They're definitely both men." I shifted my chair so that I could get a better sight of them, hoping my sun-glasses would stop them from noticing that ... was staring. Krysta too had an Adam's apple but unlike her friend she had kept her own eye-brows, just plucking the line slightly. Her long blondish hair was piled up on top of her head, secured with a large pink plastic clip. Coral pink lip-stick did not match the hair clip, and her orange-pink nail varnish on long nails clashed with both. Everyone was having a great time. Conversations buzzed all around the car over the almost muted classic rock station on the radio. Jack was on top of the world...That all changed in a heartbeat.The last things that Jack remembered for a very long time were headlights shinong into their windshield, his dad cursing as he jerked the wheel, a loud crash, excruciating pain in his back, and then darkness.The next thing Jack was aware of was a gray nothingness around him and a floating sensation.. My body kind of sagged down a bit with cum still dripping out of my cock, but there was no way they were stopping. I think they both wanted to finish at the same time. Mark had already finished once in my mouth, his cum now deep in my stomach. But Andy still had a fresh load waiting for me. I heard Mark moan ‘Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum again’. With one final last thrust I could suddenly feel a warm pulsing sensation deep in my bowels. He pushed his cock up to the hilt, almost as if he was trying to. My aunt went back to Colorado and hasn’t spoken to any of us since. My mother barely talks to me. They blame me for it. My uncle was a good man, a pillar of the community. I can see the blame in their eyes. I blame myself. Maybe it’s stupid, but I can’t stop.”Suddenly we were both crying. There were no words. We didn’t need any. We sat with our arms around each other, our guilt pouring out of us. I clung to her and I knew that she was clinging to me. This was the thing she’d been waiting for..