It was the year that I forayed into man to man sex.Our college is one of the top colleges in the city. It participated in many competitions and I bein... an avid competitor always took part in as many competitions as possible.My first experience happened in one such competition I took part in. The competition was in other city and all the lodging was already done in a big hotel. Each room was shared by two participants. As I entered my room I saw that my roommate was already settling himself in. She was writhing and moaning like crazy and kept saying yes, yes go deeper. I told her that the shorts were too tight and I couldn't get my hand in any further and with that she unbuttoned them and took them off. I couldn't believe that this was happening. All I knew was I wanted it to continue. A few minutes later she was rubbing my cock thru my jeans and felt my Hardon. I reached down and opened my belt and pulled my zipper down and she reached inside and released my cock. The next thing I. I'm not stupid you know and, well he might change his mind or what the police call his "modus operandi" mightn't he?So this time when I followed him I waited until after he left. He was in the house for about fifteen minutes I guess. I watched him leave, the back pack over his shoulder. He'd obviously got in through a back window or something so I went around behind the house. Everything was dark. It was a bit spooky really. The back door was ajar. He must have come out that way. Well it was. I was out of the door like a shot, running through the grounds, hopping the fence and heading to the headlights in the distance. My car was parked in a little gravel parking lot outside the center grounds. Leaning against it was Angie. She was five foot ten inches, ninety-three pounds of hot. She was wearing cutoff jean shorts that hung so low I could see her pelvic bones peeking out from the belt line, and a Def Leppard T-shirt that was cropped so high I could see every single one of her.