KDaddy23

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]It wasn't all that often when our horny group would include all four of the "girls" but when they were all there, sometimes, little arguments would break out over who'd get to do it to one of them. Clearly, we had our favorites in this and with Charlie leading the vote for most of us. Charlie would be like, "I don't care who does it to me - somebody get over here!" while Carl, Sam, and Jackie would often be more... discerning about who among us they wanted to fuck them.

I didn't blame them since I knew that some of the guys, well, they just didn't seem to get the hang of doing it "right" for some reason. Still, those guys could do it to me anyway and, when I'd think about them later in my life, it was probably the beginning of that moment where, sometimes, I'd just kinda laid there and let them do it to me while silently wishing that they'd hurry up and shoot their stuff in me. I mean, it wasn't that bad... it just wasn't that really comfortable things that would make and keep me nice and relaxed and the way a lot of the other guys could make me feel.

I was also learning that it was frustrating to want a guy to fuck you... and he just wasn't going to do it no matter how much you begged and pleaded with them. Sam got mad with me once about that and said, "If you can't ask Belinda to do it to you, then you can't ask me to do it to you, okay? Are we gonna do it or not?"

I guess he told me, huh? I was quickly learning that while us guys liked having sex with each other - and many of us were - in today's terms - versatile, not all of us were. In a way, it defied that sense of fairness we seemed to have; if you sucked my dick, it went without saying that I was gonna suck yours. Likewise, if you fucked me, there was no question or doubt about me fucking you in return. That's just the way it was... but I learned - we all did - that when "the girls" were involved, that fairness was out of the question. Back to Charlie for a moment, if I may?

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