I’ll see you tomorrow,” I said. I guess my enthusiasm showed. She smiled at me and I left to rush to Trig with Rachel. Ms. Levy was shaking her he...d as her next class filed in.“What was your little conversation about, lover,” Rachel whispered as we sat down in Trig. “Reeling in that hot English teacher?”“She’s just helping me with my fiction writing,” I said. “I gave her a short story last week and she critiqued it. I’m not producing anything saleable yet, but my writing is improving.”“I want. There is still some light outside. The sun was up when he told me told me to shower and then get onto the bed. Sitting on my knees, hands resting on my thighs, he braided my long dark, still damp, hair. He did it tight this time. The slightly open window is letting in colder air now. I feel gentle breezes over my spread legs, up over my back. He’s never tied my ankles and wrists like this. I can barely move. My back can be arched slightly and I can maybe turn my head. But I prefer laying like. I take my suit jacket off and throw it on the couch. Rupert greets me, "Platzieren Sie Ihre Jacke an der richtigen Stelle", picks it off the couch and in the process of hanging it, kisses me. I hold him there as he pulls away. I release him as he's desperate to do some nonsense in the kitchen. He disappears and returns with pretzels and dip. Asking me about my day. He sits on the couch my eye contact lingers. "Kinder im Bett?"... he nods. I unzip my trousers and reveal the GIS with the cock. I motioned to a chair and watched as he ate and downed two beers. I decided to confess and see how he would react 'William,' I began 'I want you to know that you can leave when you want. You see, I'm gay!' William reached for another beer opened it and as he turned up the can he stood allowing the towel to fall from his body. His penis was standing rigid as he sat the beer back on the table saying 'I'm not gay, but I haven't fucked any one in a long time. I'll fuck you as long as you want but.