She kept popping up around campus, usually when I was in a hurry to get somewhere and would say 'Hi' as if we had known each other for years. Which I...guess we have – the only trick is, I had no idea what her name was or where we met. Being too embarrassed to admit to that, or maybe too proud, I had always said hello, traded some small talk, but had never gone farther, although I was pretty sure she would have been receptive. Now, in the most unlikely place possible, there she was."Hi," she. “Here you are, Sir. I believe this is the book you were looking for.”The man stared at Jesse, not even looking at the book Jesse had handed him.“Your name is Jesse Peterson?” he asked.“Yes, that’s right.”“Did you go to high school in West Vancouver?” the man asked.Jesse felt his chest tighten. His worst fears were about to be realized. Someone had recognized him.“Uhhm ... yes,” he answered cautiously.“Are you related to another Jesse Peterson?”Jesse shook his head, knowing where this was. “Yes.” I said, head still hung low.“What kind of men?”“White men.”“Well if you want to do this again, then you’re going to be a good Asian boyfriend and make out with my asshole, while I make out with this big strong white man and get stretched out by his big strong white cock. Understood?”Did she just say boyfriend? I didn’t really care anymore; I was so turned on by now that I plunged to the foot of Justin’s bed, pushed his muscled jock legs apart, stuck my face right up next to Jenny’s. My precum is flowing freely now, the sounds of Trisha's swallowing it barely audibly.Unable to hold back any longer, I pass the point of no return and lose all control of my body. I tense up in that most pleasurable way, feeling my cock swell as I'm mere seconds away from filling her mouth with my seed. I begin to cum strongly as she sucks intensely, and as always in my bliss of pure pleasure, I think of her describing this moment from her point of view.I know that my cock is swelling in her.