His cock was throbbing just waiting for me to grab it and take control of it. I pulled his y-fronts down a little and his cock sprung out of them. I...pulled them further down and they also fell to the floor with his pants. I wrapped my hand around his cock and began to stroke it nice and slowly, running my hand over the head of his cock and then back down his nice long shaft. While I was doing this John was doing the same, undoing my pants, dropping them to the floor and pulling my hard cock. Oli was still on the floor on his back, one hand pulling on his meat, and the other stroking his balls and every so often moving up to his chest to toy with his nipples. All the other guys were looking at him and looking at each other, all almost in the same pose; their right hands wrapped around their dicks, and their left hands holding their balls. One guy, I think his name was Hamilton as I remember Oli calling him sometime earlier; was a little shorter than the rest of us, and had a very. I was imaging that hot cock inside my body. I squeezed Hubby’s cock, his hand on mine.I looked around the room and saw totally fixated eyes of men and women some in partial state of undress, some couples actually doing lap fucking…the women so turned on by the scene and the sounds of ecstasy making them too hot to wait to cum themselves…it was a scene of total orgy. I was patient, though wet and hot, and wanted to experience the whole show. In the background on the stage I heard the “hee. I sat on the bleachers and waited. I put my shoes on in the meantime. The bell rang at 5pm and I walked back to the boy’s locker room.Mr. Crocker sat right in front of the door. ‘Where were you,’ I asked.‘Basketball practice was cancelled,’ he said.‘Then why didn’t anyone tell me,’ I asked.‘Because we need to talk,’ Mr. Crocker said.‘Look, I’m sorry for being late,’ I sighed. ‘I just gotta get myself together.’‘I know,’ he said. I looked up, surprised. ‘That’s not what I wanted to talk to you.