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Marrying a Shemale (working title)

Copyright 2008 Severe Discipline Productions all rights reserved. Intended for adults only.
Story Codes: F[TG] M/M, Romance, Femdom, Oral, Public, Humil
Synopsis: When David meets his one true love a lot of things change, beginning with his name. As Cindy, the romantic young man hopes to woo the statuesque girl of his dreams not only into bed, but to the alter as well...He just wishes his girlfriend wasn't so hot to see him with other men.

Marrying a Shemale
by T.S. Severe

Part One : First Date

    I met Dana in my first year of college after leaving the little town I'd grown up in and it was love at first sight, for me anyway. She needed some convincing.

    "Hi, mind if I sit down?" I gestured at the empty chair beside her.

    "Fuck off." she said, without looking up.

    "Oh." I swallowed hard and looked around the library and a few people did look back, because the girl, this angel had spoken in something louder than a normal whisper.

    I saw her again in my biology class and it was hard to miss Dana, although I didn't yet know her name. She stands about six feet tall with long, moppish blonde hair. Not styled really, it just…is. Dana always looks like she just rolled out of bed and it's a look that suits her lovely heart shaped face and deep blue eyes perfectly. It's a sex thing and I wasn't the only guy who thought so, believe me. Dana got a lot of attention, more than the college coed wanted probably, and so that might explain her brusque attitude. 

    "Hey, uh, can I borrow your high lighter for a second?" I asked softly in the middle of our professor's lecture.

    "Go die someplace!" she responded, much to my embarrassment.

    Later, I noticed Dana sitting alone at the student union, reading a magazine and perhaps waiting for someone. Maybe even me, or so I hoped. She was wearing what I soon learned was normal for her; a short black skirt that showed off her long tanned legs and perfect ass with equal enthusiasm. A tight sweater, pink angora today, with a V neck that offered a tantalizing glimpse of her ripe young tits, full and proud ones by the look of them. A dozen boys sat around her and that was hardly unusual, but Dana ignored them with the majestic aloofness of Mount Everest. We all wanted to plant our flag in her summit, so to speak, but it was a cold and treacherous journey, as I was learning.

    "Hello, my name is David. Can I…" I gave her my patent pending 'Get out of Jail Free' smile, the one that never fails.

    "Go to hell, loser." she answered, flipping to the next page in her magazine with one long red fingernail.

    Dana didn't even look up at me. In fact she'd never looked at me at all, not once, and I seriously doubted she even knew I was the same guy all three times. This did not bode well for my ego, I can tell you that much. I was rather angry and humiliated, as any person would be, man or woman. To be treated so unfairly, so rudely without cause. It was ridiculous and not the way civilized people behaved.

    I was going to tell Dana that, all of it and more, but I was too frightened, too enamored with her as well, and those feelings often went together when I was confronted by an uncaring Dana. I slunk away like a chicken with a bum leg to nurse my wounds in alcohol with my frat brothers at the Beta Kappa Klub, which was really just the recreation room at the freshman dorm. I wasn't in a real frat, none of that had appealed to me really and I was more than happy being hazed in front of my peers by statuesque blonde girls anyway. Or so it seemed in my bottomless well of self-pity. Thankfully I wasn't the only insecure 18 year old boy attending the university and I had plenty of company.

    It was later that same fateful day, that very evening in fact, when I was sufficiently bolstered by beer and the boisterous bullying of other drunken young men who'd tried to tell me that Dana was only a woman…An idea I scoffed at, by the way…That I found myself outside, urinating in the bushes in front of the boys' dorm. There was a perfectly good reason for that, but I couldn't remember it suddenly because she was there! As if she were a Valkyrie riding a pale beam of moonlight, my angel come to lift me from an unfair battlefield, my Dana was walking along the sidewalk.

    "Hey." she stopped, just a dozen feet away or so and smiled at me.

    "Hi." I swallowed hard, holding six inches of thick flaccid cock, still happily watering the bushes, and in truth I'd rather forgotten I was doing that.

    Only for the split second it took me to realize that I wasn't in fact dreaming, I mean. After that awful eternity, I dried up like the Sahara Desert and fumbled awkwardly to shove my penis back into my pants where it belonged, turning my body this way and that, feeling the blood rushing to my face. I'm quite sure I looked more than slightly ridiculous and whose bright idea was it to piss in the bushes anyway?

    "Nice cock." she giggled and walked on past with her heels click-click-clicking in time with my heart.

    I had to have Dana then. Before it was merely infatuation, now it was an obsession. She'd complimented me on my manhood, surely that meant something, right? Of course it did, but I just wasn't sure exactly what. I had the vaguely terrifying thought of chasing her, since she was walking and not very quickly. I could ask the girl if she wanted to discuss my cock in detail, over dinner perhaps, over breakfast even, if all went well. But no, I wasn't that drunk. I went back into the dorm, up to my room and jerked off in my cold lonely bed, falling asleep with my semen cooling on my belly.

    I was a happy man.

    "Hi again." I smiled, spying Dana in her trademark black skirt, but this time wearing a yellow tube top, which seemed entirely too small for her C-cup breasts.

    "Go suck a dog, perv." she said, drawing entirely too much attention to us, in my opinion.

    "Yeah, I gotta piss anyway." I replied, ignoring the distasteful look some of the other students in the cafeteria were giving me.

    "What?" She looked up sharply then, narrowing those cobalt eyes briefly.

    "Uh…" My boldness ran out of steam at that point as she clearly expected me to repeat myself.

    "What did you say?" Dana demanded and her tone of voice reminded me distinctly of my mother, so much so that I found myself looking down at my shoes.

    "I have to go and, um…" I licked my lips.

    Someone actually giggled, which seemed to break the tension finally, although not in a way I was entirely comfortable with. There were whispers and laughter and I felt many dozens of pairs of eyes upon my prone form as I stood there like a lost little boy in front of a golden goddess. It wasn't very fair, I thought.

    "And what?" Dana wondered with a giggle of her own, which was reminiscent of a tropical waterfall heard at sunset.

    "…Pee?" I offered hopefully and since that was the punch line, everyone laughed.

    "Alright." she sighed airily, waving one delicate hand in my general direction. "You can go pee then."

    "Thank you." I said, without really meaning to and I blinked at myself as soon as the words fell from my tongue.

    "Don't take too long." she told me, looking back down at her lunch, a light salad with creamy dressing that reminded me of…

    It struck me then, what Dana had said, and I had to believe that she expected me to come back, and that was a happy confusion to be sure. I didn't know the why or how of it and I wasn't going to spoil it by looking for answers. Deities do not give us answers, afterall, but only mysteries to ponder for their pleasure. I did the only thing I could. I went to the bathroom and tried to urinate, but in reality I only played with my cock for a minute or two. I washed my hands, checked my teeth and combed my hair. 

