I come from old and a lot of money, I am a poster child for a ‘trust fund baby’.I met Tina’s mother, Sara Carmicheal when I was a junior in coll...ge. I had, until then, majored in football and coeds. I was the starting wide receiver and punter on our Division II School. We had a decent program and were always first or second in our conference. We played in the Div. II playoffs the year before I was recruited.Sara was a freshman volunteer trainer. She was studying to become a nurse. I hurt my. Thinking of her and myself lying on a patients table with her slacks down around her ankles and her panties pulled to the side he envisioned me hunched over her driving away at her desirable pussy. I saw her get up again and head to the bathroom closing the door behind her. I stopped by the door and listened closely. Two patients sitting outside had heard it earlier as the waited for me to see them. I didn’t hear a thing. Back at the bathroom I knocked. She called out. I asked if she was okay.. My dreams, the thoughts i was to have regarding sex started this night, this night where the each of us came self-masturbating where i had seen my first up close view of an excited pussy that wasn’t mine my first view of male masturbation and a spurting cock my first look at semen or spunk as my dad said when he scooped up some of his cream onto his fingers and stuck them into his mouth “ah lovely fresh spunk” i heard him say.i had never before thought of i tasting myself like usually after i. ” He chuckled and leaned over, whispering in my ear. “Don’t worry, boy. You’ll love it.” His fingers spread lube on my hole and one and then a second finger worked their way into me. I relaxed as he fingered me, cooing with pleasure as I felt my ass stretch. He put on a condom a stroked lube onto it and soon I felt his cock-head pressing against my butt-hole. His aggression was gone and he was whispering gently to me, telling me to breathe and relax as he slowly eased into my asshole. It hurt.