My name is Mike. The other naked guy is Doug. I guess what led to this physical moment had started our first year in college. That was two years earli...r. But the mental aspect was much longer in the making.We were next-door neighbors growing up. We were typical best friends who played together all the time. Our first step toward maturity was looking at some nudie magazines we found once. But that's about as wild as it got.We dated the same girls in high school, compared notes and got to first. ”You could feel the cold fury building in him and when he grabbed your wrist it was a shock that went someway to breaking the building tension in the room. He spun you towards him and tore open the front of the cardigan that you were wearing,two buttons pinging off across the room.Your small breasts were exposed and even though you knew that he was not interested in them, you were ashamed of your nakedness.”Go back and get the right stuff,fuckwit” he said“B.....”“Don’t you even fucking dare” he. I sat down facing the door, slightly impatient… and nervous. Only Beth could make me feel so insecure. My heart raced every time the door opened, but the first five minutes were sadly disappointing. But finally I recognized my Aunt coming through the door and knew Beth was close behind. I quickly stood so I could greet them; I held my arms open offering a hug… but froze. My eyes were glued on my younger cousin, Beth looked amazing. She had dyed her hair platinum blonde; she wore it down, but. He smelled food. His blurred vision cleared as he awoke from his slumber. The mattress slumped as a woman sat on the edge. Zack saw the wavy haired brunette, his final bagged game in the field, wearing a terry cloth robe similar to his. She was sipping espresso from a demitasse. The aroma hit his nostrils. She held up a second cup. ‘Good evening, sleepy head. Rest well? Want some coffee?’ Zack reached for her but his hands drew up short. His wrists were loosely fastened to cuffs and short.