I looked up and, again, sawLinda reach around and massage her teammate's balls with her free hand.The continuing whirr of the video cameras reminded m...e that my humiliationwas being recorded for all to see, and would be sold on a nation-widebasis!Evidently, the guys in line were becoming quite aroused watching all theaction because it seemed like just seconds before the second cock thatLinda was masturbating began erupting. She whispered to him as she aimedhis load carefully into my mouth.. ”“Quit playin’.”“Send me another pic, Rod!”“Maybe I will.”They hung up. Rodrick fired off another image. This one was him standing in front of the mirror shirtless with his penis pulled through the slit of his boxers. A few minutes passed with no reply.Rodrick had first gotten to know Tyrel Coats many years ago. Tyrel was working in the office as a part of the high school’s business and office education program. When Tyrel graduated and went off to college, Rodrick exchanged numbers with him.. I watched for a while, slowly strokingmy cock, before I heard the footsteps come down the hall. Iopened my legs wider to allow whoever it was to see better,then quickly pulled off my T-shirt to avoid it getting inthe way.I glanced under the door, and saw him stop outside. Ipulled at my cock harder, pre-cum leaking slowly out thetip. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched him slowly leanover, watching me from under the door. I tried to put on mysluttiest show for him, rubbing my hand up and down. "Well you just kissed me. Isn't that a little intimate?" I asked.She looked puzzled. "Not for us. We're still friends right?" She looked worried. I had a theory about what 'fruitful' meant in the curse. I decided that Emily would be the best person to test my theory on since she was JUST my girlfriend."Right. Friends who would do anything for each other right?" I asked."Of course! We're best buds." She punched my arm playfully. She took a small bite of her food and then I leaned over."Best buds.