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Oliver took a deep breath as he stared up at his new home for the next four years. He had just turned 18, had gotten into the university of his dreams, and was finally on his own. He was a bit nervous but who wouldn't be? It was his first time without his family. He was in a whole new world, even if that world was only about two hours down the road from his parents' place. And he was still living on mommy's and daddy's money. And he had never really thought for himself ever. He'd be fine. "Right?" he mumbled to himself, before giving a slightly worried look as he took up his bags to his new dorm room.

They were the last of them, just a suitcase filled with his clothes and a backpack with his computer and some books. His parents had helped him move in the previous day and he had spent one last day with his family before he saw them off as they drove back home. As he moved around the dormitory he quickly got out of people's way or dodged being hit by what he was pretty sure was a football, but it went by in such a blur, it could have been anything. Once he managed to get up to his room he waited at the door for a second. This was it, the start of his new life. He opened the door and moved over to his bed, the other one having already been taken by whomever his roommate was. He hadn't met him so far, but he figured he would by tonight. It was simply a few more days until classes started and he kind of wanted to get to know the man he was going to be living with for at least the rest of the term.

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John Ambrose Carter, who preferred to be called Jack, was one of those people who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. His father, William Carter, owned one of the largest banks in the country. Jack was the youngest of three, which was fine by him because the pressure was off when it came into being the heir apparent. His older brother Andrew filled that space. Jack was content being a college student, working on his Psychology degree and 'getting all the wild out of him' as his mother put it.

It was bittersweet when his car pulled into it's spot in the dorm parking lot. Jared, his best friend and roommate of two years, had graduated the year before. The two kept in touch, but Jared was taking the world by storm at an advertising agency instead of being at the school. It wasn't going to be the same. Originally Jack thought he was going to have the place to himself. He lived in one of the nicer buildings that students who had to take out loans couldn't afford. But then the school board discovered they were short one room in the other dorms. Some lucky bastard was getting a free upgrade.

Much unlike his father and brother, Jack wasn't a snob. He hoped that he and this freshman would get along well. He couldn't speak for the other young men at the dorm. Jack had all the comforts of home with him, and a small team of movers to help him. A forty-five inch smart TV and recliner were hauled up, as well as a nice desktop computer and a desk lamp. The room already had a small kitchenette, so the rest was clothes and school supplies. The movers paid the young man already in the room no mind as they set everything up. This was their third year doing this, so they didn't have to ask where everything went.

Jack entered the room with a large black bag full of stuff. He was dressed fairly casually in jeans and a black t-shirt. He gave his new roommate a warm smile and walked over to hold out his hand. "John Carter," he introduced himself. "But you can call me Jack. Most people do. Welcome to Ambrose Hall, named after my great grandfather who donated a whole bunch of money to the school as a thank you for admitting my grandfather. At least that's the official story," he joked.

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Oliver watched as the moving men quickly moved around and seem to fill the dorm up with things he was pretty sure were not meant to be in a dorm. Well, he figured they weren't like illegal or anything, but really did a college student need a giant TV? His family was more in the middle-class life. A typical one at that, a mother and father, along with two children, him and his younger sister. He still remembered when his younger sister was born, he had been so fascinated by the whole thing. He couldn't fathom how a baby that small was able to be born into this world. He had been 10 years old when she was born... his mother said she was another little miracle, much like he had been. They had had him fairly young, but his father said it was okay since they had been married. It was just the way of these things. And with Kelly, the Green family was complete, Jade, Hunter, Oliver, and Kelly. There were times that Oliver didn't care for his name, but as long as people kept away from calling him Olive he didn't really care.

"Oliver," he said, taking his roommate's hand and shaking it quickly. "O-oh, uh, that's nice then. It's nice to meet you, Jack," he said, giving a small smile. He wasn't really sure how he was supposed to react to knowing that this building was named after a family member. He had heard that he was bumped up to a more expensive hall when they seemed to overfill the one he had applied for, but he hadn't thought it was that much more expensive. Though that did make the moving men and the rest of the things inside the dorm make more sense.

"Are you also a freshman?" he asked, setting his bags down on his bed and moving to sit on it for a moment. He'd unpack his clothes later. His jeans and t-shirt were comfortable enough at the moment. "What's your major?" he asked one more question, just in hopes to get a conversation going with what he hoped would be a good friend by the end of the term.

