.In my case the ultimate cause of this masochism was inadequate fathering.My dad was an iron worker and I remember him mostly being too tired to doany...hing with us boys (except, significantly, the occasional spanking). Somany of the skills I needed to function socially as a boy (i.e. learn tothrow a ball, learn to ride a bike) I had to do the best I could on my own.When a cousin or a pal would help me learn these things, I would end uphaving a crush on him (what I really needed was a dad).. I quickly rushed them to my room before any of my roommates walked in. Kareem's hand was already on my waist. The bed wasn't made but I have a nice rug and there were cushions all over the floor. "Okay, where?" Kareem asked. Boy, were they blunt. "Is the floor okay?" they asked. "Sure! Who's first?" I responded. "Me first. Okay baby, come here." Kareem pulled me onto him. They really wanted to get on with it. He kissed me a little, roughly sticking his fingers into my butt. He felt the KY jelly. – One stude was taking a bath when i entered the stall next to him. Knowing that he also can see my reflection, I started jacking off. Then all of a sudden he also jacked off. i waited for him to come out, but not that obvious. He was short, stocky, but very macho. – While the stude above was doing his thing, he was conversing with his classmate in another stall. When the coast was clear, I transferred to the stall next to his and saw him underneath. He was not jacking off but he got the. He stood facing the mirror and I had dropped to my knees to service him in the bathroom in front of the sink. Michael didn't have a huge dick but it stood at full attention when I payed attention to it. He placed his hands on my head and gently applied pressure as I bottomed out on him. I knew what I wanted and it wasn't a mouthful of cum. I wanted fucked, and I was on a mission. I pulled my head away from his cock and stroked it in long slow strokes from the head as far down as I could..