We'd not met right away, of course: we were culturally and academically divided, as I hung our with the white science-and-math crowd, and he kept with... the slightly more diverse cluster of jocks. Integration was only a few years old, but our school seemed to ride out that storm pretty well. The few unfortunate incidents failed to prevent the student body from melding.James and I shared one class as freshmen, and none as sophomores. It was during the summer before junior year that we became. I said good slave I will be the first, I said you will swallow my cum and suck my cock clean and from now on you will do the same for every cock I tell you to suck. I fucked her mouth an shot my load in her mouth and she looked me in the eyes and said that it tasted better then she expected. The week end came and I told her that we were going the corner bar and I wanted her to dress like a whore with no bra or panties. When she came out of our room she looked the part. She had a short skirt. Not quite, though. It felt much longer. He struggled to send himself back to the days when he had been happily living on the cusp of what was considered ‘normal’. He had decided not to go to college, and that had actually worked out for a while. He’d still been living with his family when he met Jessica, and he vaguely remembered happiness. It was when she left him that everything that got majorly fucked up. The cheating, the breakup, and then the drinking, the stalking, the attack, the court. You would have been great for the nights I got in fights with my girlfriends or met a girl that got me all hot and horny but wouldn't put out."Timmy rolled his tongue around Johnny's purple mushroom head and played with his pee hole with the tip of his tongue. It was the way, the black convict had taught him how to suck and it was all Timmy knew, but maybe he was a natural. It sure didn't seem hard and it wasn't disgusting him the way he knew it should. He tasted pre-cum and took his mouth of.