Both of us were seniors in high school and both eighteen years of age.Near the end of the semester, when my friend turned eighteen, his parents purcha...ed a paintball gun as a birthday present. He was happy to finally be eighteen and he admired his present so much so that he wanted to show it to me right away. The following weekend he asked if we can spend time together. After school, we walked to his house. I brought some movies in my backpack so we can relax later on. He told me nobody was. Only snuggling up in hiscare and protection forever did...A crush?On my best friend??A guy??But it must be so. I've never felt so head over heels over a dudebefore, God help me! Doing sissy things and acting crazy off-the-wallways to gain his attention again, and in the process kindling awesomesensations inside me which I never dreamt having. Feelings stilldeliciously confusing and tingly and aching and cuddly and damning withbrash sicko-fag impulses scathing my tattered male ego.But if that. The boxy windowless room, lit gloomily by a low watt bulb, was sparsely furnished and carpet less, containing a solid oak chest of drawers, crammed with bondage clothing, make up and sex toys, with an armless office swivel chair pushed against it. Mozart’s ‘Requiem’ played tinnily on a pair of little speakers connected to her smartphone, helping Wanda focus on the rituals of degradation she was to perform. She stubbed out her cigarette and checked her outfit, pleased with her minimalist choice. ...I grab you head to push you deeper down and pull you out and push you down on me as I feel you chock faster and faster you start to move. I’m starting to feel the tension in my ball and feel them both tighten and feel to explode as I move my thighs pushing my cock inside your mouth.......then you pull away from me and stand up........you walk backwards and I see your body covered again by the water from the clouds covering your silk like body and dripping of your face your nipples and your.