Not that we went out to dinner before, but just sitting and talking. I think we were, at one time a couple years ago, impressed that Jimmy was a senio...r and we were sophomores, then he had Math and English problems and had to make up a half year, then the car accident and suddenly we were all together. He was only a few months older than Bill and I. We laughed and had a good time talking, joking and general carrying on. Meg had been worried that Jimmy wasn't the same person any more. But, after. I had a firm grip on her hair and was generally treating her quite roughly by now which she loved when she was young and obviously still did.I just couldn’t believe my luck I was hammering this girl in the arse, which is one of my favourite things in the world, having not been allowed near with my previous girlfriend for a number of years. This was turning out to be the shag of the century so I decided to go for broke; I asked very nervously about a vibrator, half expecting to be turfed out. Without saying anything, we go to sit on the hood of the car and watch the cars weaving through town blocks in the distance. I lean my head on his shoulder and he wraps his arm around me. “This has been a crazy couple of days,” I say, and he chuckles. “To say the least,” he replies and kisses the top of my head. After another minute, Eugene speaks again. “Should we make it even crazier?” I lift my head to look at him and he’s gazing at me intently. “What did you have in mind?” I ask, a smile. The very warm and wet mouth on my cock was second. My morning piss hardon was being serviced by my newly discovered to be submissive, neighbor Mark. Standing by the bed and bent over with his head bobbing slowly up and down as his tightly wrapped lips provided the perfect light suction on my rigid shaft. As I came fully awake I noticed that he’d left the steaming mug of coffee on the nightstand. Not wanting it to get cold and go to waste, I reached down to his gently bobbing head, to get him to.