Yeah well, our little crowd had always been a group of confirmed bachelors. Or at that age, rather guys out for fun and looking to sow a few of the ub...quitous wild oats, not on the lookout for life partners. Bill had maybe grown up a little whilst he'd been away and was looking more to the future.But the first time he'd brought Stephanie back to town, I stopped laughing in a hurry. And what's more, I'd instantly known that my close friendship with Bill was well and truly over.I didn't have to. She rocked her head back as moans now escaped her parted red lips. What a sight to see her so turned on by this meager gesture to her sexuality. I could only imagine what was to left to come. I repeated this little ritual on every button, licking and caressing the newly exposed flesh, as she moaned her approval on each one.I could now see the beautiful valley of cleavage, and her silky sheer red bra, and her hard nipples just begging to be sucked, but that would have to wait, as she reached for. I could actually feel Mr. Johnsonmoving against my briefs, as he decreased in length, retracting like agarden hose being wound back up onto its spool. It was as though my bodywere reacting to the sudden feeling of rejection. The girls no longerdeemed me man enough to deserve their attention. With their actions theywere communicating that, next to Garrett, I was practically not a man atall. My body was reshaping itself to conform to this assessment, itseemed. My manhood was. Once the head was all the way in, she started breathing hard. This only turned me on more. I kept fucking that ass until my dick was all the way inside. She was way tighter than I could have ever imagined. I was fucking that ass harder and harder. She finally started moaning. Not sure if she was really enjoying it or if she was just trying to get me to finish quicker. Once I was close I whispered in her ear that I was about to cum. She shook her head and whispered back, "Not in my ass.".