Turn here." They went down a dark and dank tunnel. The Senior of the two paused before a heavy door. "We always have two of the order to do this. One ...o milk and one to pray." Before we go in there, I must warn you, that it, he, is dangerous, that is why he is chained. But he knows what his behavior should be, to get his treat, which he always gets if he does what he's told. I'll be in charge, and I will do all that is needed. This is just a demonstration of the 'milking' we are called to do.. I went right over there and they had finished sucking each other at this point.When I arrived I commented on how unusual this was for me to see this and one of the guys said it must have been ok because of the precum on the end of my dick. I didn't even know this had happened. His friend asked me to sit down with them for a bit and I did.The next thing I knew, I had 2 guys stroking my cock.It felt great and here I was in the open getting a hard on by 2 guys and for anyone to see.I thought. For seconds after he had pulled out he collapsed over her, crushing her tits against the hard table, but she showed no sign of discomfort and from her mouth dribbled a tide of saliva. He then lifted her up and carried her into the bedroom. Howard followed but he was like a spirit, totally invisible to both wife and lecturer. The wife was dumped onto the bed and the lecturer removed what clothes he still had on and then fell onto those wobbling mounts of flesh, almost devouring the hardened. Anything to get away from the truth.Together, we walked over to the food court. I looked up at him, my brother. The brother who had lost everything. I thought that the journey I had been a part of had been hard. But I realized he was having to withstand even more than I did. Being constantly switched from grade to grade, and having to know new people who were not even his age. Especially this year when we got back to France. He had been supposed to graduate the past year. But he hadn't, because.