    I sauntered back in my best manly manner, trying to keep my eyes up and shoulders back. I sucked in my gut, although I'm happy to say I didn't have much of one, then or now. I was not an ugly man. Not homely or unattractive. If anything I was considered good looking and I'd had girlfriends before, several young women of the most comely sort, which had been the font of my courage to approach Dana in the first place. I'd rather expected her to like me right from the beginning; that she hadn't, well…I was a little off-balance, as you can doubtless appreciate.

    "Er, I'm back." I said, after standing nearby for all of twenty silent seconds without even a glance from her.

    "Sit down." she pointed with her pinky finger at the chair opposite her and I hesitated, but not for long.

    "I'm David." I offered pleasantly once I was seated.

    "I don't like that name." Dana said and she'd finished her salad and was now reading a paperback book.

    "Oh, well…" I nodded, "…My middle name is Michael."

    "Nope." Dana looked up, "Pick a different one. A name I like."

    "Ummm…" I laughed self-consciously and there were a number of other students, girls for the most part, but a lot boys as well, leaning close and listening intently.

    "Can't think of one?" Dana asked me, looking sad it seemed to me and shaking her head slowly.

    "I don't know what names you like." I cleared my throat, "How about…Edmund?"

    "Cindy." Dana nodded and everyone held their breath.

    "What?" I cocked my head and smiled in my abrupt consternation.

    "Your name is Cindy." Dana decided and there was a lot of head nodding as soft murmurs of approval arose from the gathered crowd.

    "Okay." I agreed slowly, just for the sake of argument.

    "You're my new boyfriend, Cindy." Dana smiled, "Get my books."

    She stood up slowly and I nodded quickly, picking up her book bag and shouldering it as she walked away. I hastened to catch up, of course, and fell into step behind her. Part of me wondered if all of this was worth it, as you've no doubt come to question my sanity. I assure you, I was neither sane nor insane at this point, but mired upon the muddied median of true love. There's no reason, no process by which the human mind can rationalize normal behavior under such circumstances. Love, true love, makes victims of us all and I can only tell you that if you've never experienced such a thing…You're lucky.

    "My name is Dana." the woman told me, much to my delight as I was a little curious by then. "You'll call me Dana at all times. Not baby, or honey, or any other ridiculous pet name your microscopic little boy brain can conjure in a fit of affection."

    "Alright, Dana." I smiled, just to let her know I was keeping up.

    "You'll pay for everything when we go out." Dana said, "You'll hold all the doors, carry all my books, give me your jacket of I'm cold, tell me I'm beautiful even when I'm not, and listen to my long-winded, pointless stories about my boring days with rapt fascination."

    "Of course I will, Dana." I agreed completely.

    "You'll call me every night at ten o'clock promptly, after you brush your teeth and before you say your prayers." she informed me, "No more late night carousing for you, Mister Man."

    "Oh no, Dana." I cleared my throat as if the very idea were repulsive.

    "I, on the other hand, will call you at all hours of the day and night. I'll require various things, like Haagen Daz at 3am and the answers to my chemistry mid-terms." Dana stopped abruptly and I was so intent on watching her perfect ass that I almost walked into it. "Don't disappoint me, Cindy."

    "No, Dana." I shook my head slowly, giving her my big brown puppy dog eyes.

    "Do you have a girlfriend?" Dana asked me and she started walking again.

    "Only you, Dana." I answered seriously.

    "Good, because I get very jealous." she told me, "I'm your one and only girlfriend from now until I say otherwise. Don't even think about trying to break up with me. That would be silly."

    "I won't!" I declared somewhat indignantly, "Dana."

    "We'll have sex on Saturday nights, after dinner and a movie, if…I had a very good time and if….I'm in the mood for it." Dana said, holding up her fingers to punctuate her more than reasonable conditions, "Do you masturbate?"

    "Uh…"

    "Shut-up, Cindy. You're a boy, silly question." Dana giggled, "No more jerking off. Period. Understand me, Cindy? Think about baseball or something."

    "Yes, Dana." I answered somewhat unhappily, I must say. I wasn't a big baseball fan in those days, but jerking off… 

    "Probably you have some questions of your own now, Cindy. Some little demands perhaps." Dana was climbing the steps to the girls' dormitory. "I'm not interested in those. When we talk, we'll only talk about me and what I want."

    "Okay, Dana." I said with a sympathetic smile, stopping near the main doors where a lot of other freshman girls were sitting outside, most of them watching us.

    "Now." Dana breathed softly, stepping close to me and looking down, since she was about four inches taller then me, maybe as much as six in her heels. "This is your last chance to back out. If you want to change your mind, Cindy, this is it."

    "I…" I swallowed hard, "…I love you, Dana. I want to be your boyfriend."

    "Of course you do, Cindy. Kiss me then." she whispered, "And you can be my boyfriend forever."

    I did kiss her, the way I'd been imagining it since first laying eyes upon the woman just twenty-four hours before. Her pouting red lips were soft and moist and I felt the electricity between us as the tip of my tongue slipped across her smile. She opened for me slowly, giving me access to the sweet confines of her mouth, and Dana's hands found me as well. She held my head with her left hand, while the right went around my waist. I clutched her bag to my chest and would have dearly loved to drop it just then, but they were Dana's books! And so I held them tightly and bore the discretion of that chaste barrier between our bodies.

    It was a long, deep kiss. A meaningful one, full of promise and hope for our future bliss together. She chased my tongue back into my own mouth and Dana filled me completely, tongue fucking me with wild abandon. I felt almost violated, especially when she began squeezing my ass through my khaki trousers. It was a vulgar kiss, lusty and sloppy wet with our saliva and I was swallowing thickly, moaning into her lungs as I felt my knees weaken and my heart stammer uncertainly beneath the awful weight of my desire. I couldn't breathe and my balls throbbed, my stomach knotted with butterflies and somewhere in the middle of all that I was cumming. Spilling my seed uselessly into my tight white briefs while tears of rapturous ecstasy ran down my flushed cheeks.

    "Good boy, Cindy." Dana giggled, letting me go so that I stood there swaying and shivering and ready to collapse with the slightest provocation.

    I was dimly aware of the claps and cheers coming from those lucky girls who'd been witness to our untoward display of public passion.

    "Give me these." Dana took her books, "Go take a shower. A cold one and pick me up in one hour, right here. Dress nice, you're taking me to a movie."

    "Y-Yes Dana." I agreed weakly, still trying to catch my breath.

    "And here…" she pursed her lips, making a little face as the woman of my dreams reached carefully under her skirt, "…Don't just stand there, Cindy! Help me!"

