A lot has happened since I updated this blog, so this might take a minute to catch everyone up on what's happened. I'm assuming that everyone read the previous posts, so I'm just going to keep going and not re-explain everything.

After the big fight with Kev where he found out about me and Will, Kev started sending out pics of me to all of his highschool friends. They started messaging me all kinds of disgusting comments, calling me names and being total perverts. Guys were printing out my picture and jizzing on it, they were telling me what they wanted to do to me... it was gross.

I need to figure out a short way to refer to Will and Kev's dad, because I don't want to say Mr. _________ and have someone figure out who he is some day (his last name is not common), so I will just call him Clayton, although I think I've always called him "Mr. ________" in person. So, the dad's name is Clayton. Okay.

Clayton came up to where I work and we talked about the whole situation. He said that he found out about the pictures and that he told Kev to make it stop. I think he was worried that I would sue because he was adamant about explaining that the pictures were gone and that no one would be harassing me anymore. I was so embarassed - obviously he'd seen the pictures too, and I don't look very ladylike in any of them. After seeing the pictures, and hearing that I had sex with both of his sons, I can only imagine what he thought of me. I could see the disdain in his face. It was humiliating.

Will and the guys kept wanting to hang out, although we didn't hang out at Will's house anymore. Mostly we went out drinking, or hung out in the park, or did something at someone else's house. My friends told me that they were probably just using me for blowjobs and sex, but at the time I thought it was just a friends with benefits kind of thing, and that we were - in reality - friends. But, over time it turned out that they were right. I was just their cumdump.

I guess I knew it when we went to play miniature golf. This was a couple of weeks ago, when it was still warm. Will and Nathan and Eric picked me up and we went to the place. Every time we get together, we joke around and flirt, so while we were playing there were plenty of "Here hold our balls" jokes. After a few holes, Eric started daring me to go into the bathroom with him. I was trying to blow it off as a joke at first, because this was a family place (although it wasn't very busy), but he kept on asking. I always get wet when they do this. Anytime they are all pushy and I can tell that they really want me, it just flips a switch in my head and I start getting turned on.

Eric and I went to the bathroom, which was really just a big cinderblock room with a toilet and a sink. We locked the door and he held me from behind, one hand sliding up under my shirt and the other sliding down the front of my shorts, his fingers over my panties. I could feel his hardness pushing against my butt as he kissed the back of my neck and walked me forward to the sink. I unbuttoned my shorts and pushed them down, then my damp panties down around my knees, leaning forward to grip the cool porcelain sink. He had already pulled his pants down and was rubbing his dick on my slit. We didn't have condoms, so I just let him fuck me without one. He held onto my hips and pounded me fast and hard. He came inside of me, but he said he was sorry. While we were getting our pants pulled back on, my phone chimed with a text from Nathan. He said to stay in the bathroom once Eric was done. So, after Eric left Nathan came in and he wanted a blowjob, and then he bent me over and fucked me. He shot his load on my ass. He left and I stayed to clean up, when Will knocked and came in. He thought that it would be weird if he didn't fuck me too, so he did, and came in my mouth. By the time I had cleaned up, the other guys were on the last two holes, and they were cracking jokes the rest of the day. They called me Par 3 for the rest of the day.

Some of my friends had a huge problem with me having sex with all three of them. I think that I've hurt some of my friendships by telling them this stuff. That's kind of why this forum is perfect. Because, really, they're right. Those guys do use me and I let them. They don't use condoms anymore, because they know I'm a pushover and they know that if they ask in the right way, they can manipulate me into spreading for them. My friends are right. I've been like this all my life.