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Subject: Motorcyclist Roommate, Chapter underage hentai rape 1 During my freshman year in illegal underaged sites college, I lived in the dorms. My
roommate underage tit pictures was also a freshman. He didn't make it to his sophomore year
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there on a football scholarship, but drugs and booze were his specialty.
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but they couldn't help him if he didn't want to be helped. As you may
surmise, he wasn't a good influence on me. But, I did go to classes and
managed to pull a C+ average, despite two classes (and 7 credit hours) that
I failed miserably. Those classes were in my core curriculum for
electrical engineering. I guess I wasn't going to be an electrical
engineer. I knew that nearly all freshman struggled their first year in
college due to the new freedoms and temptations available. I suppose that
made me average. However, after my disastrous first semester, I vowed to
take easier classes and find my way with a new career path. I took
aptitude test after aptitude test. The results all pointed toward science
and engineering. Well, I may have had an interest in that area, but I
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I ignored those results and went with my
second choice: accounting. It had some laws, parameters, and structure,
all the things that appealed to me in science and engineering. In fact, it was almost too easy for me. But, my sophomore year was
a little tougher and I had a new roommate who had more sense and better
study habits. He'd transferred in from a junior college on a baseball
scholarship, so he already knew how to keep himself underage car rental
in school. Within the first hour after we'd met, we'd discovered a mutual love
for riding motorcycles. He'd owned one since he was 16. I'd never owned
one, but had two friends who did. I was more than eager to underage pedofilia porn
go riding with
them as a passenger anytime they wished to go. sexy underage pedo
A few times I'd been the
driver, but that was fairly rare. Besides, I loved to hang on to the man
in front of me and get really close to him. By the time I was 18, I'd fucked both of my high school friends
while riding as a passenger. Of illegal underage tgp course, I'd also fucked both girl underage pedo of them in
bed, in the living room, in the woods, at the gym, and just about anywhere
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boy, the other Latino; I guess you'd call me an equal opportunity fuck. By
fucking them as often as I did, I learned how to recover fast, and deliver
another load. But, that wasn't all I'd learned from them. The summer after my senior year in high school was a blur of
parties, bike-riding, and sex-filled evenings and nights. I had a
scholarship lined up for college, so I didn't need to work to pay my way.
However, I did have a part-time job at the gym as a fill-in trainer. Each
year after that, I'd work there full-time during the summer. The pay
wasn't that great, but underagegirl naked the "fringe benefits" were awesome. I've never
fucked so many asses and sucked down so many loads in all my life! But, I digress. Before I get any further, I should tell you about myself. I'm a
light-skinned black guy, 6'4", 220 pounds, 55" shoulders, with long legs.
Those legs got me the scholarship because I ran over the hurdles rather
than leaping or jumping smooth underage boys over them. I was fast, smooth, and gifted. My
high school coach got me the scholarship by pointing me to the right
college. He told the college that I was a gazelle and would make their
track team a powerhouse. From his high school perspective that may have
been true. But in college, the competition was much tougher. I was still
the star of my college team, but secret underage gallery
more often than I'd wanted, I placed
second or even third against other colleges. My college coach young underaged porn is the one who turned me around and got me into
those aptitude tests. He wanted to keep me on the team, but there wasn't
much he could do for me if I were flunking out. The coach knew I was gay
and didn't care. He just wanted to win. The dorm I lived in was the "jock" dorm. Guys on athletic
scholarships were required to live there, unless they were underaged asian sex married. One
way or another, the coaches wanted to keep a tight rein on their
investments (my former roommate notwithstanding). I'd never been around so
much eye-candy in my life. It was truly awesome. Even in my fretful
freshman year, I sexually scored a underage homemade sex number of times with my fellow athletes.
Sometimes, it was because I was black and hung. Other times, they just
needed some release when their girlfriends shut them down. In any case, I
got enough dick and ass to keep me moderately happy. My new roommate was a nice looking white boy with sandy-colored
hair, freckles, and a tight, lean body. He was about 6' tall and weighed
about 180. He religiously worked out nearly every day, keeping his muscles
toned and bulging. But, on our first day of living together, he took me on
his motorcycle for a ride around campus and down the freeway for about 10
miles at breathtaking speeds before we turned around and headed back. He
had two helmets that were connected by a pigtail cord that allowed driver
and passenger to communicate. I'm sure he'd heard me squeal like a little
girl when the speedometer hit over 100 miles per hour before we exited the
freeway. As the speed increased, I held more tightly to him. To reduce wind
resistance, he leaned over the handlebars, pushing his muscular ass into my
crotch. Despite the speed and danger, my dick got hard as steel. This
wasn't too unlike how I rode with my high school friends. The obvious
difference was that my dick wasn't up his ass as we raced down the road.
