This can be very frustrating for a closet gay like me as I have to try not to give myself away. I thought I was all on my own. Oh how wrong I was. I s...are a dormitory with one other boy called Ben. We’re both sixteen but our physical appearances are different. He’s a bit smaller than I am. I’m six foot one with brown hair and a reasonably good body. He’s five foot nine with blond hair and his body is in great shape. He’s always talking about his girlfriend and how he’s always getting laid and I. At night, whenKate's reading or watching television I'm either on my knees beside herchair or curled up on the floor in front of her. She likes to warm her feeton my belly. Once in a while she slip me a doggy treat. I eat dog food lacedwith vitamins. I'm not allowed to talk unless in response to a directquestion.A month ago she called the house and I heard her tell me to pick up thephone, something I'm not allowed to do normally. She told me that she wasgoing out of town on business and. Get to know each other first. Don’t worry, we can afford it. So whaddya say?” Despite my misgivings, I said “Dinner sounds good, but with no promises after.” “You’re on!” replied Dana. “How about Friday night? Do you like steak?” Friday evening came none too fast. Dana continued her in-class teasing and exhibitionism, and Lydia started in also. I quickly found out that they both had the same shy smile, the same sized boobs, and both had hairless pussies. Their boobs were beautiful, though. A few more strokes and I’d have dirtied her hands and stole and my jeans and what not! But she stopped after rolling up and down after about three or four times. Her act, while going up my dick, had some of the precum sticking to her right hand’s fingers.It was getting just too much for me. She slowly withdrew her hand back, and I immediately took mine inside the stole to adjust myself. I had given her more than what she had given me. I had only seen her, but she had touched and felt me. Now, I.