Then, he put his hand in mine. Now, as I said, I wasn't a physical coward, so I wasn't scared, but I was curious. "What's up, man," I said. Brad had a...ways seemed a little different. More neat and conscientious about his appearance. We had sometimes teased him about it. But I liked him. His values seemed right and proper to me, so I wasn't having a real cow right now. "Can we walk over to the motor pool, for a while?", he asked. I said sure, and he squeezed my hand. Whatever. He wasn't going to. I'm not pissed...I justfeel...uh, sick. Yeah, sick. I don't really feel up to it. We'll hangon some other night." Steve gave me a weak smile. He was clearly a bitworried now.Climbing down the steps from the bus, I walked slowly toward my house.The boots clicking on the pavement with each step I took did nothing tomake me feel better about my situation.As I entered my home, I became aware of the different scale everythinghad now. Vanessa was three or four inches taller than me as it was;with her. "You really want it bad, don't you boy," Stan said.I said nothing."Get on your hands and knees," Stan said as he came up behind me." I...I..."I started."Shut up," Stan said as he spit in his hand and rubbed the saliva on the crack of my ass.I felt him put the head of his cock against my hole. He put his hands on my hips and slowly pushed into me. It hurt but felt good at the same time."You are so fucking tight, cunt," Stan said as he began to slowly fuck me. I looked at the other men and. “Shhhh, just shut up John,” she says placing a finger to her lips.She closes the door behind her and enters the cabin. She takes off her jacket and throws it on the table. Walking towards us she sheds her clothing, one piece at a time, until she is standing in front of me in nothing but her black bra and red underwear.She grabs John and kisses him passionately. I twinge of jealousy overcomes me. I grab my clothes and start to get off the floor. Tiffany puts her foot on my shoulder and.