Date: Sun, 11 Dec 2005 13:37:12 EST
From: Heavensforlife@aol.com
Subject: They Say- Chapter 10

**Standard disclaimer** Contains depictions of gay sex** if you are
underage or offended by this content, please leave.**

	They say that everyone has their fair share of situations that
cause an increasing amount of stress. They say, that when faced with these
situations, the key is to take a break to evaluate the things that make you
happy.

	Zach- "Hey baby," Chris said in a morning raspy voice, turning to
face me as we lay next to each other on the bed.
	"I could get used to this," I said looking him straight in the eye.
	"Me too," he said. He was so sexy in the morning. His usual stubble
had multiplied and was now short morning fuzz that made him look even
sexier, if possible.
	"You were amazing," he said, putting his arm around me.
	"What do you know? I'm all you've got to go by."
	"And if you are all I have to go by, then all I have to go by is
amazing." He kissed me. It was deep and passionate and lasted for several
minutes. I felt his morning wood creep up against mine and before I knew
it, he was grinding his hips into me.
	"This is the best way to wake up," he said, pulling away and
sitting up.
	"Where are you going?"
	"To take a shower," he said, walking toward the door. "And if
you're smart, you'll join me." I watched him walk out of the room in
nothing on, shaking his sexy ass for me. I felt it again, the same thing I
had felt the night before. I was sure I was in love.

	Charles- Before I go into how overjoyed I was that I would be
"stalling" Brooklyn on Jesse's behalf tonight, let me start by telling you
what my original plan was. When I convinced Matt to come and surprise
Jesse, I wanted Jesse to confess to me that he had to break his date with
Brooklyn, tell me as much as his cute little lips could tell about his new
fling, and I would spend the night in search of Brooklyn to 'console' him
about getting stood up and have a repeat of what we did my first day here.
	My new, revolutionized plan was fool proof however, with not a
single kink in it. Now, I would definitely spend time with Brooklyn while
Jesse went out on his date. Brooklyn and I would have our fun and this
time, I wouldn't let him leave without getting his number first.
	"Are you sure you can do this for me. I mean, you don't have any
plans?" Jesse asked that afternoon, getting ready for Matt's visit.
	"I'm positive. I mean, I am wasting a Saturday night on your little
boyfriend, but I'm sure I'll survive."
	Suddenly, Zach walked into the apartment with an incredible smile
on his face and a daze over his eyes. I looked at my clock and realized
that I hadn't, in fact, seen Zach all morning. He must have just been
getting back from his date last night.
	"Look at you," Jesse goaded.
	"Drop it," he said, sending us both a non-threatening glare with
his overly happy grin.
	"What happened to you last night?" I asked as he plopped down on
the couch I had been sitting on. He leaned over, putting his head in my lap
and looking straight up at me.
	"Lets just say, someone got lucky last night."
	Cat calls and blushing ensued as Jesse and I congratulated the
blond tart on his first major college score. Jesse came and joined us on
the couch for the usual third degree guys give each other after a wild
night out.
	"Grad student, sexy as hell. He had the kind of abs people would
kill for," he explained to us. "And the best part was, I was the first guy
he had ever had sex with."
	"What?" I said in disbelief.
	"Yeah," he said. "He told me. He was like, I've never done this
sort of thing with a guy before."
	"He was lying," Jesse said before I had the chance.
	"What are you talking about?" the poor naive kid said, looking at
Jesse and me both.
	"He was lying," I echoed. "It was a line to get you into bed."
	"I really don't think it was a line."
	"Was he incredible last night?"
	"Yeah," Zach said nervously.
	"Did he have lube and condoms in his apartment, ready for ya'll to
use?" I asked.
	"Sure."
	"Did he know exactly were to touch you, exactly how to kiss you and
exactly to make you feel amazing," I asked.
	"Yes," the kid said nervously.
	"He lied," Jesse and I said, both at the same time.
	"I don't believe you," Zach said standing up to walk over to the
kitchen.
	"Think about it, dude. Guys that are as hot as you mentioned don't
go through college wishing they could but never doing it. He's had sex, at
least experimented with guys before and he was just telling you he hadn't
to loosen you up and ease the tension. He just wanted to get in your
pants," I added, teasing him.
	"And it worked," Jesse said, laughing.
	"You guys shut the fuck up. Chris is not lying to me, and he is not
some man slut around campus. He told me he had only dated girls since he
saw me at the library and noticed me checking him out," he replied
defensively.
	"And you honestly believe that you were the first guy he's ever
noticed checking him out?" Jesse asked. "With his abs that people would
kill for?"
	"Ya'll are stupid," he said, heading for his room.
	Jesse and I turned to each other and then looked back at Zach as he
slammed the door to his room.
	"He lied," we said at the same time before collapsing into a fit of
laughter on the couch.

