I was in heaven! "Hi, may I help you miss?" said theshopkeeper to my mom. "Are you here to pick out some ballet outfitsfor your daughters?" No, miss..." replied my mom. "My son will be starting a class thisafternoon and needs to be outfitted with the necessary clothing." I see," she said, and as she approached me, she introduced herselfas Miss Ellen, my teacher. "Hello Taylor, I was so delighted to seethat a boy had registered for the class! I haven't had a boy in thepast 3 years. I'm so. ” It was an unexpected invitation that caught me totally unprepared and by surprise. “Sure,” I replied without even thinking of the ramifications of my nonchalant response. I sauntered off to the coffee bar and made a frapachinno. As I walked by the reception desk, I caught a glimpse of Joy’s thigh and a lot of exposed leg. I did my best to not prolong my look, but failed. Joy must have sensed someone was fixated on her. She looked my way, looked down at her exposed leg and then back at me. I. We looked at each other and smiled."That was great, Thanks Angela." Chad said while getting up. He cleaned himself up and got dressed."Your welcome. It was great." I replied.Chad left, since Dad was coming into the drive way. Chad came back over, when ever Mom and dad were gone. He loving fucking my wet pussy. On the days Chad wasn't there though, I went out to look for a boyfriend. I was still depressed about the love of my life, David breaking up with me. I guess it helped to be with. So I was hooked, every day after work I would part mybike outside find a cubicle and get an amazing blow job.I saw familiar faces, I never spoke. These were dirtygay men, I was a young, clean good looking guy who wasstraight, married.One month went then another and then another. Each timeI would zip up and leave, and never touch a guys cock.Then came the Tuesday night. The cubicle I normally wentin was being used, so I went in the end stall. Damn thedoor had no lock. But it had a hole and.