I asked him whether he would like to sit next to me and watch the movie. He hesitantly said yes and sat next to me. We were talking everything from mo...ies to life. Suddenly his hand hit the beer can in my hand the beer spilled all over my T-shirt and shot. He was extremely sorry and started cleaning with a tissue. His hands brushed my body and I felt good. I was not having any sex since a few weeks and I was very horny. Very soon the subject of our talk turned to sex and he told me that he. Becky said that would not be a problem as she had nearly finished and had saved the work she had done to a memory stick, so nothing had been lost. I went to fetch the laptop, gave it to Becky and she left.The following afternoon, Becky returned my laptop. When I opened the computer to prepare for work the following day, I noticed that Becky had not deleted her internet searches. In Becky’s search history were several hardcore porn sites. Being curious, I opened each of the sites to see what. “That's it, little brother!” groaned Faizel as he pounded my cunt, stirring it up with his big dick. “Use our slut-sister.”I wanted to scream out, “Yes, use me!” But I had a mouth full of cock. His cock. I loved being a slut.With a loud grunt, Jalal buried his dick all the way down my throat. My lips pressed into his wiry pubic hair. His balls smacked into my chin. I loved it. I moaned about his dick, sucking in breaths through my nose, smelling his salty musk. Kimmy's sweet pussy still. And waited. I heard a commotion inside and tried the door, it pushed open and I walked inside. Sam was by the pool. Alone. I heard glass breaking, then Brigit was storming through the living room headed for the front door when she ran into me. ‘You two queer or something?’ she asked as she shuddered to a stop. ‘Excuse me?’ ‘Are you fags? The two of you?’ ‘Uh, no. What’s wrong, if you don’t mind me asking?’ ‘Well, first thing he tells me this morning is he and you are off to ride motorcycles.