To her, whoever thought of making ugly underwear should be banished to the netherworld, and forced to create beautiful attire for Aphrodite the rest o...f their lives. Crazy people, what were they thinking? She sat down, trying to find inspiration for another story. Her fingers were magically drawn to the keyboard once more, her nails lightly tapping as her story unfolded. Unlike many writers, her words seemed to form as she went along, the story unfolding and sometimes surprising even herself.. Just before he pushed it in, he leaned down and whispered in Ernesto’s ear, “I want you so fucking bad.” They kissed again and Ernesto felt the head of Flex’s cock enter him. It was slow, steady, calculated and giving him pleasure in every cell of his fucking body. They were grunting and sweating again as the pace was slow and agonizingly sensual. Ernesto was being made love to and he knew it. He used his fingertips to softly explore Flex’s body while the two worked out a rhythm. Flex. So after lunch we decided to go back to my house and smoke a little dope.I swore him to secrecy about the dope. This was a move on my part to gain his confidence. If we shared one secret it might lead to sharing another.It was fully my intention to get him stoned and seduce him. For some months I have been trying to figure some course of action that would bring us together at my house. This presented the perfect opportunity with the added benefit of having our barriers lowered by the effects of. I must say that I have never enjoyed a school lunch as much as I did that day. It was like the first ray of sunshine after a hurricane—I have never had more fun in a social situation.One thing that surprised me and pleased me no end was that I was able to hold up my end of the conversation. Several times I needed help from Genie, but I was never tongue tied or overly nervous, except when I was asked the cause of my change in attitude.Again, with help from Genie, I said I finally realized how.