    "Oh." I blinked rapidly and dropped somewhat uncertainly to my knees, and Dana smiled as I finally understood and helped the girl remove her panties.

    Actually, she did very little except stand there and smile. 

    "Don't touch anything else down there!" Dana warned me and I nodded quickly, reaching blindly to find the thin waistband of her pink thong and pull it down her long luscious legs. 

    "Put those on for our date, since you made a mess in yours." she laughed and so did most of the other girls.

    "Okay, Dana." I agreed, somewhat chagrined as I looked down at myself to see an obvious stain on the front of my pants, down both thighs as well.

    "I'll check too." she warned me, "One hour!"

    Dana left me, soiled with love and breathless, red-faced and holding her delicate underthings between my thumb and finger. I felt like a brazen pig as I lifted Dana's panties to my nose and inhaled her musky scent in front of a dozen giggling women. I was in love and they were impressed, or so I chose to believe as I walked hurriedly away from their catcalls and whistles.

=-=-=-=-=-={55}=-=-=-=-=-=

    I was back in 55 minutes and oddly enough, most of those same girls were still there. I'd worn my best and only casual two piece suit, charcoal grey and funeralish perhaps, since I'd bought it for my Great-Aunt Edna's funeral a few months previously, but it did look nice. I hoped. A light blue dress shirt and a red tie, hoping for a little power, you know. I had a hunch it wasn't going to do me a lot of good though.

    "Hi Cindy…Hey Cindy…What's up, Cindy?" They were saying, giggling and smiling and I was blushing as they talked rather openly about the panties I was wearing.

    They couldn't see it of course, but they knew, and many of them were seemingly excited at the prospect of Dana checking to make sure I was in fact wearing her pink thong. Of course I was. I'd taken a cold shower, shaved and brushed my teeth, worried over my rather limited wardrobe, and debated whether or not I had time to find flowers before getting to the freshman girls' dorm at my appointed time. Thankfully, I did have time, barely, and so it was that I stood there with a single perfect rose in my hand. 

    "Hi." I smiled back at them and then remembered how jealous Dana might be. I stopped smiling quickly, determined to wait patient and stoic and invulnerable to the charms of a dozen college coeds bent on teasing me mercilessly.

    "Are you wearing your panties, Cindy?" One asked me lightly and I just nodded slowly, looking at the fantastic bricks in the marvelous façade of that amazing structure.

    "Can we see, Cindy?"

    "Never mind the panties, how about a kiss?"

    "I bet I could make you cum too. Don't you wanna try, Cindy?"

    "Uh…" I looked at my watch and I'd only been there fifteen minutes.

    "I wish you were my boyfriend. You're so cute."

    "Nice ass too! I bet you've worn thongs before, huh?"

    "Cindy is such a sexy name for a boy. Don't you think?"

    "Oh yeah! Hmmm…Fuck me, Cindy! Drive that big cock inside me! Oh…Harder, Cindy!"

    "Ahem." I cleared my throat and examined my rose closely for possible imperfections and pesky pollen.

    "God, yeah! Cindy's got a big one for sure."

    "He must be a boy scout too. Look at the size of that tent he's pitching!"

    "That's so hot!"

    tap tap tap

    I blinked, looking at the big glass doors as the girls mercifully fell silent. Dana was on the other side, looking at me somewhat expectantly and I swallowed hard, grabbing the door on the left and pulling it open for her quickly with an apologetic smile and a very red face.

    "I was beginning to think you didn't love me anymore." she said with a small sigh. 

    "No, uh-uh…Oh! I got you a…This…" I handed Dana the rose with a small dip of my head.

    "Oh, isn't that sweet!" she smiled at me warmly, "What a great boyfriend you are, Cindy!"

    "Oh, it was, um…" I narrowed my eyes as she gave the rose a little sniff with her pert upturned nose and then tossed it away. "…nothing."

    "Are you wearing my thong, Cindy?" Dana asked slowly, making it sound like she suspected I wasn't.

    "Yeah…Yes, Dana." I nodded.

    "Good." Dana nodded too, "Show me."

    "Uh…" I licked my lips, "…Here?"

    "You're not going to be one of those boyfriends who makes me repeat myself all the time." She looked down, studying me carefully, "Are you?"

    "No Dana." I said softly and my heart was beating quickly as I heard all those devilish coeds smacking their lips with anticipation.

    "Well, let's see." Dana crossed her arms over her ample breasts and she was dressed nicely in a real dress, a summer dress, thin and soft and golden like her hair. 

    "Okay, uh, yes Dana." I agreed reluctantly, dropping my head and undoing my belt and then the clasp on my slacks. I unzipped my pants just enough to show my girlfriend that I was in fact wearing her thong panties, the pink ones, just as she'd instructed me to.

    "All the way." Dana scrunched up her nose playfully and smiled at the same time so her dimples popped and I felt my heart melting with love. She was incredibly beautiful, you have no idea, and it took me a moment to understand what she meant.

    "You mean…My pants?" I asked and then I remembered that I didn't want to be that sort of boyfriend! "I mean, sure Dana."

    She smiled at me, offering an understanding look it seemed to me, like she knew I was still learning and that was a bit of a relief. Dropping my trousers around my knees on the front steps of Abernathy Hall, however, in front of a dozen horny 18 year old girls…

    "Ohhhh! What an ass!"

    "Can I touch it?"

    "Sexy!"

    "Look at his balls! They're huge!"

    "Look at that cock! Yummy!"

    "Let me adjust this for you, Cindy." Dana clucked her tongue while I pondered moving to Uruguay.

    "Oh!" I forgot all about my travel plans as Dana pulled the thin back of that thong deep, deep! into the crevasse between my pale round butt cheeks. 

    She gave me an honest to goodness wedgie, was what she did, practically lifting me off my feet. I was on tip-toes, I'll swear to that, and my balls were split almost painfully as the stretchy material was pulled more than snug. My family jewels popped out, one to the left and one to the right, even more than they'd already been, so that they hung down between my thighs in their soft wrinkled sack. My cock wasn't contained any better, I must say, being hard like it was. My audacious penis was pointing straight up, the swollen head and at least four or five solid inches of thick shaft exposed plainly when Dana lifted my shirt and tie so that we could all admire my resolute devotion.

    "Perfect!" Dana grinned at me and even her eyes softened, I thought, flickering with a glow akin to genuine warmth. 

    I pulled up my trousers quickly once I had my girlfriend's seal of approval and I was very glad when Dana insisted that we leave.

    "I'm getting jealous." she pouted, "All those girls looking at your cocky like that."

    "Uh…"

    "Well?" she stared at me as I walked her towards my car, her arm in mine, "Don't you have something to say, Cindy?"

