As my heart pounds and my nerves are at an all-time high, I see my first coed go in the restroom. My heart pounds harder as I know the risk of getting...caught: prison time.The coed walks out, then the 2nd/3rd enter and leave. The stress and excitement is so intense I knew I had to take my cam out and see the results. EUREKA!I got some footage that not only turns me on but I know voyeur fans will love. I then upload the video. It's a hit!Over the next few months, I go back and record. It's. As I felt his hands move over my upper chest, I slowly began to realize that my breasts were exposed, but so far he seemed to be avoiding them. He then lifted my arms up to work at my sides, but this time his hands briefly rubbed across the outer edges of my breasts.I was still blissfully dreamy and didn't know quite what to expect next. He then moved to be at my side, and again began to massage my arms and sides up to my armpits.He then ran his hands up and together on my chest to just below. I wasn't on the pill in high school, and in college I didn't trust my lovers enough to do it without a condom. Another two of my relationships ended because my lovers thought we had reached the point of unprotected sex in a relationship, while I disagreed." I wouldn't mind wearing a condom for you," Dave offered."Thanks, but I want to try it without a condom. Iris was a virgin, and I know Aunt Ronnie doesn't have any STD's, and they're the only women you've gone bareback with, right?"Dave. I had completely forgotten about Ryan – he was cute that is for sure and he is a Southern Kiwi man (kinda like a Southern US guy – born and bred on the farm, pretty str8 acting and my bet is he could sheer - or share – a sheep). I can’t believe I hadn’t given him much more though because I don’t really know any gay guys in town yet. So last week I get a txt from Ryan saying that he and his boyfriend (yes he wrote boyfriend) were going to shoot some pool and I was welcome to join them.The pool.