“I guess I should close the door, then,” he said.But like Mom, he wasn’t in any hurry. He wanted to show me what good shape he was in, and, God,...he was. He had thin hips, sinewy legs, and a hard flat chest with a patch of graying curls between his nipples. His dick was tiny, compared to last night, and it lounged on his scrotum like a pampered little sultan.I bit my middle finger.“That’s a very sexy look for a girl,” Alvin said. “Be out in a minute, if you have to use the toilet.”He shut the. I feel sexy, but you look it. I mean, I've got this gut. You have muscles." "Chris, you are in good shape. Don't put yourself down so much." "Steve, you also got what the lady's want." "Good abs?" "No, stupid, a big cock. I must admit, I was really impressed by it." "Thanks. You were? I've always thought it was a little too big. I wish mine were a little smaller--like yours. I am not saying yours is small, cause it is not. But just a little smaller." "Why would you want a smaller cock?". I’m always glad to get out of here, though, when school is out. You seem to like it, though.”“I like this boarding house,” I said. “I’m not likely to find a deal as good as this in Bowie. And moving there now would seem – I don’t know – presumptuous. What if the Orioles just reassign me to Frederick?”“Yeah, I guess. Hey, Randy, what do you think of Betsy?”The Betsy that Hedberg was talking about was our newest fellow boarder – a transfer student from Mary Washington College in northern. There I was seeking that level of ecstasy again. As the sweat from our bodies gelled us together, I was on all fours on top of the mattress. He fucked me fast and hard for a brief period, with me moving in unison with him. By now he knew I wasn’t resisting and I was loving it now. He placed his hands on my hips and caressed my lower back, as he slammed in and then out of me, again and again. The pounding had begun, and I was a willing participant and enjoyed getting bred.His large muscular.