class.’ ‘So, he might not know what he’s doing, either. Well, I hope that he’s heard enough from other guys to be able to be good for you, but, you know, sometimes a couple that doesn’t start out that good together get better together with time. Are you pretty sure that this is going to happen?’ ‘I don’t know, I think so, but I just. Delirious rapture flooded through me. A euphoric tsunami that swept through my body, leaving me quivering in abject delight. My eyes rolled back into my head as the rapture surged harder and harder through me.My pussy milked their dicks. And they responded.They both slammed into me at almost the same moment, impaling me on their dicks. I spasmed between them as their hot cum spurted into my body. My bowels and pussy drank in their seed. My orgasm burned hotter and hotter as my boys worshiped. The good thing about this dressing up of these muscular, young man-whores was that they were provided with real clothes, not some cheap porn version. So you could decide to use them – in your imagination to start with – as sex objects if that was your thing, or treat them just as officials. They were elaborately polite in the preliminaries – nothing overt. Although the smell of their cologne was always underpinned by a subtle smell of shit or piss which seduced me, at least, into fervently and. Being Merv, he was indeed taken aback at the deluge of folks that started to flood the area and off course the female contingent that followed and Merv knew that life would never be the same. Boys always made do with whatever was at hand and pissed in the wind when they had to and dumped in the long drops that the councils had provided. Alcohol was always on demand from being a casual "hey mate got any spare beers" to becoming a commodity he provided at a reasonable fee however slightly steeper.