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pecs and squeezed his nips. It was an unconscious gay fuck underage act by me, having done
it so much when riding with my friends. On the drive back, we drove more slowly, but his ass was still
pressed against my crotch and my hands (which had slipped down to his hips)
had moved to grip the underage super models insides of his thighs. He didn't say anything when
my fingers traced his hardening dick. When I scooted harder into his ass,
I hottest underage know he had to feel my underage young teen
thick dick pressing against him. The closer we
got to the dorm, the more we rubbed against each other. If we hadn't both
been wearing Levis, I'm sure we'd both have blasted big loads. After I'd dismounted, Jerry swung his leg over the bike and
parked it. He also checked out my bulging crotch. He smiled and said,
"You'd best hold that helmet in front of you. You show pretty big, Man."
I know I blushed, but did as he'd suggested. He also placed his helmet
strategically, but not before I got a good look at the thick sausage
stretching his crotch. The sexual tension was palpable; but underageadultentertainmentnetworkmagazine before we could do anything
about it, we'd been snared by a group of other denizens of the dorms to
join them for lunch. I nodded reluctantly, stashed Jerry's helmet, and
rejoined them. We met several new athletes, found out what sports they
competed in, but got to know little more than underage cp girls their names. In this group
of ten, there were only three other bruthas. One of those was a
bible-thumping, ignorant, pompous underage angels rus ass. I was embarrassed that he was a
brutha. He even had the nerve to start preaching to us about the Godless
gays. I would have gladly underage deep throats
thrashed his ass, if I nude underage nymphs hadn't been beaten to it
by two other guys who told him to get lost. He ruined the camaraderie of
the group. Lunch was over quickly. When we got back to the dorm, young underage sluts Jerry had already changed into nylon
running shorts. "I'm gonna go work out in an hour or so," he said. "Wanna
join me?" I figured that I might as well and pulled off my Levis,
underwear, and t-shirt and put on nylon shorts similar to his and a
wife-beater tank top. Jerry made no pretense about watching me undress.
He all but stared and smiled as my dick thickened, lengthened, and started
to rise. I pulled on my shorts quickly, blushing furiously. Although we'd
bonded pretty well on his motorcycle, I was still uneasy about what was
happening between us. I'd misread cues before. During our strength training, I showed him a couple of machines and
then some free weight exercises he'd not tried before. With limited
knowledge gained at underage drinking information the 24-Hour Fitness Club at home, I made a few
suggestions. But, not knowing physiology that well, I wasn't sure why the
exercises were good for a particular body part. I was told that they were
and I believed the trainers who told me. I stood behind him and helped him with the cable flies. My crotch
pressed against his ass again and again. If the nylon shorts hadn't been
slightly baggy, I'd have been obviously boned to anyone within 100 feet.
But, he felt my hardness, pressed back against me, and squeezed his
muscular ass cheeks. When I did the same exercise, his hard dick pressed
against the upper part of my underage nudity net hamstrings. My long legs prevented him from
pressing his package against my ass. Only when I bent my legs did he feel
my hard ass rubbing against him. By the time we were finished, we were both so hard that we raced to
the locker room to shower. However, the porno underage sex showers were as busy as the steam
room. We'd have to take our lust back to the dorm. There we were thwarted
again. Other residents kept dropping by for a chat. Even when we hit the
gang showers underaged nude porn on our dorm floor, other men were in there. It was difficult
at best to keep my substantial dick from springing up to full hardness.
Each time I checked out Jerry's ass, my dick wanted to slide into it.
Seeing his lengthened dick didn't help, either. Finally in exasperation,
we toweled off and headed back to our shared room. But, that didn't work
either. More guys dropped by. underage underwear pics So, we put another pair of nylon jogging
shorts on and joined the conversation. Ready to throttle the next guy that came into our room, Jerry
suggested another bike ride to me. I pounced with a resounding, "YES!" He
tossed me a helmet and we bolted out the door. Connected by a pigtail cable, we conversed over the wind. Jerry
wasn't driving fast, but did seem to be headed somewhere in particular. We
entered a canyon with a stream running down the middle. russian porn underage The road meandered
as much as the water did. Jerry leaned forward, but it wasn't to create
less wind resistance. Two inches of his ass trench appeared above the
waist band of his nylon shorts. My hands grasped the inside of his hips,
holding me in place. I could feel tiny underage nude his stiffening dick. I squeezed it and
pushed my hard underage collection crotch up against his butt. He pushed back. By now, my dick was like steel, albeit leaking steel. It was
standing straight up and rubbing against Jerry's spine. He pulled himself
up into a more upright position, scooted a bit back, and then bent far over
again. I glanced down. Another couple of inches of trench were exposed.
Over the top of his waistband, I could see the coarse, sandy hairs of his
asshole. I pushed the top of my waistband under my heavy nuts and leaned
over his back. With the same hand, I lined my dick up against his winking
pucker and pressed underage nudist legal forward. "Oh, yeah!" I heard him breathe into the microphone. "FUCK, that's good!" I responded. Sometime after our hurried
showers, he'd managed to lube up his hole. I slid i