Pulse after pulse, gush after gush of hot juice floods through you. “Oh, God!” It is my turn to exclaim. I want to fill you with every last drop...of my cum. My cock plunges into you again and again until I am spent, pumping every last drop of my cum into your burning hole. Your inner muscles tighten around me, milking the last of my cum from the tip of my cock. Sucking at my cock like a thirsty animal. Panting and exhausted. I lower my body to you, cradling your head, my face buried in your. I feared that one would rip my poor little butt hole apart and all three would utterly destroy my anal canal. I grabbed a five pound weight and charged the nearest one, as we collided the lights went out. I came too with my feet restrained in a upright "V" position, my hands attached to each ankle with just enough rope to move my wrist about six inches. My body was tied to a weight room bench and some one was spreading copious amounts of a slick substance in and around my anal opening for. I imagined they were Darren’s. Then I imagined him sucking me, having his hands stroke me and making me cum. I even imagined sucking him, too. The next Saturday, I went to Kara’s. Her complex had a pool and we arranged to spend the day in the sun and swimming. Without me knowing, Kara had invited Darren also, and I felt embarrassed when I saw him. Even though they had no idea I had been fantasizing about him, I knew. Once at the pool, Darren got in the water to cool off. It was hard not to. By the time I was in the sixth grade, thanks to the hormones my voice didn't change, and I didn't get facial hair and my penis didn't get much bigger. When I started junior high school a couple of boys liked me and I had feeling for them. Savannah, my youngest sister told me not to shower with the other girls. They'll be jealous that I have something special and went to beat me up. So I'd dress out for gymnastics and participate in girls sports. Scott was my steady boyfriend now. He said he was.