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"No, I'm a junior," Jack answered the question. "Psych major. It's fascinating stuff." It was a bit of a self-serving thing. Jack had spent a lot of time in therapy because of his family dynamic, and the course material was helping him to understand what made him tick. His long term goal was to help others, and it was a profession his parents deemed good enough, so he had their support.

"It just so happened my room had the extra bed the school needed for you because the guy I used to room with graduated last year. Now, even though he has a great mind, he gets to be an intern and fetch coffee." Sometimes the system was screwed up. With a deep sigh Jack ran a hand through his messy dirty blond hair and set himself to the task of getting his computer hooked up. It was the usual plug everything in and make sure each wire went where it was supposed to go. "The wifi password should be on one of your housing papers if you haven't already found it." He was trying to be helpful because being a freshman could be tough. It usually took a few months for the newbies to get settled into campus life.

"What's your major?" he asked as he returned to his bed. There was no rush to unpack everything. He'd need his bathroom stuff out before bed, but other than that he had a few days. "It's not quite dinner time yet, but the delivery guys around here are always swamped the first week. It would be a good idea to order now. I'm thinking burgers since the pizza joints will be slammed. My treat if you want. Did they assign you a guide to take you around tomorrow?" Fresh blood was usually assigned a senior to give them the grand tour and tips about the cafeteria and stuff.

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"Physical Education," Oliver said, giving a small shrug, "what can I say I like to run and it's a job other than the Olympics, which I'll never make it into," he said, laughing a little. "I haven't so, thanks for that information," he said and moved to pull his own computer out of his bag along with his other school stuff. He looked through the papers and found the password before plugging it in and opening up his email.

"Burgers? Dude, I'm always down for burgers, especially if they are free burgers," Oliver said, giving a smile. "And um... no?" he said, looking a bit unsure as he looked through his email and the papers he had been given. "At least I don't see anything about it, I mean maybe whoever it is just hasn't gotten around to emailing me. It's no big deal, I can figure this place out, I'm sure. Plus you just told me about the food situation if I want to buy anything, not from the meal plan. Which I'm assuming that's what this is?" he asked, showing off his student ID, "well, I mean besides identifying me as a freshman and a student of the school," he said. He was reading through the papers and frowned a little bit.

Really, why did they have to make things complicated to understand sometimes? A bullet point list would be oh-so-helpful. "Yeah, I don't see anything about a guide," he repeated and shrugged.

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Jack glanced at the other young man's ID. "Yeah, if you want to eat at the cafeteria you'll need that," he answered. "Not that the food there is all that great, and the kitchen closes at nine, which is not helpful if you get involved in a late night study session." He pulled out his phone to open his food delivery app. It seemed like the office hadn't done a very good job giving Oliver all of the information he needed. "I guess either the office people forgot, or whoever was assigned to you is a slacker," he said as he picked out what he wanted.

He handed his phone to Oliver so he could pick what he wanted. "Or maybe they just assumed I would do it, which is fine I guess. This isn't high school where everything is in one building. Maybe tomorrow we can walk around so you get a feel for the place. I hope they at least gave you a map."

Jack had gone to a boarding school where each department had its own wing, but he knew from friends he had made that public schools were even more simple than that. His friend Greg had gone to a high school that had two floors, and each department had its own hallway. When he got his phone back he placed the order. "Adjusting to campus life can be a bit of a culture shock. Mom and dad aren't around to guide you anymore. Of course I went to boarding school where the faculty were in charge, and we pretty much did whatever the fuck we wanted to anyway. Oh, the stories I could tell..."

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"Yeah, well, I'll probably be eating there a majority of the time cuz I have to save money somehow... this university is expensive," Oliver said, giving a small chuckle. He took the phone and looked over the options before picking out what he wanted and handing the phone back. "Um, I think so... my family and I walked the campus earlier, granted I do have an awful sense of direction so maybe walking around again wouldn't be an awful idea," he said, accepting the offer.

