You know how I get off seeing a mans chest covered in cum.” I was happy to oblige her and quickly had the camera out snapping pictures of the huge l...oad I just left on myself. Of course I had to make sure to get the shot with the tiny covering over one of my testicles looking up at my shiny cum covered stomach and chest. “Pictures sent and thank you for allowing me relief. What do you think?” Ten minutes later the computer beeped again and I was treated to another picture of her, this time. You know you are smiling, you try to stop it, but it remains all the same. She needed to get back to her dorm room before boys swimming practice in the morning. It was no longer growing later, it was exceedingly early, so early that the worry of someone, anyone, frequenting the halls became a factor in our every thought processes. Hearing her newfound, but forced, resolve, the boys retreat to where theyd planned to go from the get go, but longing and waiting made them grow bold, bold enough to. As I watched, you put the loop of string over my cock and moved it to the baseof the shaft. When you had it around the base of my cock, you pulled it astight as you could get it, making sure that it was digging into my cock realgood. Then you wound both ends of the string around the bottom of my cock twiceand then tied it off one more time. Once you had this done, you still had each end of the stringhanging; each end was about three feet long. You took these and you looped themaround my scrotom. I'd driven past the place many times, and I'd always been intrigued by it, and I wanted to go inside and see for myself what it was like; but I'd always driven on past each time I'd initially thought I'd go in---except finally, on a very hot and humid summer day in 1981, I pulled into the dusty gravel parking lot and, with my heart pounding in my chest and neck, I walked in through the front door!The first thing that I noticed about the place was the heavy aroma of cigarette smoke. The place.