This was it, I ran as fast as I could hoping it was the right car and hoping no one else decided to drive past or worse turn into the parking lot. I f...nally reached the car and dove into the trunk, pulling it closed behind me. The car began to move.After what seemed like forever the car began to make several turns snaking its way through back streets before drawing to a stop. The trunk popped open and I got out into a double garage, I went straight to the table in the middle of the second half. Looking into my eyes, Ray slapped my boobs. They hit each other. He also slapped my face and gave me a naughty smile. Ray started to increase his speed, and I was totally lost and just enjoying the moment.He took my dick into his hand and started to stroke it. In between, he removed his dick out from my ass and rubbed his dick against mine, and it was very hot.Me: I need it so bad. Give it to me. Keep fucking.Ray spit on my ass to make the passage smooth. He then held my hands and pushed me. He’s too shy to date girls and feels awkward about his blushing around nude dudes.The other lads start taunting him calling him a sissy, at first just as a teen-type joke. They are taken aback when Peter started to cry. He was sniffling and weeping more than letting out deep sobs. The seven guys taunting Peter were joined by all the other guys in the gym locker room. Someone might have come to his aid and told the bullies to back off. But before that could happen Peter blurted out his pleas for. She was supposed to stop, ogle me up and then say something provocative like “Hey fella! You got anything down there that could give a girl a fun time?” or “Gee! Looks like your guy could do with a little help there” depending on the circumstances. And I was to say (you’d never have guessed it!) “Well why don’t you take a look?” or “Why don’t you join the party?” or some such, and that would launch them into their routine. They would skip up to me and finger my dick thoughtfully before.