	Zach- He lied, was all I thought as I lay in my bed thinking about
Chris and me. I really liked him, but was he really lying to me? Like
seriously, who says that to someone just to get them in bed. I was in the
middle of rationalizing why he would tell me that if it wasn't true when my
phone rang.
	"Hey babe," Chris said in his sexy voice.
	"Hey," I said.
	"What's the matter?" he asked, detecting something strange in my
voice.
	"Nothing," I said quickly. "I've just been thinking about some
stuff."
	"Like what?"
	"Nothing, its not important."
	"Are you sure?" he asked, getting a little confused. I'm sure my
mixed signals were sending him for a whirl- just hours ago I was floating
on clouds giggling and hanging on to every word he said. Now I was so
distant, he could have been talking to a telemarketer stationed in India.
	"I'm fine Chris, what's up?"
	"Nothing, I was just calling to see how you were doing," he said
sexily. "I miss you."
	"I miss you too," I faked.
	"I was thinking, maybe we could catch some dinner in the city when
I get off work tonight and then get a romantic hotel room and spend the
night."
	I thought about it for a second before answering, "I'd better take
a rain check. I have some things I need to take care of tonight and class
in the morning." The classic blow-off.
	"Cool, we'll do it next weekend or something."
	"Awesome," I said less than enthusiastically.
	"So I'd better let you go, dude. I'll talk to you later," he said
quickly.
	"Bye," I said, hanging up the phone and returning to my
melodramatic rationalizing.

	Denton- As hard as I tried lying there in Glass' bed, I could not
remember what had gone down the night before. I remember sleeping with
Glass before getting dressed really quickly and heading downstairs for the
party at the Brotherhood's. Then I remember the girls coming in and Glass
and I claiming a pair and riding over to the frat house. I remember going
in and having a few drinks, being the stares of the show with all eyes on
us as we flaunted the Brotherhood's own girlfriends in front of them. I
remember dancing and flirting and going up a flight of steps with a bunch
of people. I remember lying down and passing out and sirens somewhere off
in the distance and nothing else.
	The night was a mess was my final conclusion. A complete, total
mess. I sat there staring at the ceiling wondering what I was doing here
and what I had done last night.
	"What are you thinking about?" Glass asked. He must have been
observing me for a while, but I didn't notice because his question shook me
up a little.
	"Huh? Oh, nothing."
	"You were wild last night man," he said walking over to the bed and
lying down next to me. He was propped up on one elbow facing me, raised a
little over my body with his legs crossed over mine.
	"Was I?" I asked, trying to be playful.
	"Yeah," he began. He was rubbing his palm under my shirt. "You were
one sexy fucker," he whispered quietly. I gasped at the feeling of his hand
over my nipple.
	"Thanks," I said.
	"Don't thank me. I should be thanking you. You gave the entire
campus quite a show yesterday. You had everyone at the party drooling over
you. I was one proud big last night."
	"Yeah, I guess I did," I stammered, faking remembering what had
happened. He continued to play with my nipples as he spoke, breathing
softly onto my face.
	"I think I lucked out with my little this year," he said lowering
his face over mine. He shifted his body weight so that he was on top of me,
still resting on his elbows but lying over the length of my body. We kissed
for a minute before I pushed him back and blurted out, without thinking
"What are we doing here?"
	He looked at me questioningly. "What are you talking about?"
	"What kind of arrangement is this?"
	He sat up, back to the propped elbow over me position.
	"What are you talking about Denton?" he asked sternly.
	"Nevermind," I said retreating, wishing I hadn't said
anything. "Forget I even said anything."
	"Unfortunately that's impossible."
	There was silence. Glass sat looking at me with his penetrating eye
before breaking it.
	"Are you not satisfied?"
	"Its not that," I stammered nervously.
	"Then what, Denton. Talk to me, that's why I'm here," he added,
toning it down to a calm level.
	"Its just, I was wondering. Do the other littles do this sorta with
their bigs?"
	He looked at me without saying anything for a second. When he
finally spoke, his voice was low and clear with the kind of power that
penetrated you, just like his eyes.
	"Listen to me Denton, because I am the only one who would ever tell
you this, and I'm only gonna say it this once. You think I've only known
you for a week, don't you?" It was one of those rhetorical questions you
aren't supposed to answer. "The truth is, I know everything there is to
know about you. Before you were even admitted to this university, I knew
your shoe size, your family history, your hospital record and all about the
little tiff you had with the law when you were a sophomore." He was scaring
me a little, but I continued to look him straight in the eye. "We did our
research Denton James Ryan, and I knew more about you than you cared to
know about yourself when you came to this school. It was no accident that
you and I ended up being big and little, that we are sitting here sharing a
bed." Once again, he had raised his voice to a higher level and was now
bringing it back in, drawing me into what he was saying with not only his
gaze but with his words as well. "So with that said, you need to understand
something. I care about you more than you could ever imagine. I have your
best interest in mind, and I would do nothing to put you in any kind of
danger. The guys that don't survive in this frat, or in life Denton, are
the guys that are constantly questioning things. Do you understand me?"
	I didn't say anything, just looking straight up at him. I couldn't
believe what he was saying. I wasn't supposed to question anything that
went on in the Tribe, at all. I was supposed to roll with it all, no matter
what, and not have an opinion or concern in the world. I stared straight in
his eyes, nervous and scared, not knowing what to think.
	"Do you understand me Denton?" he repeated, stressing with his
voice what the answer was.
	"Yeah," I said.
	"Good," he said, climbing out of bed. "Let's go get some lunch."

