I knew they had some medical type books that showed naked bodies and stuff, not anything much, but it was to me, as I was excited by almost anything t... do with sex. I still recall being really excited by those art books with old paintings of naked people, of womens breasts with big nipples and especially one that had several large prints of paintings with men naked in battle. Some werent so good but I remember one I looked at every chance I had. It had a young Roman soldier with a muscular but. He seemed to relax a bit, but I then realized that he was still rock hard.Then I heard him tell the others that my asshole was next. He pulled my ass cheeks apart and pointed out my tight little asshole to the others. He said it was going to be fun ripping into this one. I knew better than to think he might be gentle. All of a sudden he pulled my asshole open just a bit, pulled his wet cock from my pussy, and rammed it into my ass. Oh, the pain! I was sure that he must have ripped my. Kurt was unbelievably good-looking.The other man's name was Brad. He was a black American, with a shaved head and a body like professional wrestler. He was even taller than Kurt and he had muscles that could only be the result of years of serious workouts in a gym.All through school Jeremy had hated jocks. They were the source of much of the abuse he had taken and their confident displays of machismo made Jeremy feel inadequate. Instinctively, he felt dislike and fear in front of these two men. ’ She laughed and he grinned, taking a drink. ‘A smart, beautiful woman that wants me for me, not because of my celebrity.’ ‘And you can’t find one woman like that?’ He shook his head, wondering what she was thinking about all this. ‘Not until I read your story.’ A long stretch of silence followed and he realized that she wasn’t quite sure what to do. In her eyes, she was an ordinary mortal visited by Gale Superman. ‘And what does this have to do with me?’ ‘I have a favor to ask you.’ ‘A favor?.