We changed, putting on the short little skirts, the white blouses, and the socks. Under that we were wearing white underwear. Anna had been to the roo... before for this guest and told me he was easy enough to please, I was to 'follow her lead'.We entered the room and found him sitting on the sofa. He was in his early forties I would say. Tall, with sandy coloured hair. He was quite respectable looking. I could imagine him as a schoolteacher. Big glasses, with wider frames then normal helped add. “What?”“We gotta get you laid. You’re gonna be on the teamnow. We gotta find a girl for you to fuck.”“You do?” Ethan said, choking on the words.“Hell yeah. We can’t have any damn virgins on the team.Shit, you’d be the only one. Besides, you wanna knowsomething?”“What?”“Guys skate better when they get fucked the nightbefore a game,” Darien said. “I mean, it’s true. Lookat our team. Most of the. Each thrust into Chris’ hole opened him more and soon he was writhing and rotating his ass in unison with the thrusts into it. His cock was pressing against the leather of the seat and leaving it slick with precum. Nothing had ever felt so good! The stud master had now become lover as he passionately kissed and licked Chris’ face and neck and slid his gloved hands under the open leather vest to squeeze his boy tits and roll their erect, ringed nipples between leather-encased fingers. Chris. For us, for me anyway, it was a big thing, a thing no one tells you how to do. You can read about sex in books, with all the diagrams you could want. I’d had those insane lessons from our fusty, ancient, chemistry teacher. Why would a guy who rode to school on a pushbike with a handlebar basket and wore his pants over his shirt so the waist band showed, have any idea about sex? He was embarrassing and embarrassed, as were all the boys in our class in an all boys school.The hell with the.