	Jesse- I sat, dressed for my date with both Matty and Brooklyn
tonight, thinking how I could make this work. I mean, I knew I could make
this work tonight, but what about the long run. Should I tell Matt about
Brooklyn and see what he thinks? Should I tell Brooklyn I have a steady
back home and see what he thinks? Should I not tell anyone anything and go
by what I think? What do I think?
	The questions were endless and the answers were scarce.
	"So tell me about this Brooklyn guy I'll be babysitting tonight,"
Charles said scaring me from behind. I was so lost in my thoughts I hadn't
noticed him enter, dressed in a different, very sexy outfit. His jeans were
so low, if they were any lower his trimmed bush would be in clear
view. They sat right on his ass, tight as nothing I had ever seen before,
leaving very little to the imagination. If his jeans were revealing, then
his shirt was in a league of its own, showing off every defined muscle in
his chest, back and stomach. I swear I caught some drool dripping from my
mouth as I watched him sit next to me.
	"He's, umm, incredible," I barely stammered.
	"Incredible like how?"
	"Well, he's sexy for one. But he's really smart. He's a teacher's
assistant," I explained.
	"Cool," he answered nonchalantly. "Why are you doing this?" he
added.
	"What?" I said turning away from his gaze.
	"This. Why not cancel your date with Brooklyn. You barely even know
him," he said sounding sincere.
	"I know that, but there might be a future with Brooklyn," I said
quickly, trying to convince myself as well.
	"And a past with Matt," he added just as quickly.
	"The thing is," I started. "I can't let go of a future with
Brooklyn based on something I had- something I might not have anymore. And
I cannot give up on Matt just because I found someone I could possibly see
myself with."
	"So tonight is like a test run?"
	"Something like that. More like a compare and contrast."
	"Then you'll pick one?"
	"Maybe," I said softly.
	I was thankful I didn't have to hear what he had to say next
because there was a knock on the door, indicating that Matt was here to
pick me up.

