My name is Bruce, and as this is a based on a true story, I won't bother with my last name. Growing up in a small town in upstate New York, I was a ty...ical All-American k**, a bit shorter than average but with a good build and quite athletic. Blue eyes, light brown hair, strong jaw and broad shoulders kept me popular with the girls. I didn't even know what gay was until I went to university and met a friend who confessed his sexuality to me one night. I didn't think anything of it and Steve and. I'm sure having me there watching was very arousing for both of them."The most erotic and hardcore thing that I ever did was on that night. As my uncle was fucking his boyfriend, he had decided that when he came he wanted to cum not inside Tim, but in my mouth. As he was getting ready to cum, he called for me and had me kneel down on the floor. He pulled out of Tim's ass and stuck his cock into my mouth. Fuck!! For some reason, the thought of that really turns me on!! The thought of him. He had been moving all these things himself with only the help of another fellow cop from the precinct. He was not friends with the officer but he had volunteered to help a fellow cop in need. By late afternoon, he had finished. Hudson stood by the door of his apartment, taking a good look at his new pad, eyeing everything from ceiling to floor and wondering just how long it would take for him to arrange all the furniture pieces and carpeting. The Professor had always had good tastes in home. My boo was his usual confident, friendly self. I made small talk with Rabia and Salwa, then wished them goodbye before we parted ways. Steve and I caught the escalator leading up to the food court and Salwa and Rabia headed toward the postal office. Steve and I went to Manchu Wok and he ordered a plate of rice with potatoes, orange chicken and salty pork. Even though I consider myself super liberal, I’m still a Muslim woman. No pork for me. I ordered rice and potatoes, with chicken wings and a.