I couldn't take anymore, I moved my face down, hoping to catch watch some in my mouth. I remember cumming so fucking hard! Quick spurts shoot from my ...ock to my face; hitting my forehead and cheeks and I lick some of it off. My orgasm makes me collapse, I even leak more from his cock. The realization hits me of what is happening to me; the shame of the whole thing, how dirty it was, that taboo that follows a hick, Christian town. What would our other friends think? What would are parents think?. Don't you think?" "Not bad at all!" He said and this time he was smiling from ear to ear. He took a couple more hits and passed it to me. I stood in the kitchen just puffin away, plump titties just waiting to be touched but he was a slow one... "You want to touch them?" I said...I thought for sure I was gonna have to take his hands and show him how but he finally caught on. He was a shy one, he walked closer and reached out his hand to touch my nipple but pulled away quick. "I don't think I. That was an understatement. Anyway, after a couple more drinks, the French girl asked if I was having a party at my flat. Before I could reply, my ex suggested we should go back to mine. All of us! Including the young geeky guy! I had nothing else to do so, in a cab we went. I lived on the 21st floor of a block of flats, and the lift was working. By the time we got into my flat, I didn't know what was going to happen. I was in my place with a hot French woman and my sexy-looking ex. And the. Roger almost immediately began saying things to me like, how good it was, how he couldn’t wait for our next time. I was so afraid someone else might hear. When I told him I didn’t want to again, Roger said that if I didn’t let him suck me off, he would tell everyone I was Gay and gave HIM a blowjob. I just didn’t know any better, I didn’t know what else to do. He started sucking my cock and swallowing my cum every night after work from then on out. Honestly though, I secretly loved it, what.