We were friends for almost 6 years until our annual sports day event of our school. Kirti participated in 100 m race but she lost the game as she fell... while running. We met in our school bus and I said her you ran pretty fast. She said she has got bruises as she fell. I asked her where she was hurt. She said she has got bruises under her skirt. I insisted her to show the bruises. Finally when the bus was almost empty , she agreed. I slowly pulled her skirt till her mid thighs and she caught my. Pete loved young guys and the truth be known he harboured the desire to have much younger boys and he now imagined Francis as one of those. Martin looked at the same time and was wide eyed as Pete started to kiss the smooth boy cock with limited pubic hair. Martin too had the same desires as Pete and he had experienced several young boys in the past. As Pete sucked and lick the cute boy cock Francis turned to look at Martin who had undressed and was lying there on the bed close to the young. I felt her finger touch my puckered entrance before gently trailing down my balls and hanging shaft, then rubbed lightly in little circles around the head. The sensation made my cock stir and I could feel it start to get hard. She tossed the big dildo on the bed beside me and picked up a tube of lube she had on her nightstand. Resuming the tickling on my now hard cock with her fingers, she flicked open the lube and put a healthy glob on my tight backdoor. It was cold, causing my pucker to. I was the first to arrive so I had time to prepare. I was nervous, excited and terrified, but more than any of that I was turned on by just the thought of what was about to happen. I heard him pull in, the distinct sound of the Harley just added to my eagerness. I had thought long on what I would wear and opened the door to him in silky Victoria's Secret panties and a wife beater tee. He looked me over, smiled, kissed me and began to undress. No need for small talk we were there for one purpose.