..Could this thing be real? I just had to find out for myself…For a guy I'm good looking in a girly kind of way smooth features and slim athletic bo...dy I never had any trouble attracting another guy when I wanted to and tonight I wanted to so I looked him in the eye then took his drink and finished it for him “My place or yours?” I said standing while still having my hand on his cock I just couldn't seem to let go of the thing...He smiled like he knew what I was going to say all the time and. While one night I got a phone call and he said his name was Rick and he lived down the hall from me. He told me what he looked like and then I realized it was the young black guy that has been smiling at me. He said he would like to come down to my room and talk to me but he didn't want anyone to see him come there. I was scared and didn't really know him so I said no. The next night he knocked on my door and as I open it I could see him look around real nervous worried about who might see him. Now, let me tell you that even though I came from a family that was truly a bunch of rednecks and despised black people for no apparent reason, I didn’t feel the same way. In fact, I’ll have to admit that on more than a few occasions I have played with myself and have thought of a big black cock sliding deep inside of me. But I was so dedicated to my marriage that I left these feelings to my innermost thoughts and shunned them from my real life. Not, because of any racial prejudices. Even with T and C, I had moderated my taste for rough sex by putting away the heavy crop, and hiding the stock-whip Kim had given me as a welcome-home present.I did not see how news of Sebastian's changed behaviour could have reached the ears of the city's recently appointed bishop (earning me a place at the episcopal bean-feast) and supposed my still-secret help in putting away four Japanese "terrorists" was the reason for the invitation. Unless the request for my presence, was a mistake.I.