"Hey dude. Did you sleep well?" He laughs. "Yeah. Sorry, I didn't mean to fall asleep." "No problem man, no problem. I wanted to give you a blanket, b...t…" I stop and smirk. "Didn't want to get the blanket all filthy… you know?"He looks at his bare chest. "Oh shit. I'm sorry." "Hey, don't sweat it. You enjoyed yourself, that's cool." "I should get cleaned up. What time is it?" I glance at my watch. "Half past ten." O, shit. Should get going soon then." I get up from the comfy chair I had been. Nothing did. Maybe his big curved cock opened up some inner room. I know how much he shot when I took him oral, I felt him throb as he filled me and it felt like a good healthy wet load. My index finger confirmed a pussy full of semen. I went to sleep quite satisfied keeping it all and good with knowing I'll likely be pregnant by morning. I did not care, I was his first and he was pretty darn good. I woke to Kristen speaking and pushing me on the shoulder. My first words were "Where's. .. "The next train from platform seven is the 1735 to Ramsgate, calling at Bromley South, Chatham, Gillingham, Sittingbourne, Faversham..."The hustle and bustle of the trains faded from her mind as her thoughts went back to a year before."Can you come to my room? I've got something to show you?" Okay, what is it?" her boyfriend, Steve had asked, but she had just grinned, running up the stairs to the wing where her room was. "Your birthday present," she called behind her as she turned the corner. We bowed to our referee and then each other. We were ready to fight. This final bout was to be two rounds of two minutes, this was going to be a hard bout, as I was going to be defensive for a much longer time, which meant I was likely to get hit at some point with his quality offense.At the referee’s signal the bout started, my strategy for this fight was speed of movement in my defense. I needed to keep side stepping so I wasn’t forced into a corner. This would also make it hard for Patrick.