This Sean was so different. Even so, he still stiffened in his pants, and he asked, “Where do you want to go and do it?”I was 22 and had my own pl...ce. Mom and Dad knew it, but I know Sean didn’t. He never contacted anyone after our playtime back in the day. Now, I shaved my pussy twice a week because guys paid extra when they saw my naked snatch.I sure had changed since high school. I got an allowance from my folks, as long as I showed up for dinner once a week. That was pretty cool. I could’ve. It was strange, something had happened, something unusual. Did I do something to make it happen? Wait, I did. I said I wanted the shoulder to heal. Did I have some sort of power now or something? Was that what the headache was all about? I had to test this out somehow again. How though? I don’t have a missing limb I could re-grow or some random sickness I could cure. Well there was that fever.“I am immune to all diseases,” I muttered under my breath. “All harmful germs will die when they come. His ass still enclosed the grinding arm of the stud Freitas. Freitas was still deep arm-fucking the stud, grinding his hand against Strydom's prostate. The blond cum-empty stud moaned and his eyes rolled back in his head.The other four studs stood around him."Go on, guys. Unload it all on me. Give me your cum."Freitas pulled his huge forearm out of the stud's ass with an obscene slurp. They were jacking off, aiming toward him. They took their time, and each one came in succession. Kneeling down. .. but I was worried he would be offended, or feel less special, or maybe even jealous. Ben said "so you occasionally slip up and fuck other guys?". I tried to act innocently and said "sometimes...". Ben started stroking his dick and smiled. I said "don't get any ideas, I'm trying to be good!" with a fun tone. Ben said "maybe you'll slip and I'll get lucky" with a cheeky tone, and I said "I've been trying not to slip, but it's not always easy... especially when there's a hard cock nearby". Ben.