It was kinda of funny listening to music as they failed at acting. It was the first time acting for most of them, and they had all of fall to put it t...gether.I really didn’t care much about it, but I noticed these 2 white girls that stuck out pretty well. Just for you all to know about 95% of my school was minorities, so that’s why they stood out. After about an hour I walked up to my friend Andrew as he was talking to these girls. I immediately interrupted their conversation with a nudge to. I sucked him a bit, and he returned the favor, but it was pretty clear – both from the moves we were making and the memory of our last encounter – just what he and I wanted: fucking. He asked me what position I wanted, and since I’m a bit intimidated by his cock, I asked if I could ride him. He said okay.So he lubed up, slipped on a condom, and I put his cock at the lips of my asshole. Now this guy had one of those penises that, when hard, were so hard you could feel every ridge and vein up and. When he looks up to see this, he hums against me, and then I completely shatter….”OHHHHH!” Oh, god… where does the magical mystery tour go from here? Without giving me time to recover, he pulls me to my feet, then walks us to the hard-backed chair sitting in front of the desk. Intrigued, I watch as he sits down, then pulls me to him, so I sit facing him. I may be spent, but he certainly isn’t, and I’m immediately impaled. “Ohhh…wow…” The possibilities seem endless to me. I can rub my tits. I hate you, and I love you. You’re my best friend and my worst enemy. It’s so ... frustrating. Like, I love and miss Steven, and yet I hate him too because of what he made me do. And I love and miss Suzi, but I can’t think about her or Steven without thinking about you too.”He covered his eyes with his hands and moaned, “It’s like my entire life revolves around you. Like it always has. Every memory I have is touched by you somehow. But I know it was because I wanted it to be that way. I didn’t.