“Who is this,” the candylicious voice asked.“This is Ahmad Kelly. Is this Kijani?”“Yeah, daddy! It’s me!”“I got your message. What’s...up?”“I just wanted to say you be workin’ my girl out.”“Okay. You not trying to blackmail me or nothin’, are you?”“No, sir! I was just hoping you might wanna do me like that one day.”“Uh. What do you mean,” the jarhead asked.“Never mind. I just thought I seen you lookin’ at me. Forgive me. I’ll let you go.”“Hang on a minute. You saw me checking you out?”“Yeah!”“I’m. She kissed me. It was a short and sweet one. I returned it back with more passion. After we broke it, we exchanged looks and she directed me to the backstage area of the auditorium where we started again. We went into one of the changing rooms in backstage.“Mmm. Damn.”“Yeah. You want me?” She said, teasingly, biting her lip. At this time my penis was erect. She took her top off, showing her bra. She turned around and ground her voluptuous ass on my erection. She was wearing yoga pants.“Oh…” I. What could I do? I waited as they both dropped their pants, and I couldn’t help noticing that my stepbrother was longer than his friend, but his friend was thicker by a long shot.I did what I had to do and halfway through I felt my brother’s friend’s hands on my head. He forced my head down and while Eugene watched and I begged him for help, my mouth was raped for the first time. Soon my stepbrother got up the courage to enjoy the feel of his teenage cock violating my terrified oral orifice,. Mom and Dad also recommended a jeweler for me to visit on Saturday. Dad recommended the jewelry store on Main Street in New Holland. The lady who owned it was a good client of Dad's and promised to help me chose the perfect engagement ring for Penny.I woke up Saturday morning to the noise of three small boys trying to be quiet. A loud "SSSSHHH!" woke me up."Di'n't know Unka Ky come home dis weekend," one twin commented."Make 'tuffed Fwench toast?" another voice asked. I was pretty sure it was.