    "I'm…Sorry?" I offered tentatively and Dana broke into the most amazing smile you've ever seen and I couldn't help but smile back as all my uncertainty fled in the brilliance of her unabashed pleasure.

    "I know you are." she nodded, "So I'll accept your apology…This time."

    "I won't let it happen again." I vowed and Dana sighed, putting her head on my shoulder for a few seconds to demonstrate her satisfaction.

    "We'll watch a movie first and then I want to eat." Dana decided as I opened the door of my car for her, a rather nice little Volvo that had once belonged to my Great-Aunt Edna.

    "Oh!" Dana smiled, "A Volvo!"

    "I had a BMW," I told her as I watched those immaculate legs slide into my car, "but it just wasn't safe enough for you."

    "You're teasing me." she smiled patiently and I nodded, "That's cute."

    I prepared to close her door and she stopped me.

    "But…" Dana told me seriously, "…Tomorrow you trade this in for a real car. Get the BMW back."

    "Okay, Dana." I agreed, wondering where I was going to get a BMW. I'd gotten pretty lucky when Edna had left me her car in the will. My oldest brother had gotten her cat, Mr. Spanky Bottoms, but he always was her favorite.

    "There!" Dana said as I started the car, "This is nice! What movie are we going to see?"

    "Well," I smiled because I'd given this a lot of thought, "I thought we could see Eight and a Half, it's playing downtown."

    "Eight and a Half Inches?" Dana giggled, "Oh! That sounds like a good movie. Not a very long one though." 

    "What?" I glanced at her, "No, I mean the Fellini film, it won a lot of awards when it came out. The Oscar for Best Foreign Film, some other ones."

    "Oh." Dana smiled and reached over to stroke my thigh, "I have a smart boyfriend, huh?"

    "Well…" I cleared my throat, feeling rather pleased with myself.

    "Smart is sexy." Dana sighed, "I like that in a boyfriend."

    "I think you're pretty sexy too, Dana." I ventured, feeling my cock jerk as her hand went a little higher and then slowly back down my leg.

    "Do you?" she posed a bit in the warm red light of the setting sun, "What do you like better, my tits? Or my ass?"

    "Uh…" I swallowed hard and my father's dying words came back to haunt me.

    "Son, I don't have much to leave behind. No riches or property. Not even a mule to carry my burdens to the boneyard. All I have are the words of wisdom my father gave to me on my wedding day…"

    "Cindy!" Dana's voice interrupted my flashback, "What do you think is sexier, my boobs or my butt? Tell me!"

    Dana was holding her tits in her hands, I mean, through her dress, but still…She obviously wasn't wearing a bra and the girl didn't need one! Her tits were majestic, as if God himself had a thing for tits and wanted to make one perfect pair before he wiped us all out with a big asteroid or something. And her ass! I'd been watching Dana's ass all afternoon and I wanted to put a bell around her neck and call the woman a church! I'd worship in the dusky depths of her delectable derriere if I had my druthers. How was a mere…

    "How can a mere mortal like me decide something like that?" I sighed hopelessly. "You're perfect, Dana."

    "Oh!" Dana took a deep breath and held it just long enough to pop a button, the tops of her creamy breasts thrusting into my consciousness so completely that I nearly ran a red light and almost killed a bag lady crossing the street. The old woman gave me the finger as we came to a screeching stop, but Dana only had eyes for me.

    And the theater across the street apparently.

    "That's the movie I want to see!" she exclaimed happily, pointing at the flashing neon marquee.

    "Bullriding Bronco Boys and…" I blinked at the sign, "…Return to Bareback Mountain?"

    "A double feature!" Dana giggled, "Park the car, Cindy! I want popcorn too!"

    "But that's…" I swallowed hard, "…I think those are pornographic!"

    "Oh, I hope so!" Dana was clutching me tightly, rubbing her thighs together like she was trying to start a fire and I could see her long fat nipples straining against the thin gold of her dress.

    "Well, sure…Okay." I shrugged like it was no big deal. I was thinking it was weird, sure. But having a girlfriend who was into porn, how cool was that? 

    I'd be the envy of all my friends, as if I wasn't already! It had been all high fives at the dorm; believe me, because the word spreads fast when a hot chick like Dana picks out a boy like me to be her very own! Especially when she does it in the college cafeteria! Plus, and this was no little thing, who the hell really wants to see a foreign film? Not me! Federico Fellini? I figured it would be good for some serious sex later, even though it wasn't Saturday, but if Dana wanted to go inside a XXX porn theater…I was glad I had a condom in my wallet!

    "Uh…Two adult tickets, please." I said to the old guy working the ticket booth and he gave me a look.

    "You think we got any other kind, son?" he wondered and I frowned and Dana giggled.

    "First time?" she asked me.

    "Yeah." I agreed taking the tickets and losing twenty bucks in the process.

    "A virgin!" Dana squeezed me tight around the waist and that girl is strong! 

    I mean, if I haven't mentioned it before, the love of my life is tall, six feet tall easily, and athletic. I didn't know if she was on some kind of sports scholarship or what, but it wouldn't have surprised me if she was, put it that way. Dana was seriously sexy though, toned and sleek and with all the curves a man could ask for. And that just-been-fucked hair do and those blue eyes that seemed to peer right into my soul. Pouting lips, pert nose....I know I said all that before, but some things are worth repeating! And I was taking that goddess into a porn theater!

    "Uh, no." I said, but probably Dana didn't hear me.

    "Oh! Buy me popcorn, Cindy!" she practically squealed, "A big one, with extra butter! I love butter! Hot butter!"

    "Sure, butter is good." I smiled and looked around. We had to wait for the old man to come serve us at the concession stand.

    "I can hear the movie, I think." Dana frowned at me and then looked at the old man, "Is that the previews? Or did the movie start already?"

    "Heh." He grinned at her, looking my girlfriend up and down slowly and licking his old rusty lips.

    "Uh, one popcorn, please." I said, "A big one."

    "With extra hot butter." Dana whispered in my ear.

    "With extra hot butter." I nodded, "I mean, um…Hot butter, but put extra on the popcorn. More of it, I mean."

    "I think I've done this before, sweetie." He chortled. "You want large, extra large, super large, or the Johnny Wadd Tub of Love?"

    "Um…" I looked at Dana.

    "Johnny Wadd." she nodded eagerly, "Get that one, Cindy!"

    "The Johnny Wadd, uh…Tub of…"

    "Love." the old man nodded, "Cindy, huh?"

    "Yeah." I cleared my throat and then blushed as the old man looked me up and down slowly, licking his old rusty lips and it was déjà vu all over again. Except it was me this time and I looked down quickly to see if they had any Juju Fruits.

    "I think he likes you, Cindy." Dana giggled, "You should ask him for a discount."

