I feel teeth running over my skin; stroking, caressing, abrading. Gentle at first, then the pressure increasing, digging into my flesh, pulling at it..., scratching, bringing my nerve endings to life till all my arse is tingling. The first smack; flat side of the brush, right cheek, a throb in my arse, a dull ache spreading through my pussy. Left cheek, right cheek, left cheek. Mid paced, not hard, just enough for me to jump slightly in my shoes. I take more of my weight onto my arms, push my. " he said, then mumbled somthing that was barly audioble. We walked for some time, and we finally came up to a large wooden tree house. It had blue shudders, that almost matched my eyes. It had real glass windows and a balcony shaped like mine."So what do you think?" he asked, reaching for my hand and taking it in his."it's really big! " I exclaimed!"Thats not the only thing." he said really quiet. I decided to pretend I dident hear it.We walked closer to the ladder and I began to climb, but my. Jon was a small skinny Korean k**, who was very much influenced by Barry, the all American boy, tall, blonde athletic. Back to our story, the three of us started talking girls, and fucking, and moved onto "would you if you were drunk" Barry started talking about trannies, and how he'd let one suck his dick, a mouth is a mouth kind of thing, Jon would just smile, and shake his head no, I felt like Barry was trying to tell me something, and the liquor was in control anyway, I finally got the. In all honesty, I wasn’t sure how Matt would react. He’d be the first one to know of that particular taste of mine. Considering out intimacy and our years knowing each other I knew he wouldn’t behave any differently after today, but I was never quite sure where he fell on the whole spectrum thing.So I sat beside him with the remote in my hand, then grabbed my shorts by the waistline and pulled them down to show my still half-hard cock. “Damn, you’re already THAT excited?” Matt said.Not for.