I used to go to his house and we’d play Monopoly, or cards, or whatever. I don’t know how it got started, but one day we had been playing and we e...nded up in just our briefs. I would lay down on my stomach and he would give me a back rub. The back rub soon extended to my ass, and eventually to him reaching under me and playing with my small cock. This felt so damn good it could not be wrong. I had played with my own cock, but to actually have another person’s hand on it was unbelievable! My. Looking in a mirror in his storeroom, he knew what that would be. He was fat, balding, hairy and old, and there was not a chance she would willingly shag him. And that meant only one thing. Over the next few weeks, Michael studied her comings and goings, what time she was in the gym or the pool, when she would be all alone in the changing rooms. He found out some more information about her as well. Her name was Sara, twenty years old and spent a lot of time while on campus at the gym, as well. ”She flashed me another amazing smile that made my heart skip a beat and then turned to knock on the door behind her. The door was slightly larger than the door to what I assume would be my room and made of an extremely dark wood. The door frame was accented by a rim of stones intricately carved with lines of elder futhark along their smooth surface. Each of the carvings was filled with gold, much like the carvings in the other doors in the building. At its center was a very large version of. I pulled my lips from his and began pecking his cheek, and leaving a trail of kisses along his jaw. I moved to his neck, knowing this was his soft spot. I could get anything I wanted after kissing his neck! My kisses were becoming longer and deeper, until I began suckling, leaving little love bites on him. His arms were under mine now, his hands on my back, his fingers stroking me, almost drawing patterns on me. He knew my weaknesses too. After making out for quite some time, my body began to.