I held each cock in my hand as I marveled at just how beautiful they were. Now fully erect each cock was, I am sure, at least 8 inches long. They were...not as thick as Joe’s but still gigantic in comparison to mine. I felt like a little girl with two dolls as I sat there playing with their manhood.I couldn’t resist any longer so on my knees I bent forward and took Stan’s cock to my lips. I cradled his ball sack and balls in my left hand as I kissed the tip of his cock. I tasted his pre-cum and. I don’t know to this day what combination of alcohol was in the drink. It never occurred to me that athletes would be drinking. I’d seen him buy soft drinks but found out too late that they were just for mixers.“Don’t be a baby,” he teased. “This is college life. Drink up and have some fun. Let’s dance.”I certainly didn’t want to be a baby. I drank the concoction and took his hand as he dragged me to the dancefloor.It’s funny the details I remember and the things I blocked out. They played a. The thing is I can't blame them for their paranoia. We are at least as dangerous as our closest companions and worst enemies.If you don't understand that last then I'll just say that just as men made dogs, so to have dogs made men. And that started before either species made a symbiotic pact (even if it has never been written down) to live together and cooperate on making the world safer for those wolves who threw their lot in with us.So as I said we know the direction we need to travel to get. Then he smiled.As before, Marvin led the way down to the basement, and the young man followed behind him. That faint musty tang of the basement greeted him, and the aroma brought a strong memory of the last time he'd visited Marvin there."Will you be able to stay for long?" Marvin asked him."I have nothing else planned," came the young man's reply."Oh good!" Marvin said smiling. "Because I'm in the mood to really make you work hard for this next orgasm! I let you off rather easily last time, if.