"Oh yeah? What kind of stories, is it really like the movies?" he asked, almost a bit curious. His family couldn't afford a boarding school, but he was honestly a bit surprised that there weren't stricter rules, he had heard from his parents that boarding school was no joke. His next door neighbor had been sent to one, though he was pretty sure it was called reform school, but his parents had called it a boarding school. He had been a little curious when he watched movies when it came to boarding school or college. The movies made it seem like an absolute... well as his mother put it a den of sin. Heck, it's why she was okay with him coming to this university in the first place they had a decent reputation of academics and less partying but sure that still happened. He would just have to stay away from any frat houses.

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Jack shrugged as he reclined on the bed. "I think movies usually take a little creative license with things. But I mean, about three hundred teenage boys all locked up in a building together, there's bound to be mischief. There was a lot of sneaking around at night, mostly for sex, because as I said, teenage boys." He wondered if Oliver would put together that the boys were having sex with each other since there were no girls around. That was something movies got right. With all the hormones and no other outlet, it was pretty common.

It wasn't until Jack was home one summer and had the chance to date a girl that he realized he was gay. He'd never really given it much thought before, chalking his activity up to being in a single sex environment. He wasn't really in the closet so to speak, but he also didn't go around telling everyone. "I think the worst thing we did was break into the chemistry lab to make a pipe bomb, then set it off in the teacher's lounge. In the middle of the night of course when there was no one in there," he added quickly. "One of my friends got the idea to put horse manure in it. I think if they had ever figured out who did it we would've been expelled for that." Just the thought made him chuckle a little. It had made a huge stinky mess.

"The primary school I went to was a smaller co-ed school closer to home. Back then girls had cooties. My sister was able to keep an eye on me until she graduated. That was annoying."

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"Sex?" Oliver asked, his face slightly reddened. He really hadn't thought his mom had been right about that. Sure, he had thought about sex and perhaps had masturbated a few times... okay more than a few times, but surely it wasn't like what his mother had thought. Not to mention who were they having it with? It was an all-boys school. He frowned a little bit at that thought, trying to piece it together.

"You what!" he explained when he heard the other mention a pipe bomb. "With... ew," he shook his head, trying his best to not imagine the mess. "Boarding school definitely sounds more chaotic than my school. I think the craziest thing we had was the senior prank, and all they did was release chickens into the school. It did take the teachers a while to figure out there was no number 4 chicken. So I suppose that was pretty funny," he said, giving a small chuckle.

"So you're the younger sibling?" he asked, "do you have any others? I'm the eldest in my family, just one sister," he explained. "She's the best, though I'm sure she feels similar to me the way you did about your sister. Kelly's always getting into trouble."

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"Chickens, huh?" Jack smiled a little at thought. "We never thought of that. Someone did put the headmaster's office furniture on the roof though." That was a funny and fond memory. They thought the headmaster was going have a stroke.

"I have two older siblings," Jack answered when the subject was changed. "My brother Andrew is the oldest. He's going to be a banker like our father, grandfather, you get the drift. My sister Lauren is in law school. She and I like each other most of the time. I guess we have a pretty average sibling relationship. Being the baby has its perks, with our mother anyhow. Andy and I, we don't have much in common. Sometimes I feel like I was born into the wrong family." He bit his lip and decided not to go any further into it.

He booted up his computer to make sure it was hooked up properly, and to give himself something else to focus on. His background picture was a gorgeous landscape photo of a mountain range. He'd never been to any places like that, but he really liked the pictures. He started checking his email. The semester class schedule was posted in the student portal. "Hey, I got into the internship," he was happy to see the notice. "One of my credits this year is to shadow a Psychiatrist. My faculty advisor wasn't sure there would be enough room, but this is cool."

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Oliver nodded and looked down at his computer, "My family is pretty close... but I get what you mean. There are times I feel like I just don't fit in. I think it's pretty normal, maybe," he said, giving a small shrug and letting it end there.

He was just messing around on his own computer, checking emails, and reading forum posts when Jack mentioned the internship. "Well, that's awesome! Internships are always hard to get, at least I feel like they are, and then not to mention you don't get paid, that's the worse part. Well, if it's an unpaid internship... I guess this one you're getting paid in credits," he said, giving a small shrug.

"Psychology is such a good major to have, lots of schooling sure, but at least you get paid well in the end."

