“spin around let me have a piece” the new guy said. the first guy got up and motioned for the janitor to sit on the toilet then grabbed me by the ...ack of the neck on f***efully directed me to his cock. It wasn’t as big as the first guy but it was wide k** of like a torpedo. I stroked it a few times and it got stiffer, why I was obeying these guys I don’t know. Many nights I would dream at home with my dildo going in and out of my ass dreaming I was a porno slut. Well it was finally happening. Sure enough she were'nt lying about the bloke but i was happy stood kissing and by now groping her in the middle of mustang's dance floor. after a while becky's friends turned up which i knew and she quickly put me down and denied kissing me full on that we were just saying goodbye, but it was too late they had been watching ten mins or so,they were ready to leave and since we all lived in same village we all shared a taxi. when we got back i was invited back to one of becky's friends house. “Would you like me to turn around so you can undress?” Rachel asked. “I will promise not to peek.” “Maybe you could peek…” I thought out loud, then caught myself. “I guess I’ve gotta get used to it one way or another.”“I’m going to see it anyways under the sheets…” “Still… I was always shy, even when we went…”“There’s that story,” Rachel said. “Okay, I’ll turn around but you’re going to tell me whatever you need to get off your chest.”“I don’t know…”“I have ways of making your talk.”The accent. "What?" was all she managed for a reply, hints of sadness, regret, and perhaps even a twinge of relief seeped through her quietly screeched word. Up to this point she'd held herself together, but as I stood to the side of the tub, her gaze again locked on my dick as I put my shorts back on. In that one word I'd also heard the effects of grain spirits that we had been enjoying.This was fun, Shelley had been wasted for a while, and I was at the point where I knew I couldn't drive, but could still.