“Cover me in lube baby” he asks through heavy breathes.I grab the lube from the bedside cabinet squeezing a generous amount onto my hand and gentl... cover his cock from base to tip in the silky gel.He was all slippy and my hole was wet and ready from his probing tongue. He hooked his thumb around my string and pulled it across my ass cheek, then pulled at my hips to lower me down onto his throbbing cock. I crouch over his cock feeling the tip against my hole, gently I pushed against him, the tip. ”“Where do we start?” I asked.“Bed,” she said softly. “I want to make love with you. Just in case it never happens again.”I turned so that we were face-to-face, her small breasts pressing on my chest and her hands on my butt, pulling me against her. I understood what she wanted, but my state of mind rebelled against it. It was all part of the serious self-examination I’d been doing for the past month that had resulted in changing my thinking about who I should be having sex with.“Karin, you’re. By weeks end, the school had a new principal, and my medical bills were covered by the school system. The suit against the school system was dropped, once they agreed to pay my medical bills, to pay the lawyer's fees, and to let me return to school without any penalty for the missed week. As a side note here, I never did see Randy or his goon squad in that school again, though we did collect a nice little sum from the ex-principal.By the time I was ten, I not only had an envious coin collection. By no means am I gay, but every once in a while I accidentally did some meat gazing. The stereotype is not always true, but some of those guys were hung like horses. Namely, my next door neighbor Tyree.Ty was a senior linebacker on his 5th year of eligibility and NFL bound after the year was over. He was a 6 foot 3 pile of muscle listed at 245 pounds in the roster, but 10 pounds of that had to have been cock. Ty wasn't a fan of clothes and typically wore just gym shorts. And I mean only gym.