I still saw gay sex as an easy opportunity to get off, with no emotional consequences...easier than finding a girl. Sometimes I would reciprocate, som...times not.The driver of the BMW was maybe 35 years old, slightly pudgy. He seemed troubled, like he had a lot on his mind. He clearly wanted someone to talk to. So I listened to his troubles, as he talked about his problems getting along with his father, and a lot of other things. We drove for 20 minutes or so before he asked me where I was. -ahhh…oh my god…imad, what are you doing?-I face palmed, silently laughing. He is totally crazy this time, I thought.After a while, he took his face outta there. I looked at him and saw him putting his middle and ring finger together into my ass and he put the palm of the same hand on on my buttocks and started moving his hand up and down, making some weird sound. I was moaning. It was a good feeling. I felt my buttocks moving up and down at his pace and he was pacing up as well.After a while,. And since the bathroom down on the lower level was the smallest in the school with only two stalls, most people used the ones upstairs so it seemed her best bet. She waited until the midpoint of class after Mr. Sheahan had posted the problems for people to work on and asked to go to the bathroom.She practically ran to the staircase and flew down the stairs. Her assumption had been right, the bathroom appeared empty. She got in the stall and pulled up her skirt. She wore a skirt to make this. When she had finished the delivery boy(Who by now had a hardon)politely coughed and said 'Excuse me madam.I have a package for you'.My neighbour looked up and said'It looks like you do'. Telling him to put the package down she sat up and pulling him towards her undid his trousers,revealing a cock that must have been at least 8 inches.'Oh my.You are a big boy.I see you already have precum on it. Let me taste it'.At this she took it in her hand and slowly began to take it in.She managed to get.