Shay, the drama queen (and one of the two admitted fags), stood up and starting reciting Edgar Allan Poe, high as a kite. His arms would flail and his...head would rock from side to side as he affected some half-British, half-midwest accent that always cracked everybody up. I think he always did this half for attention, half because he loved poetry and half because he enjoyed cracking us all up. The attention and cracking us up part are pretty much the same thing, I guess."Lo, tis a gala. Woh mere chumme ka aur mere haatho ke chune ka respond kar rahi thi.Mai beech beech mai gayatri ke gaal pe kiss karta. Uske neck pe kiss karta. Usse kiss karte karte uske chest tak aa gaya. Mai gayatri ke nipples ke unliyo mai le k pinch aur rum karna laga. Gayatri ke nipples sensitive the aur woh mere iss harkat se moan karne lag gayi thi.Mai gayatri ke nipples ko chatna shuru kar diya. Fir baari baari uske nipples muh mai le ke chusta aur bite karta. Gayatri apne masti mai moan karte jaa rahi. ?Yefff FIR!? I replied.?I can’t hear you, BOY? He said, laughing even harder.I tried to tell him ?Anything SIR? but it only came out as muffled gag speak.I had pretty much forgotten about my nipples at that point, until they both came alive with pain at the same time as he plucked the pegs off. The sensation was so intense and I was so overstimulated that I almost ejaculated just from that, but I didn’t quite make it.I felt him working his hand between my legs and suddenly felt his finger. I was able to suckle Gloria's breasts from time to time as wemasturbated together; this turned her one and encouraged her to rub hershecock more vigorously against mine, stimulating me.Eventually, we both came; great fountains of cum over one another and thebed. Neither of us minded about that; and it was fun to shower togetherafterwards."Hold me and sleep with me tonight," Gloria whispered to me. "I don'twant to be alone tonight." There was fear and apprehension in her voice.The next morning.