    "I think he's been working here too long." I replied softly, watching as he filled a very large tub full of popcorn.

    "Oh look!" Dana laughed as the old man set the popcorn down, "Is that life size?"

    "That's the Johnny Wadd Love Tub, missy." The old man nodded and there was an erect penis drawn on the side of the tub, a number of them actually, spread evenly around it and all pointing up. "Fourteen inches of fresh hot popcorn, just for you."

    "Extra butter?" I asked.

    "You bet, Cindy. I made it myself." the old man grinned, "That'll be thirteen dollars."

    "For popcorn?" I stared at him for a moment before I remembered to close my mouth. "It only cost ten to get in!"

    "The Tub of Love is a collector's item." the old man chortled uncontrollably, "Free refills too!"

    "Oh goody!" Dana was nodding eagerly, "We could be here all night!"

    "Then it's a bargain, isn't it, Cindy?" the old man grinned at me and I opened my wallet with a little frown.

    "You're the best boyfriend in the world, Cindy!" Dana told me, "Taking me to a porn movie on our very first date!"

    "Uh, well…Sure, Dana." I swallowed hard, reaching for the door so we could enter the theater proper.

    "It's so romantic and so…" she paused, "…Dark!"

    "Yeah, wow okay…" I reached for her hand.

    It was dark, totally, except for the movie playing on the screen and apparently it was a dark scene or something, cause there wasn't a whole lot of light to be had. Just a lot of loud heavy breathing and grunting, mostly. So I held that fourteen inch Tub of Love in my left arm and took Dana's hand in my right and slowly, carefully made our way down the aisle until we were more or less in the middle. I peered into the darkness and it looked like the row we were at was empty and so it was as good as any other.

    "All the way." Dana was urging me, "I like to sit right in the middle."

    "Okay." I was agreeable, since one seat seemed about as good as another, so long as Dana was going to be next to me.

    We got settled down and my eyes were adjusting slowly, so I got that popcorn in my lap and my right arm around Dana and I could see a few other people in that theater. Not a lot, maybe a dozen, maybe a few more. They were spread out mostly, although I guess a few of the other guys had kinky girlfriends too. There were a couple couples coupled close together, so I didn't feel so bad bringing Dana to a place like that and in truth, mostly I just really wanted to make out and hopefully have some serious sex later, back in my dorm room.

    "Oh, this is good popcorn!" Dana giggled and she really did like popcorn apparently, which is neither here nor there. "Especially this butter! Salty!"

    "Hmmm…Yeah…" I was looking at the movie screen and trying to figure out which movie we were seeing first, not that it would matter. I'd seen a couple porn movies before, you know, as a kid when some other kid would swipe one of his dad's DVD's and they'd all been about the same. Some girl sucking and fucking, and generally pretending to have a good time while she thought about how much she was gonna tip her babysitter.

    This movie did look a little different though, although it was a close-up of someone getting seriously ass fucked doggy style by a big hairy man with a cowboy hat, cowboy boots, and spurs. Whoever that girl was, she didn't have much for tits. Cute face though, from what I could tell, but all the other porn I'd seen had girls with big round fake tits and I kinda liked those, in an abstract way. Natural was nice too though, I decided, and that cowboy sure was pulling her nipples hard! Ouch! Like he was giving that girl a Texas Titty Twister! That reminded me of my cousin, Edgar, and how we'd do that to him sometimes when we were kids. God, he was such a little faggot…He liked it, if you can imagine that, although he pretended like he didn't, and…

    "Is that a boy?" I whispered to Dana.

    The camera angle had changed and all of a sudden it was pretty obvious the cowboy was drilling a young man in the ass, not a girl at all. The boy's cock and balls were swinging between his thighs, you know? It doesn't get much more obvious than that.

    "Is it?" she giggled around a mouthful of popcorn, "He's cute anyway."

    "Dana!" I swallowed hard and looked around, sliding down a little in my seat because I was just now realizing what sort of adult movie theater this was!

    "What?" she looked at me with some annoyance, "Where are you going, Cindy? You're gonna miss the best part!"

    "The best part?" I blinked at her, "This is a gay theater!"

    "Well…Yeah." she gave me a funny look, "Didn't you know that?"

    "No!" I said a little loudly and Dana shushed me with a finger to her smiling lips.

    "Well…" she shrugged, "…Now you do! Sit up straight and watch the movie with me."

    "What?" I felt my stomach all knotted up and I was a little frightened, I admit it. I mean, not because I thought anything would happen to us in there. What could happen? They were all fags, right? But because I was even in there, I mean… "What if someone sees us?"

    "Sees us eating popcorn or making out?" Dana laughed, "Who cares? It's a porn theater! Come here now, sit up."

    "I mean just…Sees us." I swallowed thickly, "In here. People will think…"

    "We're gay?" Dana sighed, "You're with me, Cindy. Nobody is going to think I'm gay, believe me."

    "But…" I had to think about that and she did have a point…But what about me? 

    If I was in there alone, or with another guy, well, yeah. I'd be seriously gay then, probably, or let's just say I couldn't say I wasn't. But I was with Dana and she was a complete and total babe, a college coed with a great tits and a perfect ass and legs that reached the floor! No gay guy is gonna be making out with her! So, as long as I stayed with her, like she was my alibi…No, bad word! She was my excuse…I cringed. What's the word? 

    Dana was the reason we were there because she always wanted to see two guys…No. That's bad too. We're doing a…report on…human sexuality for our…sociology class and, yeah! that's the ticket. We're doing it together and we had to come here, even though we didn't want to and well, with a girl like Dana next to me, who was looking at the movie anyway? Wink-Wink…Heh! I had a great excuse lined up! Life was good and I sat up a little straighter, putting my arm once more around the girl of my dreams and I leaned close, looking for a kiss. 

    "No!" Dana shook her head, "It's not Saturday yet. Watch the movie."

    "But…" I swallowed hard.

    "Eat some popcorn too." she giggled and her eyes were fixed on the big screen, as were mine finally. 

    On the screen the hairy cowboy had pulled his cock out of the boy's ass and was now sitting on the young man's stomach, feeding the youth his long hard cock while he jerked off. They were attractive men, I suppose, but the whole idea was doing very little for my libido and my own cock, once so proud and mighty in my proximity to Dana, had suffered as a consequence. It was now little more than a paperweight in my pants. When the cowboy started to cum, spraying his copious cream all over his smooth lover's face and chest, I looked away, deciding it was time to locate the nearest emergency exit, in case of a volcanic eruption or earthquake or…

    "Oh God!" Dana gasped and I did as well as the woman's hand clutched my thigh, digging her long nails into my flesh somewhat painfully.

    "Oh!" I winced.

