My body was being bruised, battered, used, but continued to respond on its own pushing back into Tyrone's hard forward thrusts. I had never felt this ...ind of sexual experience ever! Being used, an object for their sexual pleasure. My cock was dripping a trail of precum onto the bed.The brothers continued working me over. I had no sense of time passing. Tyrone fucking me with a piston type action adding the stinging slaps as he felt like it. James working his big cock deep into my throat with. I came on your hands and you were quick to lap it up, savoring the juices afterwards. I fell asleep, naked on top on my covers, a wet patch soaking into the sheets. A few hours late I woke with a start. On my alarm clock it said it was 11pm, but I could hear a knocking at the door. I yawned and stretched, pulled on a robe and went to answer the door. It was raining heavily when I opened it and it was difficult to see from the lack of light. But there you were, standing in my porch. Water. “You go shower and then join us on the patio, I’m sure your dad and Ellie will be with us soon,” Mom said. Ellie was my youngest sister; she and dad were probably feeding the animals. I went to my room which was exactly as I'd left it. I took my uniform off and headed into my en suite shower. As I rubbed the soapy suds all over my muscular body my cock was still hard so I began to rub my soapy hand up and down my shaft thinking of my hugs when I arrived. It didn't take long before I shot my. I gave her another wave, and for the rest of the day I could not get her out of my mind as I kept reliving that smile.Over the next few weeks we got to know her and her husband John well. He was a surgeon at the local hospital and frequently worked with my partner Joan. My crush on his wife Linda grew even deeper, but there was no way I dare let her know how I felt. When Joan and I made love, it was Linda I was making love to in my imagination.Both families became close friends and we began to.