I didn’t know what else to say but it didn’t matter as she rolled on top of me letting her breasts hang down over my face. “Now Michael it is t...ime for you to get to work." I opened my mouth and closed it around her nipple, which started to grow straight away as I sucked on each in turn. I could hear her little moans of pleasure and she whispered how sensitive her breasts were and that they needed a lot of attention. As I continued to suck on them she moved down slightly and I felt her pussy. My name is Aaron, I'm 5' 4". I have longish brown hair, blue eyes, and I have a swimmers body. I live in a small town in Texas, and I play tenors in the high school band.The day began like any other, woke up, got dressed, went to school. i was in my first period chemistry class: Mr. Lane was sick so we weren't doing anything. All of a sudden our Principal walks in. "Mason" (That my last name), " Yes, Mr. Ron." Come with me i need you to help me for the rest of the period"I get my stuff and. As such, I'm not accepted as one of the regulars. Regulars are people who use all their spare time and money to keep returning here time after time. Some actually seem to live here. I don't speak their colloquial shorthand for Highway events, and I clearly don't share their intense interest for anything happening on The Highway, and nothing off of it.The only times I've tuned into the 24-hour Highway coverage channels have been in the days leading up to each of my trips here. As for the. But it was more than that. It was that feeling we were after. That intimacy. Intimacy that we were fighting against as if two men kissing or sucking each others dick wasn't intimate enough.Most of the time we were just two buddies. But there were times alone with each other that our eyes would meet and we'd see more than just a best friend. During a mutual masturbation session or a blow job there would be a brief moment that this feeling passed between us. We'd both recognized it. We talked.