	Charles- Matt wasn't bad. I would have been doing badly in math
class too if I had a teacher like that to stare at all day. It was no
wonder Jesse didn't want to let him go. As soon as he walked in and
introduced himself, I was a little bit sprung. He was older, you could tell
in his face, but his body was as lean and trim as any twenty year old I'd
ever fucked around with. He had a nice smile too, one that brought you in
when he talked.
	As they were leaving, I saw that they had chemistry. Matt was all
over Jesse, but not in a sexual, hit-the-hay kind of way, but in a loving
tender kind of way. It was kind of cool.
	They said bye, leaving me sitting there waiting for Brooklyn to
come up. I looked at the clock and realized I had about an hour to kill, so
I started watching TV when Zach came out and joined me. I hadn't seen him
since Jesse and I had told him his boyfriend was a fake.
	"Hey, dude," he said.
	"Hey, what's up?" I asked.
	"Not much."
	"You sound like there's something up. What's the matter?" he really
did sound like something was bothering him. He was probably having problems
with the guy he went out with last night.
	"It's nothing," he said shortly, making think that was the end of
what he had to say. Before I could even go back to concentrating on the
show that was on, he started up again. "It's just that you think you know
people, and then BAM, you figure something out and you realize you don't
know them all that much. I mean, how hard is it to say 'yes, I've had sex
before,' instead of lying to my face like I'm some kind of idiot that's
going to believe you."
	"Actually," I cut in, "you did kind of believe him, so you are kind
of an idiot."
	"Not helping Charley."
	"Sorry."
	"So then I think to myself," he went on like he hadn't even been
interrupted, "what else is he lying about? Is he married? Maybe he's not
even gay. Maybe he has an STD or something."
	"Calm down," I said growing very bored and tired of his rant.
	"I don't know what to do Charles. Any suggestions?" he said looking
right at me.
	"Dump him."
	"I can't do that," he said pathetically.
	"Because..."
	"I like him."
	"So," I replied, "Ask him about it. It wouldn't hurt to find out
why he would lie to you, even though I already told you the reason. Who
knows, you might actually be his first guy," I said. "Even though I doubt
it," I added for effect.
	"Ok, so I'll ask him about it," he said like a light bulb had just
gone off in his head with some novel idea.
	"Ok. Maybe you should do it now. I have a date coming," I said. I
might have sounded rude and dismissive, but I couldn't help it. Believe it
or not, I was nervous about seeing Brooklyn. What if he didn't remember me
or us messing around that day in the sauna? What if he didn't want to do
anything cuz he was rapped around Jesse?
	"Yeah, yeah. I'll go down to the library before he has to close and
see if he's working," he said although I was barely even listening.
	 I heard him rummage around his room for a few minutes before
disappearing out the front door to head down to the library.

	Zach- It was a perfect plan. I'd go ask him what the deal was and
find out once and for all.
	The whole walk there I was thinking, what if he says it was just a
line and it had worked- what would I do then? I couldn't just not see him
anymore because of that. Then again, I couldn't keep seeing him knowing all
he wanted in the firs place was sex. So I was at a Catch 22. And what if he
was to get offended by my confronting him? What if he got mad and didn't
want to see me anymore?
	I finally got to the library and asked the front desk if Chris was
working. The lady told me he was stocking books on the second floor so I
walked up the stairs to find him.
	I walked up behind him as he was reaching up to put a book on the
top shelf, a sight that made me wonder how I could be mad at such a sexy
figure. His curly hair was pulled back in a short ponytail, no longer
framing his face, instead showing off how sexy it was.
	"Why don't you take a picture; they last longer," he said turning
and facing me with a wide smile.
	"I didn't realize you had seen me," I said quietly. We were in a
library, right?
	"You're kind of hard to miss," he said, leaning in to kiss me
quickly. "Especially when you look so damn good."
	I couldn't help but smile, but then quickly remembered to be upset
because that is what I had come here for.
	"So, what's up?" he asked going back to his re-shelving duties.
	"I kind of need to talk to you," I said. He wasn't looking at me,
making the whole thing a lot easier. "Did you lie to me?"
	"About what?"
	"About the whole 'never been with a guy' thing?"
	"What are you talking about?" he asked, stopping and looking at me.
	"I was just," I started. "God this embarrassing." He looked
confused and upset and sexy all rapped up in one. "It's because," I
continued, "My roommates and I were talking, about us, and they are under
the impression that maybe what you said was a line."
	He didn't respond at first. He just looked at me with his intense
eyes. Maybe I'd made a mistake. Maybe I was being stupid and childish and I
was trying to find something wrong with him because he was too perfect.
	He finally moved, letting out a little smile and walking towards
me. "A line? You're roommates said what I told you was a line?"
	"Yeah," I said quietly, a little embarrassed that I had even
brought it up.
	"Well I'm flattered that you talk about me with your
roommates. That's always a good sign," he said. "A line for what, though?"
he asked, inching closer to me.
	"A line to get me into bed with you. You know," I said. His face
was close to mine and with his hair pulled back, I noticed just how
handsome a face it was. His eyes were dead set on mine and didn't even
notice him blink as he leaned in to kiss me. I was putty in his hands for
the next few seconds our kiss lasted. He could have told me anything after
that and I would have believed him.
	When he finally pulled back, after what had seemed like hours, he
simply smiled at me and whispered "We're in a library, so we really
shouldn't talk." With that, he went right back to making me melt with his
mouth on mine.

