The guys from the team, as well as Joshua. bizarre I found other friends, and I hung out with the guys less and less. When we would meet at parties and such and we would talk and have a good time together, but apart from that I didn't see them often. We were all headed our own seperate ways in life. I missed them. I missed Joshua. I missed how easy it all used to be. However, thanks to the seperation I did start to get a little bit more into the gay scene during my first year of college. Online chatting, fetish coming out to everyone and whatnot. My coming out was rather easy, since I'm not such a stereotypical gay guy, but just a normal dude. I dress, act and talk like a straight guy, because that's just the way I am, except I like to suck dick instead of eating pussy, apparently. People didn't look at me very diffirently, they were all really accepting despite the shock of it all. I was a horny teenager two years ago, and I still am. The guys play around in my fantasies. Joshua more so then the others. My feelings for the guys from my footballteam are only sexual, but when I think about Joshua I feel so much more than that. Yet, they're just fantasies. I have to japanese make domina do with the odd Grindr hookup from time to time. At least, that was perverted my life before yesterday. Yesterday was a boring day. School sucked, work was even worse and all I wanted to do was go to bed and wake up after a week or so. But then I got a text, telling me that my bed had to wait a little longer. Dwight, one of my classmates picked me up, and it was a 45 min. drive to the club, since we had to pick up the rest of the gang on the way. I liked hanging out with them, we all became friends on the first day of college and went drinking that same night to get to know each other better. That was a hell of a night. Dwight turned up some calming music, which was great because I had to get a little bit of rest before we got there. Plus, I had all the time to daydream about my long life crush. God Joshua, gorgeous Joshua. Wavy blonde hair, sea-blue eyes and not too plump, but very pink tasty-looking lips. Not to mention his athletic build. He is everything a guy could ever want. Jocky football player and all. I have been crushing on him for years, but like the other guys, he seems completely straight. You can't blame a guy for hoping right? He's just so likeable, and fun to be around. I can daydream all I want. When we got to the club it took me some time. But after a little while I had a really good buzz going on. I had been dancing around with a few girls when I realised I had to go to the bathroom to take a piss. We sat near the fetish back of the domina bar and ordered our drinks. The little vixen moved several feet bizarre to my left and proceeded to lean over and begin her movement. By now, loud-mouth was just a lump of bleeding humanity. I saw her lips touch down on japanese my pussy lips and kissed them all over for a moment as she let her fingers in and out slowly. Despite their fury and hunger, no demon dared enter the monument while he had that coin. It slid all the way into her fuckhole. “Fuck you, Sister.” I moaned through my smile, shifting in her lap, feeling oddly like a daughter perverted sitting in her father’s. Musad kept the pistol trained on Mira's head with one hand. "She's a work in progress, we've had to discipline her a few times, but she hasn't repeated a mistake yet. It was so nice.” He stroked it again.