After this great fuck with JC, I had the whole weekend to recover from my emotions, and to get back to my homework too! Because I remind you that I had a year to validate and it was not by getting fucked that I risked getting it... My life then resumed its rhythm, and even if I was dying to see JC again, I was unfortunately obliged to devote myself to my studies since the end-of-semester exams were fast approaching. As a result, my libido had gone into standby mode, but it was only waiting for a spark to ignite again. An event that happened around Christmas. The school I was in had a tradition of organizing a big Christmas banquet just before the holidays. A banquet at which our presence was mandatory, and I can tell you that I was delighted at the idea of ​​going to share my Friday evening with my entire class (no). Not that I don't like them, my dear classmates, but I'm more of a bookworm than a public entertainer. Being naturally shy, I didn't have many friends in this class, but that wasn't a problem, far from it. The banquet was supposed to be held at the school, but for security reasons related to the attacks at the time, it had been relocated to a community center on the outskirts of the city. For the occasion, Friday afternoon classes had been banalized, and we had an appointment at 7 p.m. So I spent my afternoon thinking about my outfit, going to the hairdresser and getting myself properly washed, who knows what this banquet could have in store for me, and at 7 p.m. sharp, I was in front of the community center. Where everyone else had dressed up to the nines, I was dressed simply in a shirt with suit pants which, I must say, really hugged my little ass. It was my little pride of the evening, to see that my ass could be more desirable than the ass of some girls in my class. But beyond that detail, the banquet was horribly slow. I'll spare you all the speeches, the thanks, the terrible frozen food, the music that was anything but modern, in short, I was bored. Really bored, like rarely in my life. At that moment, I was on the verge of leaving, and then I was convinced that my absence would go unnoticed, I was fed up. So I took my things and discreetly while the slow music started, I slipped to the back of the room to leave and enjoy this well-deserved vacation. The emergency exit was open, and a freezing cold suddenly hit me as I left. But that's it, I was outside, or almost: "Hey?! What are you doing?! - Sorry but I... - Sorry but I what? You can't read, that's an emergency exit, man."So this "Eh?!" came from a security guard, posted next to the door. I was stupid enough to think that no one would be watching this exit, and I was caught red-handed: "It's the slow dance too, you should be dancing with a chick right now, right?" - Yes, but I'm just tired, I wanted to get out without anyone noticing me.. - Hmm, it's true that it's starting to get long, it's already midnight, damn. Do you want a cigarette? - Why not." Once the cigarette was lit, we started chatting. His name was Christian and he had been a security guard for 20 years, and also quite a hunk. Despite his 50 years, he was muscular, tall, and very well-groomed. His big beard gave him a severe look, but as the conversation went on, he softened and seemed almost gentle, almost only. But the cigarette went out, and our conversation topics ended up running out. He was the one who came up with another idea. "Hey Thomas, do you want to come with me to look at the security cameras? " "Why?" I asked . "Oh, you know, at this kind of party, with the alcohol, you can see some amazing surprises, don't you fancy it? " "Hmm, okay, why not!" So we left for the security post, I felt like I was in a VIP, we could see everyone, it was crazy. I saw guys from my class getting rejected, others managing to get laid, it was great. I felt like Big Brother. "Look at these two. " "Where? " "There, look. They're going to go out through another door and I'm sure they're going to do some nasty things!" He had an eye for it, because as soon as they went out, this makeshift couple let themselves go. The first year got on her knees to swallow her 3rd year's older brother's cock, and from the way she was sucking him, I could tell that this wasn't her first attempt. I was jealous deep down, I wanted to have fun too. "Damn, the slut, did you see that? It's -3 outside but that doesn't stop her from emptying her man's balls." - You have to know how to please yourself.. Are you going to say something? - Oh you know I don't care, as long as it's not a forced act, I close my eyes and let the youngsters have fun. - You're right. And then it must make you want to find your wife again afterwards? - Oh Thomas you know my wife, it's been a long time since she last came near my cock. 20 years of marriage, it has its effect, no matter if we love each other or not." He had said that in a sad, melancholic tone. I felt sorry for him, and I almost wanted to get on my knees and give him that pleasure again. "And you don't miss it?" I asked sheepishly.- Oh yes, but hey, with work, children, there's not necessarily room for that you know. And then the fear of getting caught with someone else etc, that plays a part too. - I can help you if you want.. - What do you mean? - Well if you want I'll empty you, you can even fuck me if you want and your wife will never know anything about it. - Really? " I can't believe it, I had just offered to take this guy's place and empty his balls. It was unreal, and the next moment, I instantly regretted my words. The silence that followed seemed to last for hours, but it was broken when Christian spoke again. "It's okay ...

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