My girlfriend was out of town for the week and I had spent a good part of my nights looking at gay porn and fantasizing. I would dress in her panties...and lingerie and fuck myself with her dildo. Each day my desire for the real thing grew greater. I had heard about a park by the lake where gay men would pick each other up. On Saturday afternoon I got brave & decided to see if it was true. As I drove through the park, there were plenty of men out & about, & it was obvious what they were. I could tell he was really enjoying it. About two minutes later, his cock started throbbing and out came a small load of warm cum! Now, earlier I said I was Bi... let me explain how... when it comes to girls i LOVE IT ALL! But NOT guys, I'm not attracted to guys, and almost all the times I'm with them I'm picturing girls or she males/ trans... I look it as a month is a mount, a hand a hand, and a ass is a ass... and I Don't mind dicks, I don't like muscles or skinny dudes or average dudes.... .." I'll say. But not anymore." Ava demonstrated her happiness by hugging me tighter and giving me a quick kiss. She was smart enough to do no more than quietly squeeze Julia's hand."No, not anymore," agreed Vanessa. "Mark's having a successful relationship with another girl became a third reason for Ava not to tell you about him. But she couldn't stop thinking about him, and she couldn't start being interested in any other boy. Another month went by, during which you started expressing concern. I chose racquetball. In three years I was a national champion. But I can’t tell you how many hours I spent on that court. A lot more than you do now,” she said.“Wow! I had no idea. You seem so ... together.”“I’m better. But sex, painting, and racquetball aren’t enough to combat boredom, stress, and loneliness. We have to see what we can do about that. First, you say the classes are boring. Well, that might be out of our reach for this semester. We can’t go around replacing all your classes and.