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Jack supposed that his family had a lot in common with most other families. Money made a difference though. There were certain expectations. There were also stereotypes that Jack really didn't fit, not completely. He was a little bit of a party boy, but not a narcissist. The subject got changed to his internship. "They can be, which was why my student advisor suggested I try this year. I'm sure you'll be required to do one, so I suggest not slacking off. Grades play a big part in who gets picked." Of course if Oliver had a scholarship he wouldn't be able to slack off anyway. Those could be taken away if your grade point average fell below a certain number.

"It can be a good career for a number of reasons," Jack nodded in agreement. "The high earning potential is why my parents don't mind paying the tuition. I was groomed from a young age to stay in the class I was born into."

"You considering joining the track team?" Jack asked to changed the subject. "Tryouts are in about two weeks, but those of us already on the team are meeting up Saturday afternoon to make sure we're still in shape." Jack also enjoyed running. It gave him a way to get out of his head and let off some energy. "Good luck beating my times though. I currently hold the school record for the 800 meter."

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Oliver gave a small smile, "yeah, if I choose going into teaching, I'll need to. Surprisingly physical therapy doesn't. And I can't exactly afford to do something unpaid. So unless it's required of me, I'll probably just avoid it. I haven't decided what route I'm going to take yet, so I'll figure it out eventually," he explained, giving a small shrug.

When the other mentioned staying in his class he glanced down at his computer. He knew nothing really of the upper class, just what was in movies and he was pretty sure that the movies had a lot of it wrong. After all, Jack didn't seem all that snooty or even really annoyed he was forced to be in the same room as someone from middle class. He half wondered if that would change if Oliver was poor... but only time would tell on that. He just gave a hum as acknowledgment and let the other change the subject.

He smirked when Jack mentioned having the school's record for the 800 meter. "Hmmm, pretty sure you mean had. Or you will once o run it," he said, smirking a little more. Running was where he was confident. He had been forced into it in high school, something about not following around delinquents after school. He was pretty sure it was so he wasn't falling into the wrong crowds, but he had found that he actually enjoyed it. And often would go running if he felt stressed. "If it's okay, I wouldn't mind joining you on Saturday. I suppose I should get in some extra practice," he said, nodding a bit at the idea.

It was nice to know that the track team still had some spots open. He would most definitely be trying out. His times were decent in high school, he was one of the fastest on his team. But this was university level. They were a whole different ball game.

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"I've heard that before," Jack laughed softly. "But you're welcome to come with and try. I think there are only two spots open this year. I heard something about this lightning bolt from Tennessee being brought in on a full scholarship." Schools liked to do that with every sport. Colleges took sports pretty seriously. Jack agreed with those who said it was a good in for those who might not otherwise get accepted. This new recruit was supposedly a guy like that from a small working class town.

There was a knock on the door and Jack got up to answer it. It was the delivery guy with their food. "That was fast, thanks, man," he said as he handed the guy a ten dollar bill as a tip. He set the bag on the desk and grabbed his burger and fries. "One decent thing my father taught me was always tip well for good service. They'll remember you and go the extra mile in the future. And here where food delivery is in high demand, the better you tip, the better chance you have of getting food that's still hot." When it came to college campuses delivery drivers would often grab multiple orders. A few fellow students had complained here and there about getting food that was just barely warm.

The fries were fresh enough to burn his mouth a little. "Yeah, those need to cool a minute." The burger was huge and put together just the way he liked it. He had to spread some napkins out on his desk so cleaning up the dripping steak sauce would be easy when he was finished. "I hope you're not one of those early to bed people," he kept the conversation going between bites. "I'm a night owl. I try to avoid morning classes, though this year I wasn't so lucky. But ten isn't super early. I'll go learn about how religion affects culture, then I'll have lunch."

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"Like I said, had, if it's not me it'll be that guy from Tennessee. He is pretty fast. Ran against him before, if it's the same guy, anyway. There are a lot of fast people out in the world, they just can afford schools like this," he said, motioning around to the room they were in. He looked over to the door for a moment and then to Jack before rolling his eyes at the 'decent thing' his father taught him. He moved over to the bag and grabbed what he had ordered, "Oh good, so he taught you to actually pay people instead of treating them like slaves? You don't tip for good service. You tip. End of story. Half the time the tip is all they get. And trust me, it doesn't matter if you're good or not, I've given excellent service before and still gotten next to nothing in a tip," he said, shaking his head and opening his burger before taking a bite. "Also, it's just food, warm it up if it's not hot, it's often not the delivery driver's fault for the food being cold," he murmured.

