I was talking to Rex and whining about not having any gay friends and missing his company and Rex said he had a barber in our hometown that liked to p...ay around and I should call him and make an appointment to have the "Barber" cut my hair. Rex and I talked and joked around about me sucking him off and stuff. Couple of weeks had went by and Rex asked me if I had called Tony, the Barber and I promised Rex I would call. I called Tony and after some brief small talk I made an appointment for the. It came out easily and the second it did, Andy sighed. Licking his lips, looking up at Laura. Into those captivating eyes of hers he had looked so longingly into every single day during third period English class. This must be a dream, he thought. But as Laura’s warm, soft tongue slid down his body, he moaned, making it all the more real. She grabbed his boxers with her skilled teeth, and slid them downward, exposing Andy's erect cock to her. He tasted blood, as his lip gave, from his non-stop. Jon bent his six foot two frame at the waist, dry-kissed me on the mouth, smiled, and asked, “Are you sure you don’t want any cream and sugar with that decaf or a little caffeine with that coffee? You may need some endurance insurance for later, don’t you think?” “No, thank you. I’ll get my jolt from the espresso-laden dessert. By the way, you’re late; dinner went down an hour ago. No text... no tweet.... no phone call...I’m listening.” “Rain, I’m s...” “Ntozke Shange-sorry?” “Yes, baby... so. ‘Never thought I’d hear you say you were proud of how I fucked.’ ‘No, silly. I mean what you said to her. How you treat her and look at her. Telling her to be beautiful and sexy, telling her that’s what she was and shouldn’t ever doubt it… that was wonderful. Most people have self-doubt when it comes to things like that. Even movie stars and models worry about that, despite everyone in the world telling them otherwise. Tori hardly felt sexy at all when I first met her. To hear that from you.