"Where's your mom?" Tiffany asked."I don't know," the boy sobbed. "I lost her." Come on," Tiffany said. "We're going to have to go into the water to g...et away from the fire." I'm scared," he sobbed, coming out to the water's edge, but not going in.Tiffany was in no mood for nonsense, or psychology; she could feel the heat, and so could the dogs. Even George and Crosstie were barely holding themselves. "Come on," she said again, grabbing the boy under his arms, and picked him up. "We don't want. He motioned Dean over to straddle his hips and unsnapped the crotch of the teddy. Dean had a tube of lube in his hand and was covering Stephen’s cock and rubbing it between his butt cheeks. As he lowered himself over Stephen’s eight inch rod he closed his eyes and began rocking it into him. Stephen held Dean’s hips and started to thrust. “Why don’t you make yourself useful,” Stephen instructed me. “You like to suck cocks, don’t you?” Dean’s smallish six inch prick was standing straight and. Rick looked to be slightly larger than me, about 6'3'' and maybe 200 pounds, and was in nice shape. In my mind I knew he wouldn't have to try very hard to get me in a bent over position, but I was playing it coy, and let him take the initiative. After my fourth whiskey, something I never indulge in, Rick asked me if I wanted to dance.It was pretty dark away from the back bar lights and I guess there was a dance floor there, I hadn't really noticed. Not being much of a dancer, I told him I had. The fraternity was different from any of the others on campus. The members prided themselves on being risk-takers, but always in unique and unexpected ways. The Tri-Alphas were the only fraternity that did not feature drinking at their events. Instead they focused on a variety of other daring activities and physical competitions. The annual 10-K run was only one example of some of the unusual things its members liked to do.The Tri-Alphas' taste for adventure attracted a certain type of.