It was one topic he tended to get a little heated by, he had been working since he was a freshman in high school, and he had seen the way other people treated servers of any kind. It was like they were nothing and didn't matter. It bothered him, granted he was glad to see that Jack at least tipped, he had met many a rich person that didn't believe in tipping and yet also didn't believe in raising the wages for the service industry.

He gave a small shrug when he was asked about being an early-to-bed person. "Midnight most nights. I get up early to run, I can be quiet though," he said. He looked a bit confused by the class topic, "Are you not religious?" he asked. He couldn't fathom why someone would need a class to tell them about how religion affected culture when it was pretty obvious how. Religion taught moral values and those that didn't follow a religion didn't learn the same moral values as those that did. Did Jack not... he had never met someone that wasn't religious before, he knew they existed, but to meet someone who wasn't... he had so many questions.

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Jack was a little caught off guard by the rant about not tipping. Of course he never really spent a lot of time around people who worked in the service industry. That was just one of the things Jack liked about his father. The reasons behind it may not have been virtuous, but Jack was sure the people who were tipped well appreciated it. "Not everyone here has a microwave," was all he mumbled. He did, but if Oliver had been put in the dorm he was originally supposed to go into he wouldn't have.

"Me and religion is a very complicated thing," Jack answered the question honestly. "But this class goes into more than just the Abrahamic religions you mostly hear about now. Buddhism is actually pretty interesting. Last year for Intermediate Psychology my term paper was on how mindful meditation is actually a very helpful tool. It was a technique developed by Buddhist monks thousands of years ago, and they were really onto something. There have been a few dozen studies that showed it really does calm the mind."

He munched on a fry now that they were cool enough and took a long sip of his soda. "So much of the ancient world and the culture of each group of people revolved heavily around religion. If you go down to South America where the Mayan, Inca, and Aztec lived, the temples were the epicenter of each city. The same goes for many southeast Asian cultures. Those were the ruins that survived all these thousands of years. I picked the class because I find it fascinating, and I needed a Social Sciences credit."

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"The dorm kitchens have microwaves, also cold food isn't all that bad," he mumbled back as well, looking away from the other before letting it go. There was no reason at getting as heated as he felt over something that Jack was already doing.

Oliver looked even more confused. Religion was... complicated? How was religion complicated? He listened to why Jack was interested in the class as he munched on his burger. The explanation didn't explain the complication either. Was that something he could ask about? He wasn't really sure since Jack didn't really give any reasons other than why he thought other religions were fascinating. He grabbed a fry and munched on it thinking quietly, though it clearly showed on his face he was stumped.

Sure, his parents had taught him about being Christian... but they hadn't stopped him or his sister when it came to learning about other religions... granted he knew that he couldn't say what he thought about religions in general in front of his parents. They would be very angry if they knew that he figured they were all true in their own way. For his parents, there was only one religion and all others were just, well, wrong. He couldn't really think that way though, there were too many similarities in other religions, well mostly the Abrahamic ones. Come to think of it, he had never really seen Buddhism as a religion. "I didn't know people considered Buddhism as a religion," he whispered after a moment before sipping at his soda.

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"There's a Buddhist temple about three blocks from here," Jack informed his new roommate. "I've never gone in, but the outside looks interesting." Oliver was probably from a small town where Christianity was the only way. It wasn't until you got to bigger cities that things became more diverse. "Did you know that the torah and the old testament of the bible are the same book?" A lot of people didn't know that. "There's also a witchcraft shop about a ten minute drive from here. That I went to out of curiosity. Lots of crystals, herbs, candles, and books."

Jack finished his meal and put the bag and wrappers in the trash. "I guess you could consider me Agnostic," he revealed a little about himself. "I look at the world and it doesn't seem like everything that fits together so perfectly just happened by accident, so maybe there is a God who designed it all. But I have questions, and so far I haven't found the answers in a church." He knew religion was a personal thing. The classes he took on the subject spoke about how immensely important it could be to some people. The class he was going to take would explore how it shaped the ancient world and helped humanity develop.

