I could not find any clean underwear. I wore my used jock strap home. I forgot to wash it the last time I wore it. It had been in my locker for about ...wo weeks. I pulled down on the bottom of my yellow high school t-shirt. I was on the football team, and played basketball. Being 6ft 4 helps, but maybe not with this tight gym uniform. I hope nobody sees me walking home today."Honk! Honk! Buck!! Hey dude..." said a guys voice. It was Stan. He was driving his Dad car. "What's up?" I said. "Hey!. I drew my needle gun just as Oxy pulled hers out, and Mom rushed forward and shoved her blaster under one of the guard’s chin. To my surprise, even Trix threatened the guards with her useless blaster. The two guards had their hands up as their Sergeant tried to get back on his feet.We took the lock-up by surprise, and we had the Sergeant and his two guards disarmed and on their knees with their hands behind their heads within seconds. Mom moved between the guards and the emergency alarm box. So one day I wore my minis and went to the gym. once there i started talking abt just how badly i needed money. One of them agreed to help me but if i fucked him. and I said yes. So the next day he called me over to his house. When i went there i had a little surprise waiting for me. As he was not alone but he had a camera with him.He said that he wanted to record our sex. I had always herd abt such things but cming accross one such incident really made me feel strange. Actually i felt excited. I could feel her tongue massaging me as she slid up and down my rigid manhood, her hands now grasping my testicles.... and squeezing ever so slightly.. enough for excitement, but not too hard to hurt. I felt my load building up inside me, I looked down at her and saw pleasure on her face... she stopped just long enough to give me a smile.. and again she said, "I want you to cum now.. please".... She lowered her mouth back over me, her tongue dancing as she lowered further down, taking me down.