And then I fucking blew it by breaking eye-contact in an anxiety-induced panic. Goddamn it, I’m a fucking loser. I thought he might’ve stolen a peek as he was leaving, but he was probably just glancing at something innocuous. I finish my last set (which college I was only doing for him in the first place), and rack the bar. My pale skin is glistening with sweat, and I need a shower before I go back to the dorm. I turn off the metal band blaring in my ears, Meshuggah: Rational Gaze is the headbanger I’m working out to. That’s all that guy gave blowjob me; a rational gaze, nothing more. He’s not interested, will never be interested. I sigh to myself, teens and head for the locker room. JOHN I couldn’t wait for the apartment. The locker room was empty, and half the fluorescents were turned off, so I figured, why not? That ass bending over in that spandex…the way her crack peaked from the top…the way her cheeks creased down the middle of her tight cloth… My hand strokes myself hard, and I lie back on the bench. I’m in the corner, past several rows of lockers where no one could see me, if anyone comes in here, I'll group have ample time to pull my pants up and hide my erection, but no one will. The gym closes in twenty minutes, and they don’t even bother locking up amateurs most of the time. I can just lie back, relax, and think of that squatting ass forming against spandex… ALICE I wonder what I’ll fantasize about tonight? The bald man curling, the vein in his bicep protruding from the thin skin of his arm. The way his forearms rippled with tendons as they strained against the weight, the way his strong hands clenched the bar in a white-knuckled grasp. I want him to touch me like that…his strong hands gripping the fat of my ass…spreading me wide open…pushing inside me… I step into the locker room and sigh. I can’t wait to go back to the dorm. The locker room is empty, and half the fluorescents are turned off, so why not? I straddle a wooden bench tentatively, trying to figure out how best to simulate my fantasy. Do I ride him, or does he take me missionary? No, he takes me from behind. I shift my weight forward, my left hand planted palm-down on the bench, my torso bending until its parallel with the seat. They really were going to fuck her tight asshole with a sword. Seems legit. A pervy one in my case as I ate with my eyes admiring the fine shape of the girl across from me. “Maybe you should stick your cock in my asshole,” Jacki said, wiggling her hips. My right hand, cradling his surprisingly hairy teenager group nads, was cupped entirely around his sack, the four fingers rubbing vertically along the bristly skin of his jewels, prodding and soothing his left sauce sac as I did so. "What the fuck college , Matt?" “I love you too my Darling Amy.” Of course to a knucklehead like me 37 seemed like she was somebody's grandma! I knew he was getting an up close and personal look at not only my tits, but my shaved pussy as well. And then experience it again as you and your husband engage in your usual role play. “I know you have a hard time understanding me in that form, but don’t hurt us.” She wondered how long he’d been waiting for her, if he’d been watching her through the hole until she was done. It never was enough. Despite sharing our passion, I was scared of what she would say. I even watched them drive away as I didn't move much at all. He just said a NEW car. I reached behind him, and pressed his body into the curves of mine, feeling his heart thunder against my own, his legs interlock with mine, his crotch grow stiff against my rubbing pelvis. Finally, feeling my mouth return at least halfway to normal, my tongue re-emerged and I licked my lips, ready for what was to come. He smiles wide and I can see a small trickles of sweat around his face. I leaned forward and kissed her myself. My tits heaved. I placed her fingers along the straps of my dress, and smiled as she nervously hooked them around them. “The thing is, though, that, this place is a secret, nobody can know about it.” He went on to explain that the ‘dungeon’ had actually been an underground railroad station and their, his and Dannel, and Donnell, and LaMar’s family had owned it since before the civil war when, as free blacks, they had operated a large station for the Underground Railroad teens – even up North there needed to be secret sites, since some sheriffs and police or other officials would return escaped amateurs slaves, even ones who had reached the north, to slavery. In the far corner there was another room, windowless and locked. So this performance marked her first ever double penetration by dogs. “Too late, blowjob Todd.