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This story is the continuation of episode 8. I stopped at the 'break' proposed by Mr. Paul and Jean-Pierre.Once we have quenched our thirst, and sex makes us thirsty, Mr. Paul reveals the contents of his bag to us. And there, what a surprise to see him take out several dildos of different sizes, shapes, colors. He had never told me about such a collection! In fact, this assortment is a very recent gift from a friend, who is moving and who does not want to put such a collection in the mover's boxes... see the rest

It's been a while since I was able to bring Lionel into my room at Mr. Paul's. Since that day, as described in the previous story, the latter has never stopped asking me to bring Lionel back, on a Thursday afternoon, so that he can take care of his little ass, which he has glimpsed . In addition, the frequency of his wife's travels is greater, and he is now alone every Thursday! Busy with my studies, I still made him understand that I will not be able to devote all my Thursday afternoons to him, see the rest

It's almost midnight when I hear a knock on my bedroom door. This Thursday afternoon was very hot with my plan with Lionel. After he left, I had to get back into my books and work for a test scheduled for the next day. It was a bit complicated as the afternoon fuck had exhausted me, and I had difficulty concentrating! I obviously knew who was in front of my door, and it was not his habit to come to 'visit' me so late in the evening, especially since it was not a Thursday when his wife was gone for see the rest

Je reprends mes récits après une longue absence du site. Pour bien comprendre ce qui suit, il est bien d’avoir lu mes précédents récits de la série ‘étudiante’.Depuis ce dimanche soir, où j’eu avec Lionel une expérience incroyable et inespérée, nos relations furent évidemment bien différentes. Mais nous avions la préoccupation de ne pas nous exposer aux autres. Aussi, Lionel ne changea pas d’attitude vis-à-vis de moi dans la vie courante, et il continua de s’entourer des see the rest

It was a Sunday evening, I had just arrived at the station in the town where I had been studying, for almost six months. I arrived around 7 p.m., much earlier than usual because of work on the train lines. As I was about to leave the station, I saw Lionel who was in front of a vending machine. He too might have arrived earlier. When he saw me he gave me a nice smile.He immediately suggested that I go for a drink in a bar near the station. After quickly recounting our respective weekends, the discussion see the rest

Me voilà installé à l’avant de sa voiture. Le trajet n’est pas très long et nous avons juste le temps de faire connaissance. Il s’appelle Luc, la trentaine, militaire célibataire. Il m’emmène dans son appartement dans une petite copropriété. Il habite au dernier étage d’un immeuble de quatre étages. Son voisin de palier est absent pour plusieurs mois. Nous sommes donc tranquilles…Il me propose une bière et me demande si j’ai déjà maté un film porno gay. Non, car à l’époque see the rest

It's been a little over a month now that I am at the university and I now have my habits with a small group of students in the evening to eat at the University Restaurant. We are a dozen, sometimes following different training at the FAC, to find ourselves in this rather sad UK. As in any group there is a leader, the one around whom all heads turn when there are heated discussions, when decisions have to be made. Lionel, a little blond, who capsizes the girls ... but not that she, plays this leadership see the rest

I have been staying with Mr. Paul for two months now. Since our Thursday afternoon fuck, our relationships have changed. He is much less present in the room where I take my shower, and he affects a certain indifference towards me. But I know that all this is a facade, because he knows that my little ass is his and that the next Thursday when we will be alone again, he will be able to bang him again. For now, student side, even if some have already caught my attention and they feed my evening handjobs, see the rest

With the BAC in my pocket, here I am in a new city to continue my studies. After a lot of research, I managed to find a room with a private individual. The bedroom is on the ground floor of a townhouse, close to the garage. I just have a toilet with a sink next to it. The owners are upstairs. They are retired. It is the lady who received me and who explained to me the functioning of the house. I have access to the floor above, in a sort of cellar, to a small shower cubicle. Fortunately, it's right see the rest

At the end of June 1979, I finally have the BAC. In the class, only two students, out of the fifteen that we are, failed. One of us, whose parents (absent) have a very large house with a large garden, invited us to celebrate the end of our course at the technical school and the success at the BAC. The evening is obviously well watered. Everyone is found in different small groups which are distributed either inside or in the many corners of this landscaped garden. I then find myself lying next to see the rest