”“To who?” Matt asked, not liking the direction this conversation was going.“Does it matter, giving head is giving head, you choose what flavo... you want, banana or strawberry?”“Fuck that noise, I ain’t no fag. You can go fuck ‘ooof’”.Matt’s defiance was cut off by a heavy punch to the stomach. As his mouth gaped, expelling all his breath and his body lean forward in response to the punch, he felt something enter deep in his mouth.“Seeing how fast your head bowed to take that dick, are you sure. "I never did. I'm not sure why. Maybe I was just too scared to trust a guy again. Maybe the idea of having another c***d was too painful. I don't know. I've had some friends-with-benefits over the years, and one or two of them might have liked to marry me, but I could never bring myself to ever let things get that far."She came and sat next to me on the couch, wrapping me in a tight, warm hug. "Anyway, here we are. Thank you for finding me," she said. "And thank you for understanding." She. .." Hethought for a moment and then smiled as inspiration struck him. "... issteal a couple of bras and panties off the girls' dorm clothesline, bringthem here, and show us all what he got." Sounds fair," Hunk decided. "I mean, because otherwise we'd have to leteveryone know that he's a complete chicken." He shook his head. "A lotof us good old country boys don't like cowards. Some of those fellowsmight take it into their heads to get rough on you, on a regular basis.But..." He shrugged.. The two were both grinning at me as if I were some special long lost brother. Crystal gave me a bone crushing hug with a kiss, followed by a bruising hug from Bear. While he had me in his 'Bear' hug, he said, "I checked your place out thoroughly and have brought in a few men to watch your joint to make sure no one sneaks in. These guys are all Scouts and know what to watch for. I have sixteen of them, so they can have four short shifts a day. I know you don't mind popping for a few bucks and.