I was not going to live in a dormitory. Mainly because this was a new college. They only had two dorms and they were full by the time I got my ass aro...nd to applying for a room there. So I went the roommate route. I checked all the bulletin boards on campus during the summer and also went to the housing authority that was kept up by student volunteers. I was having little luck until I found a notice behind several other notes on a board by the student union. It must have been covered over for. The door opens and I am holding on to my items for dear life, I have some letters my friends have wrote and some toiletries. I am led to a loading dock where I am given a chain around my waist and handcuffs on the side, the officer undoes my original handcuffs and puts me in the transport set. I am loaded on the bus and I am terrified. Male prison probably won't be kind to me. We stop off to pick up other inmates at 3 different jails and the bus is packed, I am towards the back of the bus and. The feeling was amazing and the realization of being in such a close act with another man made my heart beat faster. After enjoying our hold for a few moments, I started placing kisses on his shoulder, on his neck, and up to his jaw, until our lips met. I wasn’t used to the stubble around the lips, since none of the girls I had kissed was as hairy as a man but one, maybe; however, Dave’s lips were so soft and tender that my discomfort at the roughness of his skin was soon forgotten. Our lips. He was 25 in age, he told. He asked me to pick up him near his house, I went near to his home getting directed by the location he sent me through WhatsApp.On seeing him my nerves from the soles to top in the head felt a ticklish circular ring-like feeling. He was a girlish man with pinky complexion, 5.5 in height, with nipple peaking out of his t-shirt and was smelling good, I think he used a ladies perfume. But he was in speaking shallowly and hesitated in answering all my questions and made.