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Oliver frowned a little more in confusion. That didn't really answer his mumble... he knew they had temples and things but he had always viewed it as more of a way of life rather than a religion. Then again he supposed religion was a way of life in a way. He hummed at the thought before the frown got even deeper. He didn't like where this conversation was going very much. It challenged everything he had learned up until then, his life... everything. Oliver opened his mouth to tell the other to shut up when he mentioned he was agnostic.

Agnostic... he had heard that word before. His parents didn't like that word at all. Found it worse than atheist, at least those people were just lost souls. Agnostic... those people were not exactly lost, but they dared to think they were on equal paths. He once again went quiet as he munched on fries and a burger, taking sips of his drink. He didn't know what he thought about agnostics. Jack was admitting to believing in God, but saying the church didn't have answers. "Of course not," he said, before he scrunched up the wrappings of his burger, "churches are just places of worship... they are places you go to to be closer with God, He's the only one with the answers," he said, nodding after he spoke. "You have to have a good relationship with God in order to get answers. Churches can help with that, but they can't answer everything like He can," he explained.

He went quiet for a moment again before staring at his drink, fiddling with the straw, "what... what kind of questions wasn't the church able to answer for you?" he finally asked, his curiosity getting the better of him.

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Jack had a lot of questions. He was a decent person, at least he thought so. He had flaws like everyone else, but the Christian bible said he was going to hell for no other reason that being homosexual. That didn't seem right, but it wasn't a topic to bring up just yet. "I get that churches are a place for people to gather and share their faith, but if God is in everyone and everything, do I really need a church to be closer?" That was one question nobody ever had a good answer to.

"But enough of that." Staying on such a topic too long while not in a classroom setting often led to trouble. "Why don't you tell me a little more about yourself. So far I know you run track, and someone in the office can't count." They had probably sent out a few extra acceptance letters, figuring a few would be turned down. Guidance counselors often pushed kids to apply to several different schools, then choose from the acceptance letters and turn down everyone else.

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Oliver nodded at the question, "I mean, no, you don't really... but the way I look at it is, you don't need a track to run either, but a well-made track helps you run faster. A church helps your relationship with God better. A priest is like your coach, helping you understand what God is telling you," he explained. He got up and put his food wrappers back in the bag and then the bag into the trash.

He looked over when Jack dismissed the rest of the conversation and turned it on to him. "Um, not much else to tell, I guess. I run track, I've got a mom and a dad, and a younger sister. I went to public school, did decently well. Um, I like classical music, not that I've really listened to anything but classical music. And I'll probably never tell my parents that I don't really like Gospel music. Or that I think other religions don't necessarily have it wrong," he said as he gave a small smile in Jack's direction. "Oh, and I want to be a phys ed teacher, hence the major."


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*Drip, drip, drip.* Benjamin felt the droplets of water begin to crash down on his head. Benjamin lived on the top floor of the four story apartment building. Rent was cheap and that apparently meant that the materials that made up this apartment were pretty cheap as well. He got up to inspect the leak only to see that it was starting to get worse and that there were some water stains in his kitchen. Benjamin got out his repair kit and began to patch up the first leak when he remembered Luna Hemsworth.

She was his neighbor, a quiet woman he barely had interacted with more than a half dozen times. She was relatively quiet and he would probably not have remembered her if it wasn't for the fact that the woman had always tried her best to be as kind to everyone that she ran into on the rare occasions that she left her apartment at all. She did not strike him a the kind of woman who would know how to fix a leak, and considering his apartment was getting it this bad, he decided it would be best to check in on her and see if she needed any help.

So with a tool kit in hand he headed out the door and down the hall. She lived two doors down and on the opposite side of the hallway as him. Benjamin knocked three times on her door and took a step back. He was a large man, standing at 6'4'' he was pretty sure that unless he took two steps back from the door she would only get a glance at the center of his chest if she looked out her peephole to see who was at her place. He waited a good thirty seconds before calling out to her and saying, "Luna, it's your neighbor Benjamin. The water is coming down pretty bad and I wanted to make sure your place hadn't sprung a leak like mine. If it has maybe I can come and help you out." He put his hands on his hips and waited for her to respond. As he waited he tried to remember what she did. It was something she could do at home, but considering how many jobs you could do on the net these days he knew he couldn't just guess. If only he had as good a memory as her as she seemed to at least remember him and the rest of the people in their hall each time they ran into each other.

