Happy reading!Two hours had easily gone by and I was still inside the boys hostel. I still could not believe I was being used as a paid street whore, ...y boys of my son’s age. I was blinking faster now and I felt scenes flashing in front of my eyes with each blink. It was like watching a movie in 2x speed.The 4 boys had taken turns on me multiple times and they all came inside me more than once. They never cared about using a condom and I don’t think they ever wanted to either. They just wanted. "Uh sure Greg, come on in the kitchen."We walked into the kitchen and I took a seat at the table while she went to the fridge for my drink."Coke or water?"I looked at her, standing there in her short tennis skirt and while blouse. She was sweat stained from her tennis games but right then she looked beautiful to me. Her hair was done up in her trademarked ponytail that she had pulled through the back of an Oakland Raiders baseball cap. She was absolutely radiant."Greg! Coke or water?" Oh,. I was getting used to their aggressive manner and I enjoyed being sexually submissive to them. For some reason they also enjoyed being dominant to white men like me and looking down at me as I sucked their cocks and balls.I was also enjoying drinking their piss more and more, and finally realized why. I had come to enjoy that moment when their cocks throbbed, and I felt the force of their plentiful, thick semen shooting into my mouth, and then enjoyed the taste and texture of it as I swallowed. After a fresh intake in our company, there were five fresher in my team and my PM wanted me to give them training. One of those five was a hot guy. He has muscular body and rest was girls. As usual my male team members started to flirt with those girls and volunteered to train those girls. None were ready to train this guy, perhaps they were jealous of his physic. So he was sitting next to me with notes in his hand. He was writing down everything I was teaching him. I thought of having fun with.