"Goodnight Keith," I whisper, reluctantly turning my back on him andheading out the kitchen.I struggle to get any sleep that night. My thoughts are fi...led withKeith, Keith's smell, Keith's embrace... I'd never opened up to anyonelike I had to him, even if most of it was just a lie. I certainly can'timagine myself opening up to Charlotte like that. She may consider me tobe her BFF, but the feeling isn't mutual. Especially when I'm in lovewith her boyfriend...I must have dropped off at some point. As if a dam had broken, the pent up fluid escapes and rushes out of your body. Sounds begin to escape from your mouth -- guttural, animalistic sounds. A muscle or maybe more than one muscle, violently contracts within your groin, forcing a stream of hot semen out of the tip of your cock with such force that a long, twisting ribbon of white fluid rises feet into the air. What were just barely audible sounds and noises turn into uncontrollable expressions of pleasure emanating from deep within. I rammed and rammed and he looked intensely pleased with himself. The ring kept my dick pretty full for a while and I remained inside his body. It was a lovely sensation as I softened. I pulled out and wiped us both down.“Show me your pussy.” I insisted. He pulled his legs back and showed me his used anus. I knelt and kissed his hole.Then inevitably I took his cock in my mouth. Copious precum covered it and I licked it out from under his foreskin. I drew it to full length and throated him. He took me Thursday night. Hamlet's mother, the queen, speaks the line while they're watching a play. Anyway, I'm just saying you're complaining an awful lot about him if you really don't like him. So you probably do." That's silly. He's just a guy." The lady doth protest too much, methinks." Stop that. He took you to see Hamlet?" Yes." What a nerd." Well, yes. But so what? It's my favorite Shakespeare." So what's with this ice cube thing?" I asked."Oh, no. It's not my place to tell you. If you.