	Denton- The rest of the day was spent hanging out with Glass and
getting to know more people from the Tribe. The guys didn't have anything
planned for us for that evening, so I decided to spend some alone time
shopping. Glass gladly let me borrow his car to run into town when I
promised to by him something expensive and so I got his keys and drove off,
leaving the campus behind me.
	Driving down the highway towards the city was a therapeutic
feeling. It gave me a chance to think and put things together.
	What I had with the Tribe was an incredible opportunity. It meant
an easy rode and job opportunities anywhere I went. Everyone around campus,
even teachers, treated me differently when I was dressed like the other
guys in the Tribe.
	Yet, I felt somewhat trapped. I mean, the clothes I could deal
with. The planning things for me wasn't such a bad thing. But when Glass
said that the guys that got in trouble were the guys that questioned
things, I wondering just what I had given up to be in the Tribe. Would I
never have the chance to think for myself ever again?
	The thoughts raced through my mind as I raced through the city,
leaving it behind for a wide, open Texas highway. I must have been going
pretty fast and stuck in my own world, because the police lights gave me a
jolt when they appeared behind me. I slowed down and pulled over next to an
open field, realizing the highway had shifted into a somewhat deserted
road. I hadn't even seen the cop when he pulled me over, or that many other
cars for that matter. I looked for Glass' insurance in his glove
compartment and had it ready when the officer knocked on my window.
	"Good afternoon officer," I said politely. I noticed myself
checking the cop out, something I didn't usually do with guys. He was tall
and built on a skinny frame. His muscles added his only body mass with not
an ounce of fat to be found. His face was hard and stern and eyes were
covered behind some cliché looking shades.
	"Good afternoon. License and registration please?" I handed him my
license and Glass' insurance.
	"This isn't your car?" he asked.
	"No sir," I replied. "A friend of mine let me borrow it to run some
errands."
	"Where are you headed this evening?" he asked me, checking out the
papers I had given him and making small talk.
	"No where in particular," I said. "I'm just taking a break from the
campus."
	"Aw, I see. It says here that this car is licensed to a member of
the Tribe?" he said.
	"Yes, sir." I didn't know what to say.
	"Are you a member?"
	"Yes," I managed to say nervously.
	"Sir, please step out of the car," he instructed.
	"Excuse me?" I was startled. He pulled the door open for me and
motioned me out of the car. I guess the magic powers of the Tribe were lost
out here in the city outskirts.
	"Turn around and put your hands on the roof of the car." I did
that. I felt him pull his body up close to me, searching my upper body with
his strong hands, lingering for an extra second on every part of my
torso. He put his leg through mine, separating them.
	"Do you have any idea how fast you were driving?" he asked as he
moved his hands down to my waste. "You were doing 110 in a 65 zone, son,"
he sad from below me, feeling between my legs. He continued to talk. "Those
are dangerous speeds to be taking out here, especially for a young man like
yourself," he said, standing back up and leaning unprofessionally close to
me. He leaned his head to my ear and whispered, "I wouldn't want anything
to happen to a fellow member of the tribe." Before I could even process
what he had said, he had one hand on my ass and his other rapped around me
on my dick. He blew his warm breath into my ear and let out a soft moan. He
ground me against the car somewhat roughly, making me feel what I had
previously thought was his gun push up against my ass through my
jeans. Even if I wanted to protest, it would have been futile because his
strong arms were rapped around me and his hard body was pushing me hard
against the car. I didn't even utter a word, simply losing myself in his
strong embrace.
	He ground his cock harder and harder into my as he blew in my ear
and moaned softly. "How does it feel to be in the Tribe?" he asked softly,
roaming my body with his hands.
	"It feels great right about now," I managed to escape between
breaths. I was lost in what this hunk was doing to me. I felt his hands
stop moving up and down my body and I turned my head to see him taking his
button down uniform shirt off. What I saw under was nothing short of
incredible. His pecs were massively built and hard and I had no idea anyone
could be so sexy. His smooth, hairless skin glistened in the afternoon
sunlight. A light layer of sweat made him look sexy enough to eat, and
that's exactly what I did. I turned my whole body around and went to town
on his nipples, soliciting a new wave of moans from the officer. I bit
gently on each one before moving to the next. Eventually, I made my way
