It tasted sweet and delicious. For real. Although I don’t think I did a very good job of deep throating him without gagging, I know that he was enjo...ing it, not near as much as me though. I loved tickling and teasing his cockhead and the sensitive underside. Cuz that’s what I like,right? When I’m receiving head from a woman. He asked me what I wanted when he came; did I want him to catch it? I told him truthfully that I’d never even tasted my own cum but I wanted very much to taste his. He. But that was nothing compared to mypride in finishing my first pencil skirt in home economics. Since I wasone of the "jocks" I got a free pass taking my "electives" without any ofthe accompanying bullying. I also got to know a lot more girls at myschool since everyone wanted to help the "poor boy."CollegeI did quite well grade-wise in high school and graduated in the top 5class, then proceeded to ace the SAT exam (although my friends didn'thave any clue that I was that bright). I didn't have. I went into one I knew just off of Victory and Van Nuys, and the guy behind the counter did not even look twice at me.I browsed through some of the magazines and videotapes they had displayed, and saw what I was looking for. I headed over to where the toys were, and oh boy there were a lot of them.Everything from slender vibrators about the size of 2 of my fingers pressed together in various pastel colors, to gigantic rubber dicks that look like the size of what I had seen on stud horses back. .. the one where I didn’t lie on top of her naked body, lunging and spurting her full of dangerous sperm.Chastity, however, was of another mindset.On this first day that our sexual relationship began, it was also the first day of Amy’s convention. That was going to last three days. Chastity had spent the previous night at my house, but everything had been normal. That means she slept in her own bed. She was going to spend two more nights at my place, and from her viewpoint, my queen-sized bed.