Luckily, the house was huge as well. Chaz and I arrived around nine and the place was already crowded. The music was loud, and upon entry, our gorge...us hostess shouted to us about a bunch of rooms in the basement with all the contraband one might need. I took this to mean drugs, so I intended to stay upstairs for the majority of the buildup to midnight. I lost Chaz fairly early on as he knew quite a few of the party goers. So it was easy for me to follow when, around 11, our dark haired. I had to sit up to get a better view of these three big black cocks glistening in the African sun as they continued to grow in size assisted by hand stimulation. The movement of my sitting up must have woken them. Thembu smiled when he saw me staring at their actions and was amused by me playing with my small white cock. He woke his wanking mates and pointed to my small erect white cock. “Have you ever seen such a small erect cock on a 13 year old boy?” he asked.“I have never seen a white. For some reason you come out of the bar to find me, as I’m supposed to be getting ready and meeting you there. You wonder what can be taking me so long? So, you come upstairs and let yourself into our room. You stand and watch me for a little while, aroused by the unexpected sight of me touching myself, blissfully unaware of your presence. You come over to the bed and kiss me deeply. We spend some time kissing and touching each other, before you push me back and hold me down. You can kiss me. Do you understand?” I nodded my head quickly in agreement, feeling the juices leak down the insides of my thighs. “I said, do you understand me?” I answered, “Yes, Sir.” “Good,” he answered before gently tracing his finger up the inside of my thigh, through the leaking juices. I wiggled and squirmed hoping his fingers would reach my burning clit, aching for touch and release. However, this displeased Sir… “You naughty, filthy slut. How dare you disobey me and move without being told?” I was.