It was the first Christmas of my life I'd decided not to spend with my parents back in Yuba City.What luck to have been roomed with a rich boy in the ...orms. But Luke was not some old money dickhead. He was a genuinely fun guy with whom I'd spent the first Semester of college bonding over long, stoned conversations and late drunken nights. He recognized his privilege and had used it to get the best education possible. Despite how handsome he was, and how naturally cool and gregarious he came off. I likedwhen Stan fills me it tells me he was satisfied.After we clean up again Stan and I went to sleep, but sometime beforedawn I felt something around my bottom. When I open my eyes I was facingaway from Stan and his cock was poking me. Stan apologized for waking mebut he didn't stop pushing his cock toward my back door. Once he madecontact with my hole I pushed back and let him enter me for the thirdtime that night. I would have let him fuck me a dozen times if he couldget it up.I woke up. "She might, if I had one." No wife?" I shook my head. "Ex wife? Girlfriend?" I kept shaking. "You can't live here alone!" I don't. I have a whole staff. Ivan, Yann, the Twins. A few others." Just you and your staff? Don't you get, you know, lonely?" Why? Are you volunteering?" I grinned."Well actually," he blushed, which was lovely. "I was thinking of my friend. She's always telling me how all the good, black men are either taken or gay." She's got a point." Ivan agreed."Aw, come on!" Giovanni. It took a couple of minutes before I could stand up, wipe the tears from my cheeks, and move towards the tenth hole. We talked as we played.“Bad experience with men?” I asked with a grin.Dona smiled wryly, “Yes and no. It’s complicated.”“I’m a good listener, I mean, for a guy!”“I think you’d have to be to have close friends like Clarissa and Jocelyn. Girls tend to glom on to guys who listen.”“And usually just want to be friends,” I replied.“I got the picture you don’t have trouble getting.