There was a free counseling center on campus, but the twenty-one year old senior needed to keep his "problem" a secret, even if that meant paying. Dustin would have to drop out of school if gossip got around. He would never survive the humiliation. Dustin was a clean-cut with wholesome good looks. He didn't seem at all like someone with a problem only a shrink could solve.
college & interracial
Whiteboy And The Black Psychiatrist
The Party's On Me
He knew what he wanted. That night, he was drunk and horned up, and he wanted my ass. There were others trailing upstairs to the party, but I couldn't take my eyes off him. He was not beautiful, but he had a commanding presence. He could not be denied. I looked away, but I looked back. I couldn't help it. He knew he had me, then, I know.
friendship
Becoming a Cock Sucking Slut in the Leather Bar
Having turned 33 this year, I have had time to enjoy sex with several older gentlemen of all sizes, colors, and tastes. I met one of my favorite Tops a few months ago during Southern Decadence here in New Orleans. The Friday night before Labor Day arrived. I put on a pair of shorts, a t-shirt, and hiking boots and hit the Quarter.
encounters
Boot Slut In Chicago
Although he was only 34, he had made fast progress in his career and was in charge of his own team of auditors. To them he was the boss who knew the answers and with whom they had to clear whatever they wanted to do. But when Keith left the office at 4:00 each afternoon his colleagues did not know that he went into a complete role reversal. You see, Keith is a boot slut.
friendship & relationship
Water Polo Boys Get What They Want
Lars, like Greg, was a 19-year-old sophomore at the university. The handsome Norwegian student would quietly pass through the hallways of the second floor of the all-boys dorm where he lived, a few doors down from Greg. Lars was quiet not because he was unfriendly but because he was new to the country, having earned an athletic scholarship to the U. S. university.
college
My Friend Ramon
His mother let me in and said he was upstairs. I went upstairs and walked into his room without knocking because I figured he was watching TV or playing computer games. When I opened the door, Ramon was standing by the side of his bed. He was totally naked and he had his hand wrapped around his dick.
interracial
Young Master Owns Me and He Knows It
I had admired his unassuming manner and unhurried competence from the very first, and I had doubtlessly sent signals in spite of myself. I never deliberately let on that my eager obedience was any more than that of a ranch hand toward the young son of the ranch owner. It just seemed natural to call him Sir even though I was more than twice his age. We all said Sir to him.
farm
Locked Down Tight in the Rack
I have to admit that I was a bit surprised by his revelation as we have been friends since high school and he and I had no problem getting dates with women. In fact, he was always considered to be quite the ladies man. A few weeks ago we were at his apartment watching football and talking, when he just told me.
friendship
A Cock in the Hand Ch. 03
I hoped the familiar feeling of control would return, but even as I took the yoke in hand, a flash of the first moment I touched another man's cock filled my thoughts. Three days ago, none of these thoughts even existed in my head. Now they filled it constantly.
Straight Invaded Ch. 09
I freshened up and got dressed. About 7:45 I texted Danny. Send: GOING ACROSS THE STREET FOR BREAKFAST. A few minutes later. Ding: OK, EN ROUTE BACK WILL BE BY AROUND 3. CARLOS AND NATE ARE COMING TOO, OR SHOULD I SAY COMING IN YOU? ARE YOU READY? Send: YES, I AM :) Send: OK TO INVITE ANOTHER COCKSUCKER? Ding! YOU'VE BEEN BUSY I SEE, SEND ME A PIC. I texted Shane and asked him to send a pic.
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