***** Parking my bike, I sat there waiting. For what I wasn’t sure but something told me to wait. In my lifetime, I’ve learned to listen to such t...ings. I pulled a crumpled up pack of cigarettes out of my vest pocket and lit one. I’d been riding for an hour or so and the first cigarette is always the best. It gives you that lightheaded buzz. I’ve done all kinds of shit in my life but had left most of them behind. Cigarettes and beer were about my only vices of that nature left. Finishing my. Again, she listened to the disembodied voice on the line, the expression on her face giving nothing away, “Okay, tell me what you want me to do,” she asked, pausing for instruction, “Okay, where are you?”Again, all I could hear was this dull, muted tone, “Are you alone?” she paused, “Really, tell me what he’s doing.” Whatever his reply was brought a shiver from her as first she raised her right leg onto the low armrest of the chair, with her left leg following immediately afterwards onto the. He went into his bedroom’s half bath. He lasted four strokes before erupting into the sink, college maturity be damned.The next evening there was a light tapping on his door. “Come in.”Fran came in and shut the door behind her. She stood staring at the ground, her chin quivering. Mark hugged her. “It’s ok. You don’t have to do this. Nobody’s making you.”“I want to. I want the bragging rights.”Mark shook his head. “All right, sit at my desk. Are you on birth control?”“No.”“I have some condoms,. I was chocking, about to pass out and he kept his strong hands locked around the back of my head and his cock buried balls deep in my sissy mouth. Time seemed to stand still, I was aware of my saliva leaking from my mouth, dripping from my chin, and running down the front of my chest. His cock and body continued to convulse as he hugged my head, keeping my face pressed into his body. I could smell his musk, feel his balls, pulled up tight and pressed to my chin. Just as I’m starting to fade he.