I sucked as much cum as I could out of his cock and then backed away.“What did you think?” I asked. He just sighed. I grabbed his hand and stood h...m up and said “now, its my turn” and walked him to the bedroom. I made him get on his knees and started talking him through his first blow job. As he got the hang of it, he began enjoying it more and I could see his cock was standing proud again so I stopped him. It was time for the moment of truth.I said to him “In every relationship, there is a top. I took off my boxers, threw them in my pile of dirty laundry, and headed for the bathroom. Steven barely gave me a second glance as I walked past him and into the bathroom.“Have fun”“Hahaha. Fuck you!” Why am I letting him get to me? I shut the door and turned the shower on. As the water warmed up I looked at myself in the mirror. I wasn’t a bad looking guy. Yeah, I had a small dick, I’ll admit that, but most people didn’t see that. My face was nice. Hell, I was kinda cute. Now, I really. I'd drop my stuff in my room and head to the restroom. Invariably, the bathroom was empty and I was able to drop a deuce (or two) in total privacy.Amusingly, I kept this routine up throughout the whole of college and it always worked a treat. Yet there was this one occasion when things didn't go to plan.I had been at College for about four weeks and really enjoying myself, and by now I was in the habit of using the restroom after my morning classes. I would swiftly stroll across Campus and. The banker needed identification from each of us."You're twenty-one?" the banker questioned me as he handed my driver's license back. Laura turned her head sharply toward me and I could hear her gasp. She was just learning that I had had two birthdays while overseas. While the banker deposited the cash that Laura had counted out, she pointed out where the safety deposit boxes were located. "The savings book is in the box," she confided."I'm such a shit!" she screamed when we were back in the.