..Then, I was younger, more rash. The life of a mercenary suited my nature. My only commitment was to my current contract. My only loyalty was to myse...f.I went where 'now' took me, and did what I was hired to do. I lived by my own honor; I saw myself as Ronin - the master-less samurai. I would not take a life purely for money, but there are many reasons for a man to die.The 'now' took me around the world. Beirut, Belfast, Azerbaijan. They all began to look the same to me. I began understand why. The more I thought about all he had told me the more I wanted to know yet I never found men attractive but thoughts of sex with them made me so horny, I wanked off to fantasies of older men, teachers, and strangely most of all my older brother. For a long time I would feel ashamed after masturbating and questioned my sexuality, I even tried to stop these thoughts but they always returned and with them, my 14 year old boner. It never entered my mind to actually fulfil any of these fantasies but. I figured blackmail, getting fired, and possibly jail all in one thought. I always thought Sarah was cute. She learned to be a great student and very fond of me after I taught her how to learn and was immune to her manipulating charms as a defense mechanism for getting over on the "system." She offered me d**gs, sex, and a hard time if I would let her "sake" and pass her without doing any of the work. I was a hard mother fucker when it came to my students. Former combat Marine me. Sarah was. I was in heaven, shamelessly begging him to fuck me harder, my own cum dribbling down my chin messily."do me doggystyle" i pleaded. So he took his cock out, telling me to turn over. I got myself on all fours and had a quick suck of his dick, then he knelt behind me while i pulled my cheeks apart, showing my freshly shaven hole. I wiped some spit on it and he rubbed his cock in it then pushed his swollen cock-head against my puckered hole, which clamped tightly around his shaft. This was the 2nd.