He took up the matter with girl’s parents and they assured him that there were septic latrines in the village and his friends could attend without a...ny hesitation. I had no option but to attend. The marriage was a grand success. I thoroughly enjoyed the hospitality, the food and the village atmosphere in the evening bride’s brother Ravi accompanied me for a stroll in the village. The village was so small you could complete one round including all lanes by lanes in 45 minutes. We were sitting on. How that would truly play out, was any body's guess. How would our families react, I wondered? Once they saw the baby, it would be starkly obvious that I was certainly not it's father! Neither of us had prepared our families for that surprise. They knew we'd gone to Kenya on vacation in October, and they knew we'd done some sightseeing there, as well as taken a safari excursion to one of the game reserves there---but they'd had no idea that our actual primary goal for going had not be to merely. Little did I realize then while I tightened my clinging anus around the thick pulsating base of Professor Jenkins exploding Prick and sucked for yet another new load of exciting classmate Cum, that my Gay mentor Professor Collins and six of his colleagues were getting things ready for my upcoming official initiation into THE ON CAMPUS COCKSUCKING CLUB! Yes carefully collected from prearranged loads shot directly into that small clear glass punch bowl, or spat into it by non swollowing. "I'll be in touch, fag. Got lots more training for you to do." Before I could say another word he left, and slowly my consciousness started to return.It was like I'd been high all day, doped out on a d**g. I had done so much shit I shouldn't have, I couldn't even process it. It had come so naturally to be objectified, to be a thing to be used... what purpose had I even had before that...I removed the blindfold, locked the door, and turned on the light. As my eyes adjusted to the burning.