This was the 70s so smoking a joint was no big deal ,some professors taught class stoned . The weed smelled different to me but still took a couple hi...ts . My girl friend had a few and then talked to her friendand got three joints to take home with us. This stuff was good , By the time we left the party I had troublewalking to out apartment and had to help her get there. I thought the 6 or 8 beers might have had more to do with it but the weed did help. The next day my girl friend / Cindy said. I was always dead quiet cos I was usually nervous an' so I didn't say much. So the hooter goes for dinner time and I goes to the toilet and not thinkin' I has a piss an' as I'm shakin it off, the bloke next to me bursts out laughin'! "Fuck me mate! That's like a sock full o' sand, that is"! I just blushed and smiled and stuffed me cock in me trousers an' washed me hands quick and walked out the toilets dead quick! I didn't think that he'd tell anyone, but that afternoon, some of the blokes. "Yeah man, suck that cock". After chewing on the Coach's fat horse dick for a while, with his jaws stretched and aching, Ben pulled off the cock and grabbing it by the root said to the Coach "Fuck me, Coach. That's what I want, man. Make me your bitch boy, Coach". Lying on his back, heavy muscular black thighs straddling the narrow bench, Ben jerked on his fat black cock as he watched the Coach grease up his cow fucker. Coach straddled the bench and grabbed the athlete's ankles in his huge. Uncle ek private company me aur aunty bank me service karte theisi karan pure din 10-4unke ghar me ya to koi nahi hota tha ya nisha akele rahti thi(jab wo college nahi jati thi)ek baar mai nisha ke lie hue notes dene uske ghar karib 11baje gayato us samay wo ghar me akele hi thi.mai notes dekar wapas jane laga to mujhse boli-ki baith chai pi-kar janaphir achanak use kya hua pata nahi par usne bola ki thodhi der ruk mai naha-kar aati hoon phir sath mai chai pi-lengeusne der raat tak padhai kari.