I'd leaked, twice.The first time had been the day before, while edging. I had just let myself calm down from the brink and had begun to build myself u...p again, my shaft throbbing in my hand as I stroked it. All of a sudden cum just well up and ran down the side of my shaft and over my hand. There was no orgasm, no warning. It was as if my balls had some sort of emergency venting system to relieve the pressure. I was disappointed with myself I texted her, reporting the mishap and she was not best. […] On Thursday I started a conversation with a guy named Connor, but by the time we started chatting it was nearly midnight and I was very tired, so we decided to see where things took us Friday. All day Friday at work I left Connor’s profile open, on my phone. I constantly went back going over his pics and stats. 6’2″ tall and 220 lbs. A little chubby and covered in a fairly thick coat of hair. A bear for sure. But what I really liked were his dick pics. 7.5 inches, cut and gorgeous. I. By the twelfth she was gong steady with Frank Devin so I couldn’t ask her out any more.I never expected to see Becky again after graduation so I was surprised to see her at freshman indoctrination on the first day of school at State since I’d heard that she was going to some college back east somewhere.By then I’d gotten Becky out of my system so I didn’t even bother to say hi when I saw her. The Fates or whatever Gods there be must love to fuck with me because they saw to it that Becky would. One evening I was struggling to get to sleep in sticky, oppressive heat that seemed to hang around me in the room, despite the best efforts of the air conditioning. I was sprawled on my mattress dressed only in a T-shirt that came down to my thighs, and even that felt like too much in these conditions. It didn’t take long for my mind to settle on a familiar subject, sleeping quite heavily a few feet away from me. After some tossing and turning, I decided that if I couldn’t get off one way, I.