He knew he was teasing me, and continued to rub his bulge. As I watched with rapt attention, the bulge began to grow until the front of his khakis was...stretched up like a tent.I hadn't even realized that I still had my hand raised until the Proctor came over to see what it was that I wanted. I was so flustered that I couldn't even remember what my question was any longer. Before I got back to work, I glanced over at Ty, who smiled and gave his tented crotch one more rub for my benefit.After. 00 pm we were in bed my half past, from that time Mike was like glue either his cock was in my cunt or my mouth he was sucking his cock or he was sucking mine. He asked me if I wanted to be prostitute. Mike suggested I’d take up prostitution, in the last few months he’d met younger and older men in public toilets who wanted a cum slut whore to have a cock session, if I was younger probably these men couldn’t afford what younger rent boys charged, but because I was experienced I’d be versatile. Seeing the bottle scared me, I knew instantly what he intended to do with it and I was worried that it was too big. What if it broke inside me? Why was he doing this? At that point I could have said something, I could have said No. But I didn’t, my body, my mind and my heart needed... no, craved Renaud. Was it because I was so deeply in love with this wonderful man? Or was it because I was also curious about what it would feel like to have the bottle inside me. Something deep inside me wanted. "Well, we could make out." I said shyly, I was beginning to chicken out. He made his way closer to me and pinned me against the lockers and started rubbing my thighs and kissing my neck gently, eventually finding my lips. I then dove my tounge right into his mouth, I'm sure he was surprised. As we were sloppily tounge kissing, I remembered how hard he had gotten when first kissed, I then started rubbing his crotch with my hand. Before I knew it, we were both rubbing the outlinne of our hard.