Zack was my best friend and next-door neighbor. We had known each other for about ten years, and done the usual things – shoot hoops, play catch, r...ide motorbikes, gone fishing, etc. When we were younger, we’d slept over at each other’s houses, camped out in the backyard, and such. But even though we’d both graduated from high school, neither of us had much luck dating with any of the high school girls in our small hometown. It was just after the end of the school year, and we wanted to do. My finger slipped inside with no resistance. I had to bend my knees a bit so I could push deeper into her. I could hear her mumble something incoherent as I pushed a second finger into her. My knuckle must have raked across her clit, because she pushed way up on her tiptoes as a low moan escaped her lips. Then her thighs squeezed my hand for many seconds while she trembled on my hand. ‘You got somthin’ special on your mind, Sailor?’ She gasped as her orgasm subsided. ‘Don’t move,’ I said. I. .. " pulled his finger out and put two inside of me as i gasped and smiled in excitement that he was fingering my ass ,he saw it in the mirror and said "wait a bit i have to use a T....... (something that i couldn't understand ,but remembered that it started with T.)" He turned away and i could see that he was hard too ,trough his pants , he took something , than i turned to look at wall in front of me and my thoughts were killing me of wishing he could just take his fat dick and slide it in my. My cheek burned from the slap and I could feel it sting where his ring had broken the skin.He leaned close, his spit hitting my face. “What do I want? What do I want? I want some respect you asshole. Nobody comes into my house and embarrasses me like that.”I was totally helpless and afraid of getting a beating, so I said, “I’m sorry Tony.”“You’re sorry? I’ll tell you what, you’re a sorry sack of shit.”“I said I’m sorry; what else do you want?”“What else do I want?” he grinned evilly before.