If they were really going to do this, (and pass the class!), they would have to truly want to investigate, explore, and study the topic of Human Sexua...ity. This wouldn’t be some peep show or just another blow-off class. They decided that even as the degree of sexual experience varied among them, they each wanted to learn more about human sexual desires and lifestyles, and to better understand their own as well. So with that, their choice had been made. They all took the AIDS test on Tuesday. We arrived several minutes later at the Superdome and ushered inside the huge facility by the local police, security was everywhere. We arrived in the locker room to find brand new uniforms hanging in our lockers, the Superbowl patch on the upper right shoulder of the jersey.I began to change into warm up gear, compression shorts and a long sleeved tee shirt, slipping a stocking cap on my head. I strung up a pair of turf shoes, I had a few hours to make sure I had the right shoes on. I headed. Just looking at him made my toes curl in anticipation. My body reacted violently to the thought of his against mine. A shudder made its way down my spine. The feeling was delicious. I clenched my jaw and I let out a slow moan. Everyone around me must think I’m crazy by now. I wanted him on top of me. Of course being on work just amplified the fantasies. I knew I couldn’t be considered ‘sexy’ in these uniforms. Nothing about them was sexy. The shirt hung down my body like a potato sack. It was. ”I was shocked for a second, and I realised I needed to say something, I will never know why, but I just said ok.He laid down on the couch, his legs around me, and wiggles his hips to position himself just under my head. He didn’t say anything, just raised his eyebrows and thrusted his hips toward my face as if saying, go on, what are you waiting for? I put my glass back on the table, and slid down the couch. I took his small penis in my mouth, sheepishly, just tasting it. I didn’t really do.