I sat down with Josh and met his four friends they had all seen me at the car show earlier and once again, I was getting ALOT of attention! As soon as...I told them I was a dancer I swear I could see hard ons in there pants! I was getting turned on too and the typical small talk got increasingly dirtier and dirtier. One of the guys, Alex, said we should go up to their room to do shots. I said fine and told them I had a bottle of Vodka in my room and why not stop there first. I was getting. At one point his hand lingered on my ass, and he reached out with his other grabbing both cheeks and pulling me closer. He looked at me and leaned in and kissed me hard. I felt me knees quiver. My knees buckled and I was suddenly on the ground staring right as his crotch.He looked down to me, smiled, and nodded. I reached up, and undid his pants. I pulled them down around his knees and saw a pair of boxers with something growing underneath them. I pulled his boxers down and his semi-erect cock. By 11:00, my second batch of steaks was almost ready when I heard the sound of the gate hinge squeaking. 'Didn't I tell everyone it was at 12:00?' I thought to myself as I looked in the direction of the gate.When I saw it was Gwen my jaw almost fell completely open.She was wearing black crisscross knit dress whose deep v-neck displayed magnificently her voluptuous cleavage. And, its clinging waist accented her figure so perfectly that you would have sworn the dress had been custom tailored for. I didn’t fight her as she pressed me down on the bed, our kiss growing hotter. Her tongue brushed my lips. I knew what she wanted. I parted them. And now we were French kissing. I trembled, savoring her hot tongue in my mouth, brushing mine. This was so amazing. Some of my romances had lesbian sex in them, and those scenes had always made me tingle.But I never knew I would actually do anything with a girl. I was straight. I had to be. I wanted Clint so badly.I moaned as her hand found the hem.