down to his stomach, licking the sweat off his hard abs and tasting every
inch of him. He pushed my head down further, until I was on my knees before
him, facing his hard cock confined by the tight material of his uniform
pants.
	His massive hard on was clearly outlined in his tight pants, with
the wet spot clearly pointing out were his head was leaking precum. I undid
his belt with trembling fingers and lowered his pants below his knees,
freeing his cock as it sprang up, hitting his hard stomach. The monster was
huge, leaning slightly up towards his body. His head was huge, cut, and
glowing with precum. I opened wide and gently tried to capture the entire
thing in my mouth. The cop moaned loudly in appreciation, gently pumping in
and out of my mouth. He continued to pick up speed, fucking my mouth with
his incredibly hot cock. I felt his body tense up near me and I doubled my
effort to make this officer cum. He continued thrusting his hip, forcing my
head deeper onto his man meat. He was begging for it, asking me to deep
throat him over and over.
	"I'm about to cum... ohhhh... oh yeah, kid... suck my cum... eat my
cum..."
	And that's exactly what I did. Spurt after spurt filled my mouth
with his salty sweet cum, some dribbling down the side of my mouth. It felt
incredible. I stood up and with no hesitation he kissed me again, digging
for the remains of his seed in my mouth. He was spent as he collapsed
against the car on top of me. We continued to kiss as I, pinned to the car,
roamed his back with my hands. I caressed the soft skin of his back and
made my way down the muscles. I felt him up and down, stopping to scope out
the firm smoothness of his ass. As I gently rubbed his globes, I felt a
moan escape his mouth into mine. My hard cock was pressed hard against his
hardening cock.
	With his continued encouragement, I slipped a finger between his
cheeks and searched for his hole. He continued to writhe in my touch as I
worked his ass up and down with my finger for a few minutes. I finally
found the magic spot and my finger slipped right in. He backed out of my
mouth and smiled down at me before backing away and moving, so he was
leaning against the car with his ass wide open. I gave him a quizzical
look. I couldn't believe this amazing hunk with the perfect body was
offering his ass for me to fuck. He smiled at me, wiggled his juicy ass a
little, indicating it was ready for me. I smiled back, without saying a
word, and walked over to my waiting prize.
	I knelt down and gave his ass an incredible tongue dance. He was
shifting and moaning above me as I, on my knees, opened him up and got him
ready for an expert fuck.
	Before long he was begging me to fuck his ass, he wanted my cock so
bad. I stood up and gently but firmly inserted my cock deep into his ass,
leaving it there for a minute to stretch him out. He tilted his head back,
lost in bliss as I moved out and thrust my cock right back in, sending
another shot of pleasure down his spine. His body seemed possessed as he
wiggled under me. I continued to move in and out ever so slowly, savoring
the motion and hitting his spot every time.
	"Oh, yeah, babe. Fuck me babe... fuck this horny officer," he said,
encouraging me to pick up the pace. I started pounding it to him faster and
faster, once again losing myself. The view from behind him was just as
magnificent as the view from the front, with every muscle on his back
working as his ass met my cock with every thrust. He was horny for my cock
to go deeper into his ass as I gave to him.
	"Harder, babe. Give it to me harder. O yeah... o fuck... make me
cum again," he screamed at me. He turned his head, revealing that his face
was red and had a thin layer of sweat dripping down. I was taking this cop
for a workout. My own sweat was causing my chest to slip with the motion of
his back, producing an entire body fucking experience. I didn't want the
thing to end, but I felt my balls pull up close to my body. I wanted him so
fucking bad.
	"I'm gonna cum. This is the best ass I've ever fucked... o yeah," I
announced. He turned his head and kissed me, sending me over the edge and
shooting deep into his ass. I felt his own body tense and noticing his
hands were both pressed firmly on the cum, realized I had made this
amazingly hot cop cum without him even touching his cock.
	"O fuck, that was amazing," he said a few minutes later, getting
dressed.
	"Yeah it was officer," I said climbing back into my car. "Think we
could see each other again?"
	"Definitely," he said, pulling out a card from his wallet. "Call me
anytime on this number and ask for Officer Black, Adam Black."
	I drove back to the campus on a different high; ready to take
anything the tribe could give me.

	They say that when faced with an increasingly stressful situation,
its important to evaluate the things that we enjoy, the things that make us
happy and those things that give us pleasure.