B... Brown, what are you doing here?"Jerome Brown looked much like an older version of his son though meaner. He towered over her, one hand hooked in ...ratty sweats, the other hand holding a brown paper bag up to his face as he drank deep from the bottle hidden inside. He wore a stained white tee shirt, the black arms coming from the sleeves had bulging biceps larger than his son's. He lowered the drink from his mouth revealing his white goatee. The hair on his head was still dark for a. However, in down so, it exposes her soft pale breasts as her arm was squeezing them together. She then ran back up stairs wanting me to catch her. As MJ ran upstairs, her soft thighs jiggle and shake with every step along with her plump butt. I finally caught MJ as she makes her way to her room. We instantly began to make out. When I reached down between her legs, she already completely soaked herself. When things were getting so heated, we decided to finally have sex. However, there was one. My mind was blown,, how many were there?. Then I guy came to my mouth and tore out the gag....before I could say a word he shoved his cock so far down my throat I gagged and puked.....then he did it again and again....soon I was dry heaving and guys were fucking my almost lifeless body from both ends.. What had I gotten myself into? I am going to tell the cops..fuck no..I don't want anyone to know I am gay...what would the kids at school say...thats when the guy who brought me came back...he. It was the first one I'd ever been to in Vegas, so I was familiar with its music style and what a fun place it was.When 10 o'clock rolled around, I suggested to the group that we head up to the club. They had all had a few drinks by then, getting them free while gambling at the machines, so they were excited for most anything. I led them over to the club entrance and we stood in the short line. That early in the night, the lines aren't too bad.When we got to the front of the line, they gave.