The Farm

He weighed right at two-hundred-fifteen pounds, wore size 36 pants, and had eleven-point-six percent body fat. The caramel-skinned man was a definite chick magnet. He was talking to a lady named Kyra, who was also student at CVCC, but studying to be a licensed vocational nurse. The instructor gave the class a homework assignment that was due on Monday and dismissed the group.

It was lunchtime, so Stefon decided to go grab a cheeseburger and fries from the cafeteria. But before heading there, he walked down to the men’s’ room at the far end of the east hall. He went into the handicapped stall and relieved himself. He heard the main door open as he finished. He went out to wash his hands and the guy at the sink was exactly who he expected – Tristan.

Tristan McKay was in the cosmetology program. The nineteen-year-old wore his red hair in a pixie cut and had bright blue eyes. He was an itty-bitty thing at five-foot-five and one-hundred-and-five pounds. Today he had on a rec crushed velvet blazer on top of a white V-neck T-shirt, distressed light-wash skinny jeans, and a pair of sliver women’s laser-cut design loafers with a one-inch heel.

Stefon smiled at the fellow Spartan whom he had met when they took the same College Algebra course. The Black man turned and walked back into the handicapped stall. The ginger followed. Tristan sat on the commode Indian-style. Stefon unbuckled his AKOO jeans and pulled his dick through the slit in his gray boxer briefs. Tristan licked it as he cupped Stefon’s balls. The white boi began to suck. The love stick grew to seven-and-a-half inches.

Stefon’s head fell back. He groaned softly as the wet mouth drooled all over his manhood. Tristan stroked it as he deep throated. Stefon grabbed a fistful of the strawberry hair. The aspiring salon owner worked diligently on the girthy member until Stefon announced, “Lemme get some ass real quick.”

Tristan put his knees on the commode and pulled down his jeans. He had on a purple thong. Stefon moved the G-string to the side and spat on the pink hole. He shoved his dick inside Tristan’s anus. The white boi yelped. “Be quiet,” Stefon reminded him.