I was attracted to men and at night in my room I jerked off thinking about the guys from school that I found hot, there were many. The guys on my bask...tball team and the guys from gym class who's cocks I would sneak looks at while taking showers. I would jerk off to men's underwear magazines and then when I got my own computer I watched gay porn every night. I would always look at my step dad after he came from the gym, he and my mother had only been married for a short time and I swear I would. Okay, here I go. I replied. I grabbed it and swallowed it. It was so big I thought I would choke at first, but gradually I began to get the hang of it. I moved my head back and forth, along his cock, pleasing him beyond all measures. I could feel his juicy cock throbbing against my mouth. He moaned and let loose his load. It tasted salty yet sweet. I decided I loved it. Chris, he said. You are an amazing cocksucker. We were on top of each other again, kissing and groping while grabbing each. She sure was still there and he resumed gawking at her. She looked to be pretty tall, she took up most of the chaise. Maybe around 5’10” or so. And she was definitely curvy but not obese. Her tan was absolutely all over, no lines, and she appeared to be oblivious to Jake as he stared down from his room watching. She was what the kids would label as a “MILF.” Just then three boys emerged from the sliding glass door of the daylight basement of the woman’s house. Well, they more or less burst out. Fortunately, someone else seemed to think like I do. I found a friend and ally in Arnold Campton, the tall and good-looking black stud who was the captain of the men’s varsity football team. Arnold wanted to catch the predator as badly as I did. His friend Brian Keller was one of the victims. Also, he told me that whenever assaults took place on a college campus in North America, the local feminists were quick to point the finger at male student-athletes. The so-called princes of power. Arnold.