Within a couple of minutes, their hands were busy violating my privacy. I squeezed my eyes shut in horror and shame, wishing I was dead. I felt a pair...of hands grabbing my boobs, pressing them and shaking them while another pair ventured between my legs. I kicked out hard and heard Jake scream. It was so satisfying to hear him scream, after what was being done to me. "You fucking bitch! I'll teach you a lesson" he yelled and unbuckled his belt. Mr. Smith dragged me to the edge of the bed and. As promised, I took her upstairs to my room and helped her write and send an email to Marcie.Dear Marcie,I've been friends with Sammy as long as I can remember. How long have you been his friend? We're on a date and he brought me to his room. Have you ever been in his room? We danced together four times at my mother's wedding. How many times have you danced with Sammy?I think I'm going to have a baby brother or sister soon? Do you have any brothers or sisters? Which is the most trouble?I've got. "If it's two guys -- well, they could learn that size isn't everything, that it's how you use what you've got that counts -- or something," I finished awkwardly, ignoring Matt's skeptical snort. I don't suppose anything will ever get rid of that testosterone fueled mine-is-bigger'n-yours locker-room competition. A closeted gay as a sophomore, during his Program week Matt had faced his own special challenges. Now a senior, still not formally out of the closet, he regularly defended gays from our. And then Mini winked with a wicked smile. Now Sonu had a free hand. She pulled the fabric away from the nipple and began to lick and suck on it. Mini did the same. Jolts of electricity ran through Anup’s spine and he threw his head back to savor the intense feelings. Soon he had a raging hard-on. The Sisters got rid of the Tshirt. They licked sucked and kissed Anup’s chest as their hands roamed all over his body. Anup was going wild with arousal. Sonu pushed Anup’s shorts down his legs freeing.