He was angry. I mean damn, this girl was cruel. She had teased him over and over. He had seen ever inch of her and touched most of her, but never ...eally tasted her. It drove him over the edge.Vince was single, a nice looking man with a decent career. He made a decent living but would never be rich. He always kept a girlfriend or two around but seldom did any of them really satisfy him. He liked to fuck long and hard. He had always heard that’s what the girls liked, but he was still. I think that what I’m feeling right now is attraction and for the first time ever it is for someone who isn’t myself, I don’t know if it is a romantic attraction or a sexual attraction but whichever it is does scare me because of how unusual and unknown the feeling is but I also like it quite a bit.“So how did that feel?” Elena asks while taking deep breaths with a big smile on her face after she takes her lips away from mine but continues to hold me in her embrace.“Scary, exciting and so. His fingers brushed my rising cock, but I stepped aside, the contact dissipating as if a ghost had touched it. "What the fuck?!" "I'll be back, I just need to go to the bathroom real quick." He let me go, but I didn't see what he had planned for me...As I stood there in an empty bathroom, I had a 'fine' selection of urinals to choose from. I could probably push my cock through the unzipped part of my jeans but I decided to undo the button.As I was relieving myself, I suddenly felt a pair of. It was just football, nothing personal, but he made it personal.His style of revenge was to sneak around and make accusations and complaints against my fraternity to the president of the university. So later when I knocked him unconscious for the second time while playing intramural football, it was no accident, and it was not just football, it was malicious. To any onlookers though, it seemed like ‘just football,’ so his complaints to the student disciplinary council went unheeded, and his.