“I mean we smoked a lot, our dealer was this guy named Patrick and every time he had something good he would just give us a call. He was like 6’ 1...” or taller and had dirty blond hair. He was skinny but had some muscles on him. One day when I came back from a philosophy class I walked passed my roommates room, her name was Cassie, I heard noises coming out and looked through the crack just to see her on her knees and our d**g dealer Patrick standing next to her as she blew him off!” Sandra. “What’s up, Mal? You guys need something to eat?”“No. We’re getting ready to play sardines, and we need you to play with us.”He smiled for some reason, like there was a joke in there. I know now what “play with us” sounded like to him. But not back then.“I’m kind of big to play sardines,” he suggested.“Yeah, but we need you. We only have seven without you, and it will be more fun if you play too.”He looked at me for a long time, and I got this funny feeling in my stomach. I mean he was staring. Then he put the cigarette on my hips, thighs for 100 times. At that time my mom had rang up to him and asked to come immediately.he took me to my house. By that time, my mom, neighbours nagamani, her lover venkatesh, janaki and her son jyotiswaroop, nirmala and her son sailendra were sitting naked.i was shocked. Nirmala got up and held ramanas cock. Ohh. Idi emi modda, super modda she said. Jyotiswaroop was kissing his moms nose. Janaki was pulling her sons dick foreskin front and back.. I felt hot. My cock was like diamond. I bought the cock to my lips, kissing the head before parting them slightly and letting the head slip into my mouth. I wanted to make thiz stranger cum, I wanted to give him a good blowjob. I began bobbing my head, trying to take him further each time, my hand working his shaft while my other cupping his balls. For a time the only sounds to be heard were my slurping as I messily sucked my first cock, and his grunts and moans. "Here is comes faggot" his cock.