He selected his weapon with care. Just the correct tyep of whippy but powerful cane for the LastInLine. He took up his stance behind Alison and drew b...ck the cane. Thwaccckkk! A sweetly delivered stroke. Alison screamed and clutched her bottom. "No girl - you must not do that. I know you have never been caned before, but if you reach behind with your hands I may catch your fingers and I do not want to do that. Clutch onto the legs at the front and be a good girl".Again and again the cane sang. I dressed and climbed out of the window and down the street and into the school as if just arriving. Later that day rumour had it, that there was another gay boy in the school, giving blow jobs in the boys toilets, that was it, laughable, but an end to my looking at the boy’s cocks. I was aching for the real thing now, as all the masturbation could not answer what sex was really like, so one night I plucked up the courage to go over to the man opposite (I considered him a man because of his. Nathan answered for both of them since the lady was being nice and hadn't acted like she disapproved of them. "Yes, Kathy's my sister, an' I'm her brother, but we're married. Now she's my wife, an' I'm her husband. But, we were boyfriend and girlfriend first. Is there some reason you asked that?"Allison fought the emotional drain on her. She didn't want to go under again. It was important that she explain who she was. They could talk about the other things later. Right now, nothing should take. I felt it slide out a bit, the foreskin catching on my lips and rolling over the head, then it thrust back in and unrolled again. I felt a hand on the back of my head and suddenly the cock was rubbing further inside me, I had to suppress gagging against every quick thrust, the warm cock filling my mouth and throat. Then suddenly it was pulled out, leaving my mouth gaping and spit hanging from my lips. And just as suddenly my head was pulled to my left and another cock was shoved into it. This.