As we all climbed on, Chris said “Just so you don’t get the wrong idea, Sara and I are not going to go down on each other or kiss or anything like...that.” I was okay with that. Sara again attached my now raging hard cock with a fever as Chris lowered her pussy to my waiting lips. Straddling my head, she was facing Sara and enjoying her oral demonstration on me. Chris tasted amazing. She was so wet and her lips had opened giving me total access to her now hardened clit. My tongue was as far. Youlittle minx."It was like her voice couldn't stop. Every word drove into my brain likea Mack truck. Minx. Slut. I was none of these things when I met her, andnow I'm doing my best imitation of a cheap whore. And yet, I couldn'tlet her see any of my anger about this. So all I did was snuggle downmore into Dom's embrace, careful to not even look in her direction.I didn't notice that she had come over and stood in front of me until Ifelt her hand caress my forehead and heard her say, "It's ok. “I definitely made the right choice with you,” she said, smiling widely, almost proudly. I felt a strange feeling all of a sudden, and glanced down at my shuffling feet (below my still erect cock, that is) for a moment before looking back up at her. “What choice was that?” “Chris,” she began, getting up and walking towards me, her hips wagging oh-so-wonderfully. “I have chosen you to be my champion– the Champion of Cool. And not just because of the alliteration, even though that is pretty. Finally, after an awkward silence,Tommy shot up and blurted out that he was gay. He said that his mother andbrother brought him out to this God forsaken suburb to get him away fromhis friends in the city and to make him straight by making him live inthis "white bread" environment.Bobby sat there stunned. He couldn't believe it. His mind was racing.Finally he said you know it won't work. You are what you are. In factthere is a school sponsored GLBT group. I know the president and would behappy.