” My cock was rising at the thought. All of this talk of having sex with these lovely women was driving me crazy. I looked at her slight body, clad ...n that awful swimsuit, and my cock was fully hard.“Cassie,” I said. “My body is responding to yours; I think yours is to mine.”“I want to,” she said. “Kyle... wants me to.”I stood and held out my hand to her. She looked at it and slowly put her hand in mine and stood. My heart leaped, and I took a long, quivering breath.“Okay,” she said. “But not. "We're loading up your training suite as we speak John, what was it your 'friend' chose for you again?"The bright letters typed themselves out against an unseen wall infront of you, none of which you wanted to read yet your eyes refused to shut, and the voice read them out and explained each title in detail."Prince to Priss, is one of my personal favorites its effective at turning even the homophic men into cock lovers, its very well written actually set in a medieval tower separated from the. The k**s called him ‘Unc’. By all accounts, the six-foot-even dark brown skinned man was Greg’s brother and a member of the family.While Greg had gotten married and was the consummate family man, save for a couple of brief affairs with white women, Edrick was the player. He had a new girlfriend every six months or so and had still not settled down. Sarah did her best to introduce the well-paid government contractor to friends. Edrick would date them, but never would he commit. Edrick had gone. Not because I cheated, but because I was with someone who had a cock. I kept thinking to myself, does this mean I’m gay? I hurried down the stairs, entered my apartment and quickly entered my bedroom not saying a word to anyone.I was having a minor panic attack thinking to myself, 'what the fuck did I do, how could I have done that?' I was reliving the events of the evening when I realized, my cock was hard again. This brought on even more guilt on my part.The following week was a rollercoaster.