Anyway, I happened to be among that group of junior boys sitting in the stands watching the younger cheerleader’s practice. Today being Thursday mad... it even better because they weren’t just practicing, but they were practicing in their skin-tight, smoking hot cheerleader uniforms to prepare for the next night’s football game. So all us guys, probably 20 of us or so, sat in the upper levels of the stands and watched the girls. Some of the more confident and brazen boys had even moved up behind. The waitress wrinkled her nose and walked off to get our drinks.Two margaritas later, the owner came over to us and showed us to the dressing room. Bambi was in her element. She applied the makeup, stockings and pasties as if she's been doing it all her life. "You sure you won't try out?" She pouted. I demurred. I wasn't much of a dancer, and besides, I was as curious as all those horny men out there to see what she could do. And when it came to sex, Bambi could do anything, it. We dive in, lapping up the yummy cock juices from his foreskin with cum hungry eyes. As our lips meet over his cock, I take a firm hold of his engorged penis and snatch back the foreskin in one sudden jerk. Above us, we hear him gasp as I expose the delicious purple dome within. His cock's eye weeps with joy, a river of salty sweet tears and, as our tongues wrestle and writhe like mating snakes over his blood flushed flesh, we feast on his delicious pre cum, lashing the swollen tip of his. No urging necessary – I was about to cum too! She made one last monstrous thrust of her body back onto Mark’s face, her grip squeezed tight on both our cocks, and she let out a long, long, long, slow deep moan.“Aaahhhhhhh!” I blurted out, as my cock blew my load half on her face, half on her neck. Mark must have been there too. With my cock pulsing against his dick, Lisa’s pussy squeezing and pulsing on his face, Mark thrust up hard and started shooting all over the place too – his cum.