My masturbation and fantasies got wilder and hornier as the week progressed. By Wednesday night I was fucking myself every night with my ‘Big Black ...Bully Boy’ 9 inch dildo while I sucked a lifelike 7 inch pink dildo dreaming that it was Woody and Sash. As usual on Thursday, I spent a lot of my day at work arranging the plans for Friday night by text to my friends. The more texts I sent the more I thought about the previous Friday night and began secretly hoping I’d meet the boys at the taxi. I opened my mouth to speak but instead the muscular man grabbed me and started caressing my ass and one by one the others got closer to caressing my soft skin and hairless shaved body. They took my hands and made me feel them up. I felt as their huge cocks pulsed in their pants one by one feeling the different sizes, some were fat but a little short others were huge in length. Mmmm, it got me soo horny and in need of them inside me. They pushed me to the middle of the room and onto my knees and. Perhaps he was warming me up for later. His hands spent a lot of time on my ass as we danced and the fact that other people were noticing that only encouraged me. We spent about three hours dancing and Stan said it was time to go. My thoughts were that it was getting time to cum.Stan lives alone so I was surprised to see another car in the driveway. Not knowing whose car it was nor why they would be there puzzled me. I hoped that nothing happened that would cause Stan to have to leave. We. ”I looked over my shoulder at the rest of them. I grinned and said, “Let’s get these critters taken care of guys.” I turned back to Nigel and gave him a hard shake. “You stay with me.”Keeping a firm grip on Nigel’s coat collar, I called out, “Kyle, you got that gear covered?”“Yessir.” Was that humor I heard on his voice?“Alright, Kyle, you lead the parade. You see that rope tied to the porch post?”, “Yessir,”“Alright, Kyle, you just follow that rope till you come to the gate.”It was definite..