Thevibrations on the coffee table triggered something in me. It brought backa memory I was trying to forget.**I am sitting on my couch watching Americ...n Idol with my roommate. We'vebeen living together for a year. I had an open room to sublet so I put anadd out on Craigslist. After meeting her at the house, we hit it off. Ofcourse she friend-zoned me pretty hard. After all I was her roommate. Iwas currently trying to claw my way out of the friend-zone. Tonight wasAmerican Idol night. Nothing. My arms reached up and my hands landed in his hair. When he felt this, he pressed into my mouth further. His tongue fought furiously with mine. He started to press the lower half of his body into my crotch, which was on fire by now. I felt his erection through his beach shorts. I gasped against his lips. With that, as though realising what he had just done, he broke the kiss off. We didn’t move…merely rested against each other, foreheads pressed together, catching our breaths. ‘Shit…’ I heard. Helplessly trapped I ha to endure the sex act in tormenting agony. Joseph exploded first and pulled from my anus, his sperm running out around Brad's penis. Brad released my hands and I stretched out, he rolled over till I was under him and with a vengeance Brad rammed into my butt till he too erupted in my rectum. Brad pulled from my butt and stood by the bed as I whimpered and withered. Brad slowly walked out of the room and Joseph climbed up on my butt, he entered my anus with no. And you know what?.... For some odd reason, the more you need to pee, the thirstier you become. Not sure if that happens with everyone, but it sure seems to be the case with ladies on the boat with me. The four of us are sitting on the bench seat in the back of the boat just laughing and giggling about our situation at the moment, but I'm not sure how long until we are no longer laughing and giggling. The guys decide that we should take a little run up river since we have about two hours to.