“Nine! Eight! Seven!” called out the crowd like a countdown to New Year’s.Lance felt a familiar and not unpleasant burn in his muscles as adrena...line surged through his blood. The lifts actually became lighter as he continued. Lance actually could feel himself growing bigger and stronger. While other 18-year olds had reached their physical and sexual peak, the teen stud’s hormones had just shifted into overdrive. In a matter of months, he gained more muscle mass than many bodybuilders acquired. The whiteness of his smile. Goddamn he was beautiful. I started to frown when I thought of Joe. Sure, he was still good looking but I was bored and scared that he felt the same about me. “Everything alright?” he asked bringing me out of my fantasy. “Yeah just fine, why do you ask? I replied, trying to cover my true feelings. “You seem a bit down today, you’re not smiling as much as you normally do.” “It’s just my relationship with Joe, we’re stuck in a rut. We’ve been married for 17yrs and we. He discreetly ever so gently plays with my brests through my silk shirt, keeping my titties so very taut and hard. He kisses me with the equality of the goodbye warkiss in Cold Mountain. His seduction is almost complete, I give in, I ask him if we can leave. He smiles with victory in his eyes, and he kisses me one last time and tells me no, I have to wait for him. I have to wait one week, and meet him at the same time at the same place to see if I can seduce him. And he does make me wait, and. Misty, one of the black, female dancers told me Jon had been getting harassed by a few racists on campus who had heard of his dance routine with a nude, white girl, and they had made what I hoped were only empty threats against him, but which were crippling his confidence to pull off this very daring artistic endeavor. We made a few more tries during practices with no one around watching us, but Jon began to rethink the whole project.We had been spending so much time working on my dance, that.