My dick still throbbed with the excitement of the blowjob he had given me in the car half an hour ago. I owed him. And I was ready to pay my debt.I wa... ecstatic. I looked down at my sleeping big brother and wanted his cock in my mouth. I was fascinated by his huge man meat and wanted to explore every each of it. I wanted to cum on his washboard stomach, instead of spewing onto my own. It was so cool; that we could do all of this together and not be gay. It doesn’t make any sense I suppose, but. "YES!" she squeaked as her whole body jerked, her pussy clamping around my cock. I stroked once, twice, a third time, my hands squeezing her tits, covering both of us with her milk, before my own climax was beyond holding back."Fuck!" I grunted as I jerked, pumping my cock into her so hard I lifted her from the ground, pinning her against the back of the building. Her arms wrapped around my back and pulled my chest to hers, driving her tits and hard nipples into my chest as our bodies jerked. But my parents had insisted; both for different reasons. My mom saw it as a way to make friends (something I hadn't been able to do my first year here) and my dad wanted me to follow in his footsteps...even in this. So of course I was here. I was nothing if not the loyal son. The sheep that followed. Always followed. I guess that personality trait would come in handy in the next few days and during the hazing process if I was picked.Today we were doing tours of the houses. Right now we were. “Do not cum yet! Pull yourself off the plug. Remove it from the glass and spread your ass and pussy open for them to see and cum to”, The Voice bellowed. I had become so well trained that I followed the command instantly.Suddenly cum shot from every direction on the outside of the glass. These men were all masturbating together and load and load of thick, frothy white cum covered the glass. What more could follow this? But, I knew The Voice, always had many unusual ideas of his own and.