But none of the girls were turning me on. What the fuck was happening to me?Then I saw it. Red-lit in neon. “Gay Cinema” it said. Now, I always kn...ew that before I died I had to suck a cock. Was this my chance? Who knew? So, trembling, I went in, walked to the desk where the clerk for the place was stood, and paid my 10 euro to get in. Fuck. I was about to do something that was utterly alien to me, but a total turnon at the same time. I walked into the cinema. It was dark (no shit, Sherlock!). This was one of those days. She wanted to help celebrate her sixteenth birthday with her teachers cock in her cheerleader pussy. Jenny slowly parted her knees as she sat at her desk. With Mr. Lewis looking on, trying not to look obvious, she slowly spread her knees outward, stretching the pleats of her cheerleading skirt. Like the petals of a sweet blooming flower opening up, the insides of Jennys smooth, thin thighs revealed themselves, quickly exposing her tight white cheerleading. "I am not your baby. I stopped being your anything the minute you let my sister put her mouth on you." "Tea...." "Get the fuck out of here." Her eyes were the darkest I had ever seen them. They looked the same as they do now, now that she was sitting across from me, looking as perfect as she always did. "Having 182 missed calls from you doesn't make a lot of sense when you're just sitting here staring at me. I thought you'd have something to say." She pushed her menu aside. I knew that meant. A heartbreaking wrench to leave England so quickly, sadly it was something that had to be done.The pleasant walk home was rendered slightly uncomfortable by the raging hard-on in his trousers and a pair of full-to-bursting bollocks that felt the size of tennis balls. Denied an orgasm so far that evening, short term gratification reigned supreme. By the time he arrived back, midnight was approaching and numbers had reduced noticeably at the party. Amy's drunken teenaged pals and most of the.