"It reminds me of my own college days," I said. It didn't. My senior year, I had my own room in Danny's apartment. I had privacy to study and if I cho...e, I could sleep alone.It was my idea to visit Pontiac every other weekend and he said he would make time for me by doing the bulk of his study on the alternate weekends. Telephone calls were fun, but two weeks apart was almost unbearable. We teased each other, promising not to masturbate between visits. I could see the delight in Sammy's eyes. He motioned her to the bed where she sat then laid down with her legs still dangling from the edge. John heard her audibly moan as Cassius pulled her legs up to rest on his shoulders and his large mouth descended to cover Beth’s opening. With Cassius’ thick tongue expertly probing and searching every inch of her opening along with the constant skillful suction of her clitoris with his large black lips, it only took a short while for Beth to go over the edge into the black oblivion called. And it'll explain you being on top of me...", he whispered into my ear.OK, maybe having two older men twisting roughly on my nipples, sending tingling hot flashes through my tummy made me unwilling to refuse. But the feel of his other hand on my ass and his hard dick in my pussy was keeping me hot and wet and horny. I decided to go along...for now. Or my body decided, i dunno. Maybe it was one of my favorite fantasies come to life...i'd often dreamed of being a whore...usually when i was really. The water seemed to caress my cock and balls beneath my shorts and I started to throw a boner. As my erection increased I started swimming breast stroke, the length of the pool and the resistance of the water against my now tented cock, combined with the thought that someone may be watching brought me a sense of increased excitement. I wanted to feel more so I lowered the front of my shorts below my balls and continued to swim breast stroke. I could now feel my hardon bending against the flow.