She nodded and went to work while I dialed for authorisation, something like this could backfire so I wanted to be sure I wouldn't be blamed if it did... Standard arse covering techniques but much needed as in this case I wouldn't be fired I'd be found swinging from a lamppost with bits of my anatomy cut out, probably by the hand of the lovely Five."Barry this is Dave," I said into the phone, neither were real names just convenient nondescript names close to our code numbers. Traffic using code. As I got ready to make my way into the bathroom my college roommate was making his way out. He too had a hard on and our cocks clashed. We mumbled in our confusion. He went to his room while I went in and relieved myself in the dark. It was two nights later when I again rolled out of bed and made my way in the dark to the bathroom in a sleepy stupor. After relieving myself, I walked out of the bathroom and my cock slapped against another cock. This time I stood there in the dimly lit hallway.. I didn't wantto carry it. I really miss cargo shorts right about now. I pulled out mylicence and a 20 dollar bill and stuffed them in the incredibly smallpockets of my shorts.* * *I walked out into the living room holding my flannel shirt."Hey Mom. I have a date tonight. I'll be home later." Date?" Mom said.Oh shit. Was I not supposed to use the D word either?"Who is he? Have we met him?" Ron's friend. You met him briefly when... he brought me home Fridaynight."She put her hands on her hips and. We called him Reaper. After he was a little over a year old, he worked Linda over one night so thoroughly, she threatened, tongue-in-cheek of course, to name him Raper.Then the Rotty. His name was Jig from a country song. I loved that night as he pumped his soon-to-be extra large cock into Linda's little cunt, he growled a little with each thrust. He meant her no harm, of course. I guess it was his way of saying "Take that bitch," as he pounded her pussy into bitch meat. Then Little PJ (Linda.