I dared a little more and kissed him on the neck, sucking lightly on the little spot behind his ear. I heard Ethan moan a little in his sleep, looking...down I saw that he was getting hard, it was all the encouragement that I needed. I kept on exploring his hard body with my mouth. Grazing my lips on his neck, I went down to his chest, kissing every single part of it, not missing anything, I gave a little more attention to his nipples, flicking my tongue over them. ‘Oh fuck Emma,’ I heard Ethan. So it happened one day. I was feeling horny, real horny and I got hard, real fucking hard. I was sitting on the steps in front of the apartment building where I lived. Kenny was coming down the street, he was like a Ken doll for guys. Everybody knew he was queer. I was horny and needed a good cock sucking. It was prefect timing for both of us.“Hey Kenny, what are you up to man. Doing anything.”, I asked not hiding the bugle between my legs. I wanted him to see it and his eyes zeroed. That was going to be the hard way to do it, but I simply could not think of another way to do it. While I waited for the orders to "pour" in, I looked around for another programming idea.I waited for three months without hearing a word from any of the reviewers, but, finally, my break came. One of the big name reviewers liked the program and decided to feature it in his newsletter and on his web site. I had done some careful cost accounting and worked out that I could sell the program for. But I can’t sleep, I usually workout or something to tire me out before falling asleep.”“Then let’s stretch or something.”The four friends climbed out of their sleeping bags and into the frigid exposure of the unheated apartment living room. “Ok, pair up, everyone.”Michelle stood behind Stacy, and Kris stood behind Beth. Stacy and Beth began leaning to the right and Michelle and Kris held them at the hips. The only sound in the room was leveled breathing from the girls, and the light snoring of.