I spread my legs so he'd have better access. He was now kneeling between them as his hands made it up to my butt. As he worked I felt a finger touch ...y asshole and was surprised that I liked it. But he soon moved on up my back again.Then he had me turn over onto my back. Back between my legs he rubbed my chest with his hands as his hard cock bobbed against mine. Then Tim asked me if I had noticed when he touched my hole. I admitted that I had noticed and even told him it felt kind of good.. I had a fantasy to stop and see what would happen or even if I could go thru with anything. I went into the booth area and went into a little room that had a movie playing. I shut the door and noticed a hole in the wall. I start changing the channel and I heard a chair move. I could see thru the hole and a guy was there and he started stroking himself. He put his fingers thru the hole and he kept playing with his cock. I was nervous but kept watching him stroke himself. I wasn't ready and after. Canasta, Poker, Bridge and Gin Rummy all trotted by. One night we all got pretty trashed and played strip poker. I guess that was really what started things in the direction we finally took, though there was no overt sex that night. From conversations with the other guys later I learned that everybody else got just as hot as Gilda and I had that night. We'd gone home around 11:00 and fucked our brains out until 2AM.Board games came next. Scrabble and Monopoly tourneys were fun for a while. Then. I didn't tell her I wasn't quite sixteen years old yet.I saw Anita a couple of times at Fiore's, and recognized a couple of her friends there. One of them asked me out for a snack after the workout, but I politely declined. I was not in a mood for superficial socializing. I began to recognize this withdrawal as a habit of mine, and not a very constructive one. Somehow I was getting into another funk, a slow downward mood slide. Although I was still attentive to Martha and Ronnie, I was less.