After I was awake enough not to trip over my own feet, I went on my normal morning routine. I shocked myself alert with a cold shower since I couldn�...�t afford heating. Drest in normal, casual clothes because I couldn’t afford anything better. Made breakfast for me alone, with some extra strong coffee to fight the horrible hangover I was having. Went to pick up the mail to read it latter, probably filled with bills I could barely afford.Last night I drank myself half way to the grave, trying to. The head was a bright red! Her eyes fixated. She didn’t apologize but just kept staring and smiled.“Wow, you are a real man, Brian. I never imagined you to get that big!” I was chuffed!“I love your ‘willy’, especially when it’s so hard. Can I touch it?” she asked. Without hesitation she fell to her knees and enveloped her hands around my hard-on which made it even stiffer and thicker. It ballooned to a shiny purple on the top which almost reflected her face in it. She was infatuated. She kissed. One day I was on the bus to college and as always the vibrations of the bus were turning me on, I was sitting next to a guy in my year and we were talking about girls we’d fucked and other sexual stories. It was turning me on, he was saying that he had a huge cock and some girls couldn’t handle it which turned me on even more.We got off the bus together and walked into college and went out separate ways. Later that day I went toilet to masterbate, my cock was annoying me all day, I couldn’t. She couldn’t help but chuckle, seeing his hands roam over her curves and shook her head some before reaching Wesley with a soft smile. ‘Here ya go, cowboy,’ she chided gently, offering the ice cold bottle. Wesley jumped a little when she neared him and he looked up. Clearly his thoughts had been somewhere far off. He reached for the beer and nodded his thanks with a smile. ‘Thank ya, Ma’am.’ He watched her as she sat next to him and he tilted his head toward the crowd. ‘Whatcha think? Diff’rnt.