Though he was horny as hell, he spoke decently. We started talking. Slowly, we understood we had similar interests. He was a bottom and obviously, I w...s a top.One fine night, we both were way too horny and he started sending pictures of his naked ass and boobs. Even I sent my dick pictures and he loved it. He sent me his location and asked me to come to his home. Nobody was at his place. As it was late, I did not go.The next day, we decided to meet in the evening as his folks won’t be around in. Then I cut the back of the rubber washer to fit perfectly over the rounded end of the golf tube. I put the tube under my mattress and up against the wall on the other side. My bed sheets covered the tube on the electrical tape side. I slipped the condom on my average length narrow cock. The condom was a little baggy.I had to push hard in order to get my cock through the rubber washer. Once through, I began to fuck the tube. As I began pushing in, I noticed the tube sliding out from under my. I absolutely loved being able to make men fall in love with me and being able to make them lose complete control in the bedroom and that too, because I was the sole reason for that loss of control. It absolutely drives me crazy and is my ultimate high. It's just as satisfying to me as having an orgasm. I have become addicted to that feeling of absolute power over men. The quicker I could make them cum, the more powerful I felt. This was my ultimate addiction. I 'lived' to be 'the best you'll. It was the only thing saving me from total embarrassment.I was looking at her taking another sip of the soda, but this time she caught me. I quickly looked back at the screen, trying to make it seem like I was only glancing at her for a second. Then I felt a squeeze on my thigh. I looked back at her and she had the straw in her mouth and a wicked smile on her face. She winked at me and squeezed my thigh again, a little higher this time. The squeezing and the smiling were doing wonders for my.