The frat guys and sorority sisters were going to expect her todo her act to its full potential.As soon as she entered the Eta Lambda Pi frat house she...knew thatsomething was wrong. Carl Huntley answered the door holding a beer andwas obviously well under the influence of alcohol as he gave her anappreciative once-over and motioned for her to come inside but heseemed pleasant enough. But there were no party noises; there was nothrong of inebriated co-eds dancing to blaring music. There was. "It's not like there's a lot of people I can ask."He licked one of his fingers, unselfconsciously, and my gaze followed the motion. He saw me watching and smiled."You can ask me, babe. You can always ask." Yeah, but before I ask anything, I have to say, I don't get the anal sex thing. I mean, I don't even get it with gay guys, but I really don't get it with straight guys. Why would you want to do that?"Evan looked up, thinking."It's like..." he paused. "First of all, it's like total domination.. I left the house, I went to the garage, I opened the door, I went outside. I had not planned anything, for me, it would be a night like any other. Go outside, see a car approaching, show him my little ass when he passes me and, if he stops, immediately go home. But something happened. I saw a car approaching, a small vehicle, when it passed the front of my house, I saw the driver's face. It was as if in that instant the world had stopped, because I saw him, I saw him very well, his prominent. "I just watched a lot of gay porn. So I know stuff." He looked to the wall, avoiding my gaze. I burst out laughing. He smiled and went back to what he was doing. Gently, he pulled my breifs down, just enough so my dick could slide out. His eyes widened and I reddened. I never thought of myself as big, really. More just average. I was about 7 inches soft, and around 8 and a half hard. But I hadn't seen a whole lot of other guys's junk, so I didn't really know. Davy stroked down the side of my.