. purple French cut panties," I mumbled. "I'm not a sissy or a slut." I protested weakly."What would you call a man who willingly gives his mouth and ...hroat for another man's pleasure? Who gets turned on at the thought of his wife being fucked by another man? Hmm? Sounds like a sissy-slut to me." As he said this he rubbed the slippery head of his cock over my cheeks and chin. Never quite letting me get it back in my mouth. "I bet when Laura's out of town you dress in pantyhose, panties and jerk. The man clutched a briefcase to his chest as he stumbled out of the room. That didn’t do anything for Brendon’s nerves. “What the hell …?” he thought to himself as the door closed to signal the young man’s hurried departure. A head appeared from through the door of the interview room. “Mister Meechin?” Brendon nodded his head. “We will see you now, Mr Mechin.” Brendon stood up and followed the head which did have a body attached to it, Brendon was pleased to see. And quite a body it was. " Ah, you never know."He walked off, and started calling someone on his cell phone. I took one last look and headed to class.After the Pledge of Allegiance, they began calling names down to the office. They didn't say what for, but everyone knew it was for The Program. I idly wondered if I'd get called. My parents had signed me up this year. Even though I was nervous about being naked in public, I'd heard that guys doing the Program got to jack off in class and even have girls help them.They. I closed my eyes and gave myself over to the sensations her hand and mouth were causing, groaning softly when she began to massage my balls with her free hand. My hands cupped the back of her head urging her to increase her tempo and I began to thrust my hips up to meet her downward stroke forcing my self deeper into her willing mouth. Her tongue was like velvet undulating against my hard cock as she sucked while lifting her head before plunging back down. Her fingers tightened on every upward.