    "That's so hot!" Dana whispered, "Look at that. Did you ever see so much cum in your life?"

    "Uh, no." I swallowed hard.

    "Kiss me!" Dana was pulling my face to hers suddenly and I had little choice but to greet her lips with more than a little enthusiasm.

    She pushed her tongue into my mouth passionately and I was very much into that. I played my own across it, teasing and tickling, wrestling with the girl in the warm wet confines of my hungry mouth. My cock was hard again, like magic, and it didn't matter where we were, the fact that we were together was all that counted. If Dana liked watching two guys get it on, well, I liked lesbians too. Two girls kissing, there was something about that…

    "Ohhh you're so hard!" Dana sighed as we gathered our strength for the next round and I nodded as her hand found the bulge of my arousal. 

    "I love you so much." I sighed, although the apparent dichotomy of romance in a gay porn theater wasn't entirely lost on me.

    "You like the movie too, huh?" she giggled and I blinked at her, "I knew you would, Cindy! God, you're sexy!"

    "Uh…Wait, I don't mmmpphhh…" My protests were lost to the passion of her mistaken beliefs and I decided it wasn't in my best interests to correct her quite yet.

    Dana was rubbing my cock gently, massaging me through my trousers while I squirmed and twisted and dropped the popcorn to the floor. Thankfully Dana didn't seem to notice as she was busy thrusting her stiff tongue between my tight lips, moving her head back and forth slightly so that I was very much sucking her tongue like a slippery pink cock and I swallowed our combined spit eagerly. My right hand found her breasts and Dana didn't protest at all as I felt for the first time the delicious warmth and firmness of her gorgeous tits. Her nipples were hard and long and I played with them through the soft cotton of her dress.

    It was heavenly.

    "Ummm…Oh…" she grinned at me, licking her lips and I agreed wholeheartedly.

    "Let's go to my dorm." I suggested softly, but Dana had other ideas.

    "Let's watch some more of the movie." she said, "Where's the popcorn?"

    Needless to say I had to go get more, gathering the largely empty Tub of Love from the floor and making my way to the concession stand for a refill. At least I was getting my thirteen dollars worth, I thought, sort of. This time someone else was there, buying a Pepsi and so I formed a little line behind him. An older man, although most men were older than my eighteen years in any case. He smiled at me, turning his head and I smiled back, as that seemed almost obligatory. He looked a lot like Alan Alda, actually, but it wasn't him.

    "Hey sailor." he said.

    "What? I'm not a sailor." I narrowed my eyes at him. 

    "Need a refill already, Cindy?" the old man grinned at me as he placed a soft drink down on the counter, "Your friend must really like my butter!"

    "Uh…" I shrugged.

    "Cindy, huh? I'll give you a refill." the man in front of me smiled, picking up his soda, "See you inside, sailor."

    "Right." I blinked at him and gave the popcorn tub to the old man.

    "Don't mind him." the old man said, "He just got out of the navy."

    "Oh." I frowned at that, as anyone would.

    "How do you like the movie?" the guy asked conversationally as he refilled the tub with fresh popcorn.

    "It's, um…A lot like watching a foreign film." I said, "Without all the annoying subtitles."

    "Huh." the old man smiled at me, "You're cute."

    "Thanks." I said, not feeling especially clever and understanding for the first time that cute could be bad. I took my popcorn and stumbled back into the darkness.

    "Pssst…Cindy!" Dana was waving at me and made my way back to her, only then realizing that she'd changed seats. We were sitting a little further back, just a few rows, but now we were more or less surrounded by the other patrons who seemed much more congregated than they'd been before. Perhaps it was only my imagination though.

    "Why did you move?" I wondered as I sat down and I wished she hadn't called me Cindy so loudly. I thought I'd heard a smirk or two.

    "I kept stepping on popcorn, silly!" Dana giggled and she was happy again, snuggling close while I put my arm around her.

    "What did I miss?" I asked, a little facetiously as I didn't really care, but Dana took everything I said so seriously. It was almost flattering.

    "Oh, see that cute boy with the long brown hair?" Dana pointed at the screen, "He was walking through the woods and he saw these three cowboys having sex."

    "I see." I nodded.

    "So he watched them for a little while, jerking off in the bushes cause they're so hunky, but now…Oh! See! The cowboys know he's there!" Dana held her breath as the three big men approached the much smaller and somewhat younger boy who'd been spying on them. "Do you think they're going to make him…Do things?"

    "I don't know." I found myself holding my breath in sympathy with my girlfriend. 

    "They are! Look he's going to suck them all off!" Dana gasped as the boy went to his knees, surrounded by three long hard cocks. "I bet this really turns you on, doesn't it?"

    "Ummm…Dana…" I shook my head slowly.

    "That's so hot!" Dana was shivering with excitement, "Play with my tits again!"

    She didn't have to ask me twice! I turned slightly, being much more mindful of the popcorn this time, and started caressing my true love's bountiful breasts through her dress, kissing her shoulder and murmuring soft words of devotion that were unfortunately lost beneath the heavy grunts, groans, and slobbering sucking noises that boy was making just then in 5.1 Dolby surround sound.

    "Oh, yeah…Look, Cindy! Watch the movie!" Dana had noticed I was watching her tits rise and fall hypnotically and she took my chin in her hand, turning my nose towards the screen. "But don't stop playing with my tits either!"

    "Okay." I agreed reluctantly and I was actually trying to undo a few of those buttons so I could really get a good feel of her luscious flesh, maybe even a kiss or two upon what had to be the most perfect nipples in the world. 

    I wanted to suck Dana's tits so badly that I was ready to rip her dress open. It had funny, daisy shaped buttons, not round ones, but with small plastic petals that refused to yield. It was about as frustrating as you can imagine, sitting in a dark theater, watching a gay porn movie and fumbling blindly with designer buttons. While just a fraction of an inch away, beneath a thin veil of golden cotton, there lay my true love's heaving mounds of ripe coed flesh. It was making me a little crazy and my cock was once again hard as steel and throbbing in my trousers.

    "You want to suck them, don't you?" Dana giggled and much to my delight the girl had removed the tub of love. She placed it on the empty seat to her right and I groaned softly as her hand found my cock, aching painfully inside her tight pink thong.

    "Oh, yeah Dana." I agreed happily.

    "You'd love to get them in your mouth, sucking and licking them all over…" she whispered, pressing her cheek next to mine so we both watched the movie.

    "I want to suck them so bad, Dana!" I agreed, feeling small pains in my wrist as I had to turn my hand awkwardly in hopes of releasing those stupid buttons…At least one of them! Come on! 

    "I knew you would, Cindy!" Dana sighed, "You're such a sexy boyfriend!"

