I felt myself being pushed back on to the bed, the water warm beneath, the bed surprisingly firm and supportive. Michael’s fingers found the zip on ...y skirt, and then the garment slid from my legs. I cringed at the uncovering of my non-flattering knickers, but I guess they didn’t notice or care. Mia leant over me, her tongue wrapped around mine, her hand on my tits, caressing my peaks. I felt Michael’s hands on my thighs, moving upwards, then his warm breath on the front of my knickers. His. I considered myself a devoted pupil and she never talked down to me or made me feel like less of a man. Her private words of encouragement were delivered kindly but firmly and she had an unspoken way of getting me to do what she wanted. I pushed myself to the limit each time. All too soon tryouts for the Lacrosse team were upon me and I survived the first cut but the all important final selection was at the end of the week. On Friday, the roster was posted on the bulletin board and I scanned. Marcus said he wanted to talk to you for a second. He plays nice pinky promise." She giggled as Marcus got up. I went down the hall with him and into a room. I heard somebody screaming from an orgasm next door."So, Marcus, what do you need man?" I asked as he sat on the bed. "I need a blowjob," he said forcefully. "Dude, I'm not gay," I said and backed away.He got up and undid his pants. His big black cock flopped out as his pants fell. It was at least as big as mine when it was hard, and he. I focused on the woman and I was a little shocked and surprised to see Devi call out for me.She ran towards me with joy and started talking with me.She had gone to defecate near the stream and saw me near it and came to see me.After enquiring about her husband she started to cry thinking about her fate.I felt really sad for her and in this process I totally forgot about my football match.After some chatting she called me to visit her home. I said ok since sun hasn’t risen still and it was.