Im going to fuck your tight little asshole, he said quietly, slowly pushing the slippery butt-plug into my ass. I gasped as the thickest part of the...plug finally slipped into my ass, and James moved it around in circles as he moved one hand underneath to rub my pussy. Holy shit, youre dripping wet! said James, sliding a finger into my pussy. Chris moved closer to me, and I took the hint, grabbing his dick and leaning down to suck it. James started to pull the plug out of my asshole, and. Someone special. He never slept well. With another sigh, he looked back to the cat. It wasn’t his cat…it lived in the building, and came and went from people’s apartments when it had the chance. They all fed it, all took care of it, and none of them cared ABOUT it. He thought he knew the feeling. The cat was gone. He harrumphed. The baby mouse still whisked aimlessly about the floor, unaware of its good fortune. But now what to do with the little fellow? Grabbing the shoebox that he kept his. We just felt really comfortable with this kind of confidence. Together at school, we had no self confidence and low self-esteem. I was the small, weak boy, and Trevor was the fat, short boy. So, I guess accepting each other's bodies around each other felt safe and stimulating. In his room, we would discuss about the school day. Who did what, who said what, who was the best in gym class, who sucked in gym class; anything we could think of. It made us feel fulfilling when we insulted. Adult magazines were scattered all over the cabin and most of his posters were wedged between the mattress and bulkhead. He hadn’t checked the room after he left Helen alone to check the engines and ship status. She’d left the locker open or hadn’t secured it and everything he’d stuffed in there had been thrown around during the short fight. Shaking his head, he spotted Helen sitting on the deck, reading a magazine and breathing hard.“I forgot to mention to secure everything before we exit.