    "Oh, you're sexy, baby!" I replied, "I mean…Dana."

    "Do you want me to take it out?" she asked, squeezing my dick hard enough to make me jerk upright.

    "God yeah!" I swallowed thickly, "Take it out for me!"

    "My sweet Cindy!" Dana giggled as her fingers found my zipper and she was pulling it down slow. "Tell me how much you want to suck those big hard cocks!"

    "I wanna suck them so…What?" I blinked as her words registered.

    "It's okay, you can tell me." she nodded her head against mine, that impossibly soft skin of her cheek rubbing my face like warm silk.

    "I want to suck your tits, Dana." I said, "Not…Ohhh!"

    She giggled lightly as I felt her hand inside my pants, finding my erection and pulling it free with some bit of difficulty. I was rather unyielding and quite large, I'm happy to report, standing some nine inches from stem to stern…I frowned at that, being reminded suddenly of the man who'd called me sailor just a short while before. I glanced around nervously, wondering what had become of him.

    "You have such a nice cock, Cindy!" Dana kissed me softly, "I love your big hard cock!"

    "I love you!" I replied between kisses and this was nice, being jerked off by my girlfriend.

    "I know you do." she giggled, "Let's watch more movie now. I know how much you're enjoying it…I can tell!"

    "But, Dana…It's not the movie, it's…" I started protesting but Dana shushed me with a finger to my lips and she pinched my cheeks with her hand, turning me back to the screen.

    "You're just shy, aren't you?" she pumped my prodigious penis perfectly, "That's okay. I love that too!"

    "Ohhhh…Kay…" I breathed, nodding my head and if I had to watch some guy getting gang fucked by three cowboys in order to get a handjob from the girl I loved, well, I could do that.

    "That's it." Dana cooed, "Don't you love the way they're fucking him? Don't you wish that was you, Cindy? With those three cowboys? Sucking and fucking…"

    "Ummm…" I sighed, wishing Dana would jerk me off a little harder, a little faster too maybe. She held my cock lightly, barely squeezing me at all and the sensation of that light touch as she moved her small fist up and down was like being tickled with a feather or something. I wanted a little more pressure, a little more rub-a-dub-dub, you know?

    "None of my other boyfriends liked this stuff." Dana told me with a sigh, "Jennifer, he hated it. Lisa got sick and spent our first date in the bathroom throwing up. Even Wendy didn't get hard like you do, Cindy, and he was bisexual, or so he said. I think he was just trying to get into my panties though."

    "Yeah, uh, well…" I coughed lightly.

    "You're not like any of them, are you?" Dana whispered, "You're a real man, aren't you Cindy? You're not afraid to like it."

    "Sure, I guess…so…" I said slowly, wondering how watching gay porn and being called Cindy made me a real man in her eyes.

    "See?" she said happily, "I knew it! You do love it! You're so perfect I just wanna eat you up!"

    "Oh…yeah, suck on it, Dana…" I agreed with a smile, making that connection instinctively as much as anything else.

    "Do you want me to?" she asked softly, teasing me as her tongue went in my ear.

    "Please, yeah…Suck my cock, Dana!" I begged.

    "But it's not Saturday!" she laughed, "You have to wait."

    "What?" I blinked at her as Dana took her hand off my cock completely, letting me go and reaching for the popcorn.

    "Don't make me repeat myself." Dana clucked her tongue sharply, "We're having such a good time!"

    "But, Dana…I'm so hard!" I whined.

    "Good!" she giggled, "Now put that away, there's still a lot of movie left!"

    "Dana!" I pouted and even though I knew I risking our future together, she couldn't leave me hanging like that, could she? My balls would explode!

    "Nope. Your balls won't explode." she popped her P like it was bubblegum and read my mind, "Watch the movie now."

    "I can take care of that for ya, sailor." a low husky voice whispered in my left ear and at first I thought it was Alan Alda, but it wasn't. The likeness was amazing though.

    I jerked away from the man I'd met at the concession stand, who was now happily grinning at me. He'd moved behind us, or behind me at least, and had apparently been watching and listening to everything that passed between Dana and myself. I frowned at him, feeling my stomach churn suddenly, and being accosted in a gay porn theater by some anonymous pervert who looked like Hawkeye Pierce was exactly the sort of thing my mother used to warn me about as a small child.

    "Davey, whatever you do…" my mom used to say, "…Don't ever let a strange man offer you kazoo lessons in the dark…"

    "Do you want to?" Dana asked and I thought she was talking to me at first and I was about to tell her that I wasn't even sure what a kazoo was, when the stranger answered.

    "Oh yeah, I'll go down like the Bismarck on your boyfriend here." he agreed with a long wet lip-smacking smile.

    "That's so cool!" Dana giggled and turned in her seat to face me, putting the tub of love in her lap. "I'd love to see you suck Cindy's cock!"

    "Wha-What?" I blinked at her.

    "What?" she mimicked with a laugh, "I know you want it and Saturday is sooooo far away! Don't be shy, let him suck your dick!"

    "No!" I stared at her and then I softened as she narrowed her eyes with genuine menace. "Dana…Please…"

    "Maybe I was wrong about you." she sniffed, "I thought you were the one, I really did! But…"

    "I am the one." I promised, hoping we were thinking the same thing, "…I just…I want to be faithful to you, that's all. I don't want you putting your lips where some stranger's mouth has been!"

    That seemed pretty inspired to me and I was briefly congratulating myself on being so smart.

    "Oh!" Dana sighed, leaning forward to stroke my face by the flickering light of the movie, "You're so sweet!"

    "I know." I basked in the warmth of my saccharine refuge.

    "Thank goodness I brought condoms!" Dana said, reaching for her purse, "What flavor do you like, mister? Banana, Strawberry, or…Um, Peach?"

    "Hmmm…Banana!" the guy chuckled and I was looking back and forth between them.

    "That's my favorite too!" Dana giggled and she was ripping open a foil packet with her teeth while the guy climbed over the back of the seats.

    "Hey now, hold on…Uh…" I stammered pathetically and there wasn't even a little bit of me that wanted to get a blowjob from another guy, especially not in front of my girlfriend!

    "Oh…You're soft again. We waited too long, didn't we?" Dana pouted. "I can fix that!"

    I soon found myself wrapped in Dana's arms, the girl making out with me enthusiastically and nervous as I was, confused and just a little frightened by the presence of that stranger so near us, I did find myself responding. How could I not? I was Dana's willing captive in my heart, soul, and now obviously in body as well. Her tongue probed my mouth relentlessly and I drank her breathless sighs while my own hands roamed across her back and up and down my love's supple spine. 

