” He got back onto the bed and started thinking. First he started pouring through his brother’s drawers pushing his socks and shirts around in se...rch of the magazines. Nothing. Next was the closet, under boxes, in boxes all the places where his own was hidden. He paused and went to the bookcase pulling down all the binders and turning them on end. “I know he had something.” He frowned and jumped back down onto the bed lying back with a sigh. A smile crept over Ray’s face as he looked around. There was nobody else sitting within two rows of us. As the lights dropped and the opening titles of the picture began to roll, Anthony took my hand in his. A tiny corner of my mind screamed at me how inappropriate that was, but I told it to shut up: I liked the feel of his big warm hand wrapped around mine. It happened as the scene began where Oliver Reed and Alan Bates wrestle nude. I’ve always found that particularly erotic, and that was my only excuse. I didn’t even think about what I was. The harder and deeper he fucked me, the more I was forced on to Greg‘ s prick — he was too big to deep-throat comfortably, so I wrapped my hand around his root, controlling how far he slid in. This meant I could let him fuck my mouth however he wanted. If you'd told me, while I was slaving away at my stupid, boring job, that I'd end up in a beach hut, one hard cock ploughing me at each end. I'd have laughed in your face. But there I was. and now both guys were on the brink of cumming. Olli was. You moan. I start licking my way down again….down ….down…I lightly lick your pussy. You want more as I lick on down to your knees…then your feet…down to your toes. As I suck on each toe you start moaning aloud. I work my way back up to your knees…behind them…the real tender spot. I work up… licking your thighs…you moan even louder as I get closer to your love nest. As I get closer your legs spread even wider for me. As I move in …I part the folds of flesh and blow gently. You scream.