This is my first time writing a story so any mistakes please forgive them. Now a little bit about me as I told you my name is sunny, I am 23 years old...and I am 5 feet and 11 inches tall. I am fair and well built. All in all I am a good looking guy I would say. Girls always tell me that I am very cute and I have good body. I work out in gym regularly. This story happened in my college days at that time my girl friend named Maria. I have changed names here for the sake of privacy. Let me tell you. "First, Rick has to contain himself, and, and..." And," Jimmy followed up. "He has to be a superhuman, a very super-superhuman." He let out a long sigh."Why isn't Rick making many free throws?" Vanessa said, after checking the scoreboard."Because the Pistons are good," the big fellow said. "They've been avoiding it. They don't want to foul Rick Hart. He's too good a free throw shooter." Why have they pulled Rick out?" Vanessa asked, when the time-out was over and they saw Jerry Dupree was on. But that other collection of stupid bureaucrats wouldn't hear of it. I told them that it would just run down the side of the building and down the storm sewer, but they claimed it would pollute New York harbor! Can you imagine anything more stupid than that? One dumb slave is going to add to the pollution of that ... that ... open sewer! But they were adamant." Again Andy sniffed and said, "So if you have a problem, it most certainly isn't with me. Is there anything else?" There sure is," Sally. His fade had a shaven name written into his hair.You said to him while the asian guy looks a little disappointed. "Are you Tre?"The black dude smiles. "Yep. Tre the destroyer of twinks and bottoms." He wore long black tights which he caught you gawking down at. "Don't worry. You can looks but don't touch." His bulge looks considerably big.You shook Tre juicy bulge from your mind as four more men made their way over to you. They were a bit late. They took seats near each other while you look.