We love it. When I turned nineteen and it was time to get serious, I spent six months trying to live normally, going off to college – which is where...I met Shandy – and doing the normal nine-to-five life. We all do it in our family every once in a while. And the entire while I was missing home, missing the fat cocks shoved up my ass, the sight of my fat mother roaming nude, even the feel of my chastity cage. I just didn’t like normal life as much as this, and when my little brother had his. A bit of me felt it was about to make an absolute fool of myself but by now I had no choice in how I was acting. On the table were several magazines showing men kissing each other. Beside the bed was a bottle of lube, some condoms and tissues, a ball gag something I had never used Looking at the bed there were 2 metal rods about a metre long with hand cuffs at the end, I had no idea what they were for. There was a large towel between the 2 sets of restrainers. Basically it was clear if I. He gives me a moment to collect myself. We are both thinking the same thing, both of us suffering. I turn to him, my body, my soul, my heart, all of me throw themselves into his arms. Our hands move quickly flying over each others skin, touching every patch of flesh. Our lips mash and merge as our tongues drive in a heated frenzy to take what we can. His hands thrust into my hair, holding my head still as he captures my mouth. Our tongues fight a battle that we know we won’t win, but one we. ."I'm quite certain, now, I want a fresh essay on..." I already got this." Jayden interrupted. "I've been reading on the side and I've got a good one primed."Prof. Pope was delighted. "Of course Jayden! I'm so happy you've been reading for pleasure, but I presume you have a real work of literature in mind..." 'Atlas Shrugged," he responded with pride."Oh. Well, that's certainly a serious literary work." She tried not to convey her shock and mild disappointment. Especially with everything.