Then I leaned forward and kissed him. He groaned and kissed me back. I did this to distract him. Just as our making out started to get really hot I pu...shed my dick into his ass.His eyes shot open. "No, no, no. I can't. No. Stop," he said as he tried to squirm from underneath me."Relax Mike, just relax. It'll feel good. I promise," I said."No, I can't, no, this is too gay. I can't let someone fuck me" he cried. He actually did start to cry a little bit. However, he was no longer fighting me. I. He knew that she was drunk, and he was joking, but inside he felt that he wouldn's say no to some good head. He went to his first period class, and there she was, sitting there with her big ass, DD's and definetly not a tight pussy. She was known as a whore, but Alex didn't care, he would do almost anything that waved its ass at him. He sat down next to her before class started, and said "Hey." She looked blearily back at him. "Hey." she replied. "So, am I getting that head or what?" he. I prided myself on it. I jerked off to thoughts of fingering a nice shaved pussy while my tongue flicked and licked the clit. To this day, eating a nice piece of pussy is still one of the joys in life. As I started college, I had my share of casual girlfriends and the occasional fuck buddy. However, my sex life was very plain: oral sex and missionary style. A conservative approach with nothing too extravagant. Then when I was 20 years old, I went through what I call a “Sexual Revolution.” My. Comeon girls." They were all laughing hysterically.I began to realize that even girls had bullies of a fashion and yet Iwas still so happy nothing could make me doubt my wish. Later that day,between my second to last and last class, Brad caught me in thehallway. He and his two best buddies grabbed my arm and pulled me intoa side room. "Hey babe! Don't you have a kiss for your boyfriend?" Hehad a wicked leer on his face and his two cohorts were snickering. Itried to run away but he held me fast..