Goodlong's dick. He was stroking the length of his cock with his ass. Up and down. Up and down. They picked up their rhythm, again causing the small c...r to rock up and down.Turn him out? Becca thought again to herself as she watched Jamie ride Mr. Goodlong. Turn him out! That means turn him... turn him gay? That's what was happening here. Mr. Goodlong was going to fuck him gay. But was that possible? It sure looked like it. But if he turned gay, he wouldn't fall for her advances any more. Who. ... and came to a dead stop just inside the door.Kneeling on top of my mattress, wearing a half-cup bra that exposed her pretty pink nipples and matching pink panties so sheer that they were see-through, was DJ. She'd pulled her hair into a sky-high ponytail and beamed at me with the biggest smile, leaning forward on her hands while tucking her arms in together to lift up her tits for better viewing. "Hiya, Ben," she greeted perkily.I sighed and shook my head. "What are you doing, Deej?" I. It had to hurt like hell, but other than a little higher whine in her moaning, you’d never know that it had hurt her at all.Like I said earlier, this bitch was tough. I do have to admit though, that a big part of me really wanted to pull the whole damn hand full out just to prove a point to her, but in the end, I only took a few of them and then showed them to her as they lay there in my palm.“Is it all finally getting real to you now, pig?”“Yes Sir, very real. But a part of me wishes that you. Internally wished I had more of a social life with friends like them. I had very few friends outside the world of FaQ. One of the guys asked who the “Hottie” was referring to Debbie, I told them her name and they did a double take commenting how different she looked. Debbie's exterior did look hot. But to me it was her soul that I found attractive. The prom went well, we danced and socialized as a couple, really for the first time in front of the other students. We shined as we glided through.