The gaming tables were busy, the bar even more so. Girls came and went, carrying trays of drinks, trays of finger food. Introductions were made, cards...exchanged. Julie took a glass from a passing tray, in doing so, her strap slipped. She let it be, allowing it to slip even further, the aureole of her nipple just visible. Sue stood, her feet parted, ensuring those who cared to look could she her pussy, still lightly veiled by her gossamer panties. The girls had the attention of several men, who. I was angry and told her to go away. “Awwww” she said and moved my hands and grabbed my cock. “Let me see” she said as she ran her nails lightly down its length. I’m not sure how I didn’t shoot right there and then but my shrinking erection suddenly sprang back to life. She gripped my cock and ever so slowly began stroking it. “Lay back” she said and I didn’t waste a second moving flat onto my back. She took my cock into her mouth and slowly started sucking me off. “You’re bigger than I. And from what I heard, Brad has been after Jimmy for months. I don't know how he got Elliott and Driscoll to play along but as far as I'm concerned they got what they deserved. Every one of them outweighs Jimmy by a good thirty pounds; Driscoll by more than that." No," I said quietly. "They didn't get what they deserved. Nobody deserves what I did to Brad." I got up, picked up my books and left."Jimmy, wait," Susan called."Let him go," I heard Bob say. "We've already talked about this but he's. We didn’t see each other often, usually only one weekend or so per month and a week during summer vacation, but when we were together we had a blast. It might be fishing, hunting, hopping trains down behind his house or playing catch with the rotten eggs we found in my great grandma’s barn but whatever we did, it wasn’t boring. By the time I was sixteen years of age or older, we started sneaking peaks at my dad’s girly magazines. We were pretty naïve about sex and our sexuality but we were sure.