Neeraj came back & we ended the little date. After that I send him emails in which it was me & Neeraj & Swati fucking in the same bed. Neeraj told me ...hat Swati got very aroused reading that & literally ripped his clothes off & begged him to fuck her senseless. She was becoming the kind of slut that Neeraj wanted. So he called me to his home to spend the weekend with the couple. I went there in the afternoon & we sat together & had a little chit chat & soon the conversation was of sex & blowjob. "Hey faggot like what you see" said the closet football player, Ed."I..Im not gay" Was the only thing i could say in a whisper, as i adverted my eyes quickly.The football player walked across the hall, still no pants on, and grabbed me by the shirt. "I asked you if you liked what you saw" he said through gritted teeth. When i still didnt answer he punch me in the stomach causing me to double over, putting my face in his dick."You like that dont you" Ed said and i nodded."Say it" "Yea"He pulled. The irony is that Isaac was almost lynched after earning his manhood, but doing it the right way!With upwardly mobile parents, Isaac was surburbanized as much as possible, but it didn't help him find his niche in child society. He was one of only a handful of blacks in his schools and, now, in summer camp, the same was true.Despite the cliché, Isaac was an excellent swimmer and often forayed out after bed check to get in some real challenging laps.One fateful night, after floating around. . wo ammm … ummm .. aahhhh .. uumm.. karne lagi ,,me uski pussy k pass aa kar usko kiss karne laga panty k upar se hi …ab wo kuch jyada hi … aaaaahh …. aahhhhh …. karne lagi .,meine dekha usne apni eyes band kar rakhi thi and lips ko bite kar rahi thi.Me uski pussy k lips ko kiss kar raha tha panty k upar se hi ..fir finger karne laga or slowly slowly uski panty neeche karne laga nd remove kardi ..now she is naked ..ab uski vagina ko lick karne laga uske andar apni tongue karne laga ..wooo.