    The unique and incredible pleasure of feeling a soft wet mouth engulfing my raging manhood was the only discomfort I can attest to and if all our complaints were thus we'd have to rename our planet Heaven. On the other hand…I jerked in Dana's arms as I realized the man, the stranger, the strange man was kneeling on the floor of the theater, taking my thick swollen cock between his lips and working his tongue lightly along the underside of my throbbing shaft. My unhappy reaction to this unwelcome turn of events was to try and pull away from him, but I must say that Dana was and is a very strong girl. She held me fast against my instincts to fight or flee while my cock's new best friend had me in a veritable lollipop lip-lock.

    "Let it happen, Cindy." Dana whispered, kissing my face and breathing her words across my flushed skin, "Let him make you feel good, baby."

    "Ummm…" I surrendered like the love struck fool I was, hopeless in Dana's arms and she mesmerized me with more kisses upon my cheeks and eyes. 

    The man sucking my cock was very good at it, I'll say that much for him, and of course my prick has very little conscience of its own and all of its morals are of a bad sort. I was hard as a rock, nine inches and so thick that I had to give a small chuckle when I heard the man gagging around me. Dana laughed as well and we shared a knowing look, except I wasn't exactly sure what it was that we knew just then. 

    "Make him suck it!" Dana told me. "Make the faggot choke on your cock, Cindy!"

    "What?" I blinked at her and Dana rolled her eyes.

    "He's sucking your dick!" she said, "So act like it!"

    "Oh." I nodded, trying to remember how a man should behave when getting his pole smoked by another man, and sadly enough, I had precious little experience in such things.

    "Like this." Dana sighed, taking my hands in hers and putting them on top of the stranger's head as he knelt over me. "Now push!"

    We did push, Dana more than me, but I was helping and if the man didn't like it, well, Dana didn't seem to care. She was giggling and nodding at me as she let him go and urged me in her sweet sultry voice to fuck his mouth. She was largely ignoring the muffled gags and moist noises of hungry tongue rutting the man was making as my cock thrust deeper into his so-called, pie hole. A word I learned from my Uncle Bob and a funny one when you're all of seven years old. I'd liked him a lot and…

    "Use him, Cindy! I want to see you cum all over his face!" Dana told me, rather loudly too and I couldn't help but notice some of the shadows sitting nearby moving to get a better view of the real action.

    "Where's the condom?" I wondered, the thin light of my intellect revealing to me finally that I wasn't wearing it.

    "Who cares?" Dana giggled, "He's sucking your cock now, make him deep throat that monster!"

    "Uh…Okay…" I shrugged and perhaps this was an epiphany of sorts, although I don't usually subscribe to such notions. "Suck it, fag…Mouth my cock, bitch."

    "Good!" Dana laughed, hugging me again and kissing my cheeks while we looked down at the guy. "Talk really dirty and push his head down some more. He can take more than that, I bet! He's a total homo!"

    "Uh…" I had to think for a second, "Eat my meat, you dirty homo bastard!"

    I surprised myself a little with that one actually and I found myself pushing his face down hard, feeling my cockhead jammed into the depths of the man's mouth, pressing relentlessly for entrance to his tight throat. There were some three or four other men around us now, leaning over the seats and grinning, urging me to fuck the guy's mouth.

    "Fuck his pussy mouth!"

    "Make him eat your cock, buddy!"

    "Choke the fucker to death on it!"

    They were all very crude and I especially didn't want to kill anyone with my cock, that might have been sort of a bad thing. At least with those guys doing all the talking I could go back to kissing Dana and she didn't mind. She was hotter now than she'd been all night, kissing me deep and hard while she reached down to push and pull the guy's mouth around on my cock. I suppose I might have acted the same if it had been another woman sucking Dana's pussy, or maybe not. It's hard to know how you'll act until the situation arises. Either way, Dana was definitely into this, showing me a side of her that I hadn't expected, and I pushed my guilt away with the happy knowledge that getting my cock sucked by a man in a gay porn theater didn't make me queer…Just him.

    Thank God for that!

    "Mmmm…See?" Dana panted as I sucked my bruised lips, "Fags are suppose to suck your cock, Cindy. You're such a sexy man! I love watching some dirty cocksucker give you head, promise me we'll do this again! Promise me, please?"

    "Uh, yeah." I nodded seriously, lifting my hips because I was going to cum pretty soon. "Of course we will, Dana."

    "Oh, I'm gonna marry you, Cindy!" Dana crushed me against her breasts and shoved her tongue so far into my mouth I actually swallowed the tip of it. Almost. 

    "Ohhh fuck! Eat it bitch! I'm cumming!" I gasped a moment later and Dana gasped happily at my dirty language. She was also quite content to watch me hold the poor man's face impaled on my turgid manhood while my manly sperm-filled balls spasmed with orgasmic joy.

    I was cumming and it was a lot as you can well imagine, I'm sure! This was no sissy load, this was a real masculine orgasm and I could feel hair growing on my chest, I thought. I hadn't had an cum that good since…I don't know when. Well, I do, but I'm embarrassed to say as it involves my oldest sister and her bicycle seat. Suffice to say it was intense and stupefying in the extreme, and all because Dana was right there to share it with me. Her lips were on my skin, her fingers in my hair. She was giggling and whispering sweet words of admiration for my consummate skills at mouth fucking homosexuals in public. I felt my chest swelling with manly pride and I wondered how I'd ever worried over this cocksucking fag who was on his knees, worshipping my all-powerful prick. Where was Pee-Wee Herman? The world was my oyster and I want him to…

    "Swallow it, faggot!" I told him needlessly, for it was very clear to all of us that the man was doing precisely that.

    "Ohhhh…This was the best first date ever, Cindy!" Dana smiled, "I'm so proud of you!"

    "Ah…" I laughed lightly, "…Watch this…Get your mouth off my dick, homo!"

    I lifted the man away by his hair and grabbed my still hard member in my fist.

    THWAP * SMWAP * FWHAP

    I spanked his face with my dick, smacking him with the wet head and several inches of shaft while Dana laughed and clapped her hands.

    "I love you!" she sighed, kissing me again as I let the guy go finally and the half-dozen men around us were arguing over which of them was going to fuck his mouth next.

    Later, just outside the girls' dormitory, I walked Dana to the door.

    "I had a lot of fun tonight, Cindy." Dana said, looking down slightly with her hands on my shoulders.

    "Me too." I agreed.

    "Don't forget, eight o'clock sharp tomorrow morning." she told me, "You have to walk me to my first class."

    "I won't forget." I promised.

    "No jerking off tonight either, remember?" Dana gave me a stern look and I nodded. "Good. Now give me a kiss and say goodnight."

    "Goodnight Dana." I kissed her softly on the lips.

    "Goodnight Cindy." she smiled and I waited until she was safely inside before returning to my car.

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