The sound of the leaves and sticks crunching under my weightbrought comfort in their familiarity. Keeping my breathing regular, Idetected the subtle s...ent of ozone in the air. It would rain soon. And yet,even the threat of the approaching rain, had not given me reason to stop myrun. I needed this run more than I needed to be warm and dry. Leaping overa fallen log, I tried to push past my lousy week, wanting to forget my job,my complicated family, my every worry. I felt a gust of wind kick up. “Well, if we’re gonna do this, I want to make one thing clear,” Dakota said turning to face the older man directly.“Yea? What is it?” the old man said with a chuckle, “You want me to pull out when I cum?”“No, you can cum in me if you want,” Dakota said, “but if we do this, I want you to know I’m still a virgin, and not on the pill.”“Ah, I see,” the older man said chuckling, “That’s fine with me.”“Well since I’m a virgin, I’m going to charge $500 for this first time. Supply and demand and all.”. I was leaning against you, my cock rubbing over your mons, and I put my lips near your ear. “Lead me inside you,” I whispered. I knew that since I had been given a vasectomy years ago, I didn’t need to worry about giving you a baby. And I couldn’t believe I was going to be the one to enter you for the first time, the first man to slide a cock between your labia, to pop you like a bottle of champagne. You slid your hand carefully up and down on my cock, and I could see that with your other hand. Now mind you, there are a lot of really good and decent young men out there, that don't deserve to be fucked over like that. I leave those guys alone. But you would be amazed at the number of misogynistic young butt-holes out there. The date rapers, the girlfriend beaters, the gay bashers, and on and on. So how do I get them, at literally no risk to myself? I've built off-campus housing in the home town of a large university. During construction, every apartment was equipped with spy cameras.