Boys Smoke Then Suck Pt 4

I was high as a kite, horny as hell and each hand on a hard cock, neither of which was mine, and my cock was hard.
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I had purchased my first ounce of pot. Well, to be exact, I still owed Michael for the ounce, but it was just a matter of getting to the bank and cashing a check. Today was Friday, and the bank was already closed and wouldn’t be open again until Monday. Michael said not to worry about it. He trusted that I would get the money back to him. The purchase of the pot had also resulted in me getting fucked, twice. Once by Michael, and once by the dealer, Ralph. I had never been fucked before, hell, prior to this week, I had never truly had sex before, if you don’t count the petting session that I had in my Senior year of high school, where I came in my pants. The girl that I was with was not too happy about that.
Michael and I had returned to our dorm and found that his roommate, Carl, was not on the date he was expected to be on. We found him studying.
CARL: I’m just about studied out. Can I interest you two in a bowl?
All I could do was smile. The first two times that I smoked pot with these guys, which was the first two times that I smoked pot, I found myself with their cocks in my mouth. First Michael, then later that day, Carl. Both guys were shorter than me, by several inches, and both had considerably larger cocks than I do. I was amazed by the size of the cocks on these two diminutive guys.
JACK: Thanks Carl. I’m going to have to pass. I’m pretty beat and...