All the time he was whispering dirty words to me. "Sexy little boy" "I love your smooth ass" "Making daddy hard" "I love your sexy cock" and more stuf... like that. It was only a few minutes and I came again. He could feel how my cock jerked with each shot and the thrusts between my thighs became harder and faster. Then he said "turn around." I did, and he told me to finish him off. So I took him in my little hand and stroked him like I had before. He never asked me to suck it, but I think I. “Hi, I’m Andrew,” I said, introducing myself in hopeful anticipation.The queen immediately lifted his left hand and with his palm facing me, shook his head disdainfully. As he passed by me to exit the toilets, he said, “I’d rather walk on by, baby, because you’re simply not my type.”My forty-something paunch and somewhat pissed demeanour had obviously not appealed to him.After exiting the toilets area I made my way up a staircase that I had passed before entering the ablution area. At the top. I had a friend who had taken a room and was out of town. So I asked him if I could have the room for the day and told him that my friends were visiting and we needed a place to booze. He was okay with it and told me where the key would be.I skipped the classes that day, wore a good dress, applied a deo and went to the mall. I was early by 5 minutes and turned out that she had also reached early.She had come by car. She was hot, wearing a tight tee shirt, which revealed a bit of her navel and a. Eventually, no matter the effort made to protect yourself, you are bound to fuck up. It is simply human nature, we all fuck up. Some of us only once or twice, and maybe not too bad. But others fuck up more often, and are sometimes capable of ruining their lives, and all ones around them as well. This is where mine and Steves story begins, 9 long years ago, when I began to have very frequent and unusual sex dreams/fantasies about a faceless man, his enormous penis, and the things he did to my.