What's up?" Not much. Come on in." He led her through the basement into the apartment. "If you're looking for Sophie, she's not here." That's fine, yo...'ll do," she giggled. Warren took her coat and they sat down on the couch. "I'm just looking for a shoulder to cry on." You know mine's always available. What's wrong?" Have you talked to Crash?" Not in the last two weeks or so. He's due home tomorrow. Why, what's up?" Well, it's over. Crash and I, I mean. We broke up last weekend." Excuse me?. It hadn't been too bad, but the blood in her urine had been noticed when they catheterized her."She wants to leave," insisted Ken."She shouldn't even be conscious!" exclaimed Dr. Waters."Well I am," said Jane, her voice barely a whisper, "and I want to leave." We have a private clinic that will see to her," insisted Ken for about the third time."You can't move her," argued the doctor. "Don't you understand you could cause irreversible brain damage? There was massive trauma where she was hit --. Within minutes we were enjoying a 69. As we continued, John asked me to rim his ass. I got off him and went behind him as he knelt over the back of the sofa. I tentatively stuck my tongue out and started to lick his ass. As i got more into it, i started to lick his ass harder while wanking his cock and then i gently inserted a finger. John showed his appreciation by relaxing some more and allowing my finger to go in all the way to the knuckle.I carried on alternating between sucking Johns cock. Also keep in mind that I did not write this as it happen. I wrote it years later (many years later) I have to admit that I may have flowered it. I do look back on it with a lot of pleasant memories. I hope I did not leave anything out.I am told confession is good for the soul, OK, here it is... This confession is about the time that I had my first Gang-Bang, if it was a rape or not I just do not know. I do not think so; it cannot be considered a rape as I see it, because how can you boy or boys.