I had been in Atlanta, GA for almost 2 months doing a big project for an auto manufacture when I decided to start asking around about going out maybe ...o try and get laid or at least have some fun. Larry a guy that worked on the same projected suggested I looking for a room mate for the next few months while I worked in ATL. I decided to run an ad in the local paper and had a huge response I finally interviewed 3 people 2 guys and 1 older lady. The older lady was just a little to old for. “Put your head back,” Jimmy commanded. When I complied, he told me, “open your mouth”, Jimmy’s cock was dangling over my face. “Wider!” He raised his voice, I opened as wide as possible, and he slowly, guided it in. He kept pushing, until it touched the back of my throat, his balls resting on my nose. Moving his hips he began fucking my mouth, still digging his fingers into my breasts. When Jimmy increased his speed, I began to choke, so they both pulled out, for a few moments. As I lay. An 18 year old doesn't last long and soon he was moaning and warning me that he was close. I slowed things down and told him to use his hands to stroke me so I could get closer. We decided to switch, putting me on my back and him between my legs. This gave him total control and it also put him in a better position to massage my prostate as he pounded me. He began to sweat. I stroked myself and pinched his nipples. He moaned louder when I did that. I also grabbed his hairless balls and gently. Me with consternation. "In that case, Henry," she smiled reassuringly, "You just be a good boy and listen to what me and my vagina tell you and we'll all get along just dandy."There was another thing on my mind. Something seriously important. "Uh, Mom," I said, pointing at my weeping sausage, "Don't you think I need to, uh, like, put something on it? You know, just in case." Oh," said Mom as the penny dropped, "It's fine, sweetie. You don't need to worry about that sort of thing. See, before.