But one day she came to me crying and told me she didn't think she could be with me anymore, that she had cheated on me. I was devastated and hurt so ... demanded she tell me what happen.She had started working at a pizza place once she moved here, and they would always work her to close because she would always say yes when they asked so she often closed the store late at night when it was just her and the manager. One of the managers was a tall, 29 year old, skinny white guy with a lot of. Your perfectly shaped boobs are mine.” Another gross word, that too commenting on my body. Hearing the words, I started to feel wet down again.He continued, “No Scott, anymore.” I like the fact that he is jealous of him. I wanted to spur him more. I replied, “Scott’s is a big man. Are you as big as him?” And my comments worked him up. He asked, “Do you want to see?” Saying so, he stood up on the bed and removed his night pants.He is not wearing any inner. His manhood immediately sprung up right. He may also invite some gay friends, with whom the winning woman’s straight boyfriend will have whatever kinds of sex they want. Twelve hours. Bring your applications to Freud Hall, Room 122, before midnight next Sunday. Auditions start the next day. We will pick ten finalists to enter the lottery based on audition performance with me and with my gay roommate. Our senior resident will then draw one winner’s name from among those still in the contest. I thought it was hilarious. Daryl and Brett. My world shifted and blurred. Thoughts about my own excitement fell away and I became left completely absorbed in the huge fat cock thrusting down my throat and filling my body as well as the big strong older hairy man behind it. The humongous cock shoving down my throat. That incredibly long, incredibly fat cock being hauled back out. Shoving inside. Puling out. Shoving in. Pulling out. The hand at the back of my head holding me in a steel grip. The warm humid scent of sweating cock.