Want to go away to college, bad. Is it as good as they say?”“Yeah. You’d like it more than I do. I’m totally not partying, but that’s all th...t goes on.”“Haha. Maybe I should go to school with you.”“That would be sick. Living up the glory days, ya know. How long you guys staying?”“Tuesday. You?”“Same. Thomas isn’t coming, as far as I know. Alice’ll be happy.”“Yeah. I’m gonna grab a water, you want one?”“I’ll follow you.”She got up, and I struggled to not check her out. She had an amazing ass,. I can sense you're kind of relieved.”Sophie had always been intuitive, especially with me.“I have to admit it does take some pressure off. I was always afraid of having to go into that place with you. I don't know if I like men or women. Right now, I just like crossdressing. It puts me in an emotional place I don't know how to describe. A level of relaxation and contentment. If that makes any sense. As for sexual identity, I guess I will figure it out when the time comes.”“So what's your. It got awfully quiet as I leaned back into the couch, a low moan escaping my throat. Not a word was spoken as he pulled my jeans and underwear off. This time I couldn’t keep my eyes off him as he stroked my rock hard cock. I mean, it’s so kinky, to see a man giving you head, the thought of it by itself turns me on. When he went down on me, he suckled the head, teasing me, licking it, cupping my balls in one hand and stroking my shaft in the other. He kept me on edge like this for quite some. I was going home from my girlfriend's, hitchhiking. A car pulled to the side of the road and I anxiously ran and jumped in. "Where you going," I was asked. "About 6 miles, into town," I relied. For the first couple of miles everything was normal. Then I noticed the man was rubbing his groin. He would look over at me, smile, lick his lips, and rub his crotch. I must admit, the whole thing made me horny, and very hard. I have wondered all these years if he could see the bulge in my.