I was starting to feel very violated so I tried to stay away from him. As the night went on, we ate our food and the adults started to drink. They soo... got drunk and very loud. I was left cleaning things up. As I walked by Bill to get into my house I felt him grab my butt. I looked at him and he just winked. When I finally got inside I shudder from the grope. I went back outside to check how everyone was doing. Seeing that everything was running smoothly, I sat down. I noticed that all of the. Why? Because we were both dating someone else at the time.But I knew he felt the same way. It was an instant connection for us. We became inseparable best friends and spent hours on the phone, telling each other everything and anything.A few months later, we had both broken off our relationships but were leery about dating each other. So, he found a new girlfriend, and I found a new boyfriend. And we continued to spend as much time with each other as possible. The other relationships didn’t. It was surreal.Alana reached up to remove Mavericks hat, but Maverick held it tight."What's wrong?" she asked, with genuine concern. "It's fine, Maverick. I like you," she said in a quiet, private kind of way. "I know you're a girl, you know," she whispered.Maverick reluctantly let it go. Alana removed her hat carefully, as she would with a wild horse. It was a symbolic gesture. She wanted to show Maverick that she cared for her and respected her secret."You really are a cute boy," she smiled. Just when I was about to cum the cab driver switched to giving me a handjob, I thought no fair, but the strong jerking hand around my dick felt great. In the background I heard whistling and someone yell “Look at sissy squirt.” For the hour I was manhandled by at least 5 guys. There were hands squeezing my nipples, hands rubbing my crotch, playing with my balls, hands groping my butt. I had been tea-bagged a dozen times and all the time I heard laughing. In a dull sl**py haze, I felt like I was.