The air was humid and it felt as though, i was in some Southern region. The wind, that softly kissed the ever forming, small beads of sweat glistening...all over my body carried a hint of honeysuckle. The bed bed of clovers i lay upon felt like thousands of tiny fingers probingevery hidden crease, and totally exposed orifice i have. The neighbor, who i letborrow my car had dropped me off, and was long gone. i lay there in the warmthof the sun and joined my fingers with the tiny legions tickling. Alice responded, “Not yet, count to 100 and then you can cum.” And returned to tease Missa’s clit, while she could hear Missa counting in between gasps. Occasionally, Alice would increase the speed of her knuckles and pressure against Missa’s g-spot to distract Missa from her counting to prolong the anticipation of release. Alice also continued to suck and bite really hard on Missa’s clit to the point where Missa began to count faster and faster because she wasn’t going to make it 100. ‘What’. Chris did not understand the logistic although, he understood the cock and the sucking words very well and he was seeing the cock sucking done on the TV screen. The curiosity took over the best of him and he got up to get close to the hole and look through. The man in there was completely naked. His cock was limp but the length was impressive. His cock head was hanging lower than his balls. Chris tried but could not see the face of the man because of the angle of the man’s. In the daytime, he seemed to not want to talk to me as if not to remind himself of what had happened. A week and a half went past without anything interesting occurring, I regularly watched him longingly from across the dinner table in the early evenings. We talked but it was never a lengthy conversation, he seemed too shy.However this spell ended very suddenly and dramatically one night when I was ill in bed, him and another boy were in my room talking about all of our brothers. Fred had some.