I pulled my jacket just a touch further down and ran for the bus, which I missed. It started to rain. Walking home did give me a good opportunity to t...ink about what had happened, though I didn't get very far. Why was this happening now? I had never been bullied my entire life, and now, at age 20, this? I didn’t understand why it had happened, either – I was a strong guy, but even my best effort to pull myself loose had been completely futile. Maybe I had just been thrown off. But I didn’t look. I was nervous, understandably so. This would be my first anal sex encounter. I had always been curious about it, but never brave enough to want to try it, even with the stories my friend’s had told me about it. Bryan had never asked me about it, so I had never brought it up. I simply put it down to one of those things I would never do, which I had always thought a good thing. But now as Derek held up the bottle of lubricant and put some on his finger, I decided that I wanted this. “On all. We broke from the embrace and moved to the couch in the living room. This was one hot Mom and I could tell she was dying to tell me something.Mom began by saying how she had enjoyed the play the previous day and as I nodded affirming her feelings, she smile went large. I asked her what she liked and her answer aroused me instantly. She liked the way I took charge and then when I called her daughter a bitch, oh my gosh what a turn on. We talk about that for a minute and I asked her did she. I was 20 years old, a junior in college. I had just begun dating Melissa, a freshman beauty. Brown hair down below her shoulders, a trim athletic figure, lovely breasts that stretched her t-shirt, and a beautiful smile. Her face shone when she was happy, the smile filling her face and her eyes lighting up when she laughed. I was much smitten, but she said she wanted to keep things slow and we had never done more than good night kisses. One Sunday, we drove to her family’s cabin about 20.