Graduation was Saturday. While every one was planning what party they were going to, I was thinking of one thing-Ray's cock. He was fucking me everyday at this point. I would blow him in the morning, and he would fuck me after school. It was routine. My ass was always lubed from his dried cum. I had converted to a liquid diet so I keep lean and only have to piss. I grew my hair out a little longer per Ray's request. He liked me to wear it in pigtails when I blew him and a ponytail when he fucked me.
It was Friday, the day before graduation. I was at home, waiting for Ray to call me. The phone rang. "Hey Jay... I need you to come over. Gym shorts, no underwear. Tanktop," Ray told me. I agreed, changed as he directed and started down the street toward his house. I had butterflies in my stomach, as I usually did. I walked into his house and into the living room. There was Ray and Frank.
Frank was a black guy that played football and basketball. He was about 6'3" 250 pounds, pure muscle. I had did his homework a few times my junior year and he was always cool with me. I was confused of why he was there.
"So, it's going to be different today, Jay," Ray said as he took his shirt off. "I am so proud that you're my bitch and that your head game is so good... My boy Frank wants some." I gulped. He told Frank? Frank smiled as he pulled off his basketball jersey, sat on the couch, and grabbed his crotch through his shorts.
Ray walked over to me and whispered in my ear, "Get those clothes off right now, bitch". I pulled my tank top off and hesitated on my shorts. Ray grabbed the back of my shorts and yanked them down. Frank laughed, "Damn, his dick is so small. He must be part bitch." Ray grabbed me by the back of head, pulled me over to Frank, and forced me to my knees.