That meant some of us were good at something and the others thought they were but we all had that much in common..and we had a good time. this was man... years ago so you can imagine the stigma that would be put on us had we shown any interest in m2m sex. queers were queers and we were all young macho guys (no one knew what the hell "macho" was then, of course)..we played ball and talked about girls and were just normal teens, albeit in a military school for boys - a good military school.there. He groaned and lurched forward trying to get more of his dick into my mouth. The sudden movement caugh me by surprise and I gagged and took his cock out of my mouth. Looking down at his massive spit covered tip I couldn't help myself. I swallowed the whole tip. Filling my mouth with this strangers flesh. As I started to bob up and down on the head he started thrusting with my movements sliding more and more of his cock down my throat.Feeling his dick hit the back of my mouth I went into a cock. " You don't have to do that," Mike repeated."It's not a case of have to," Mark told him. "It's a case of want to, neighbor."Both Mike and Kirsten were subdued Friday night, after Tiffany and Henry were in bed. Since Saturday was going to be a big day, they went to bed early, but sleep wouldn't come. "I can't believe it," Kirsten said, laying there in the dark. "This is our last night here. Think of everything that's happened to us in this house, in this room." Going on ten years," Mike agreed.. We’ll have to use the plastic one – the littlest plastic one – not the average sized one. There. Doesn’t that look nice? I’ll be going out with the girls tonight. I think I might just pick up some hunk and get laid. I’m a little horny, and we both know you can’t help that, can you? Your tongue? Your tongue?? Your pathetic little tongue isn’t any better than your dicklet. No, I’ll have to go find a real man with a real cock that can plough me properly. My pussy is hot and wet, just waiting to be.