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With closed eyes, Luna Hemsworth leaned outside her window, enjoying the slightly cold breeze and the sound of the rain. Her brain was fuming, she needed a break from work, and nature had provided the perfectly calm atmosphere for it. Her PC was turned off, but even with her closed eyes, her mind conjured images of spreadsheets. _Staying indoors is driving me insane..._ She thought. How long was it since she went out and had fun? Her head was aching slightly, too.

And yet, there was more work to do. She was about to go back to it when she heard the knock on the door. It was not an uncommon occurrence, plenty of people came by, usually asking for something. She loved to help others, perhaps selfishly since it simply put her in contact with others, something she sorely needed. She had, just before, answered the door to someone who needed an umbrella, and she pretty much gave her own away. She was eager to answer this new person but realized that it probably wouldn't be the best to answer the door without pants. She was wearing an oversized white t-shirt and lacy black panties, the latter simply because they felt good. "One second!" She shouted, as she hurried to her closet to pick up her black sweatpants. She quickly put it on and rushed back.

She smiled at what her neighbor shouted through the door. Help her? That was rarely a thing she heard. He wouldn't hear the sound of keys, as she rarely ever locked her door. She opened it with a smile. "Hi, Benjamin! No leaks here. Thank you for the sentiment though. Do you need any help yourself? I could help you find someone to fix those leaks, maybe. I also have a spare room if you need somewhere to stay without rain falling on your head." She said, her soft smile ever present, her eagerness to be helpful clear.

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Benjamin could hear Luna's warm and welcoming voice as she called out to let him know that she would be at the door in a second. Part of him wished he could be that kind and welcoming to others, to be the kind of person people wanted to go to for help instead of the large and intimidating man most people thought he was when they first laid eyes on him.

The sight that greeted him brought a smile to his face. Luna was much smaller than him, and she wore some baggy sweatpants and a large white shirt that still let him see curves he knew he should not focus on as she smiled up at him with genuine pleasure to be of service despite not knowing what he was going to ask her for. Instead, he got to catch her off guard when he said he was here to help her out. Of course, her caring nature made it so when she told him that she had no need for any help with leaks that instead she asked him if she could provide him with any help.

He fidgeted there, looking down as he realized how nice that offer would be. There would be no way he could relax while people were coming over and trying to fix up his ceiling. He felt a bit of a blush forming on his cheeks as he had come over here to offer help but instead would be the one receiving it instead. Yet when he looked up at her he had a warm and confident smile on his face as he said, "I don't want to make you go that far, but if you wouldn't mind me staying for a bit, I am sure they will fix the leaks in my place in no time at all."

"But are you sure that wouldn't be too much trouble Luna? I mean, I don't want to put you our or anything." He knew that so many people already used Luna for just about everything. The woman was a saint and he didn't want her to think he was just coming over here to get help in a round about way of asking. So he tried another tactic. "Maybe while I am over I could help you with something else. You know, if there is anything else in your place I could help with. I just, I don't want to be a bad guest is all." He flashed her a warm smile there, she was a kind woman after all and he wanted her to know how much that meant to him.

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Her interactions with Benjamin had been brief, but Luna could tell he was a nice person, though perhaps that view was biased by how attractive he was. So far, he was only proving that perception, by insisting to help her. She was a little surprised by the blush, he seemed so large and intimidating that the thought of this small woman making him blush was a little silly. She thought for a bit. "Well, honestly, work has been driving me crazy, and I haven't had the time to tidy up. I'm sorry, I really didn't expect guests. If you really want to help me, I wouldn't stop you if you were to make the rooms more organized." She really didn't want to ask him that, and it came through in the way she phrased things, but she also understood the urge to be helpful to someone else, and since he indulged her, she should probably do the same for him.

"But don't worry about that, take your shoes off and come in, make yourself at home! Do you want something to eat? Maybe coffee? Tea?" She asked, stepping out of the way to let him in.

Perhaps due to how tired she was and the light migraine, she did not think that there were things that perhaps she would not want him to 'tidy up' or even see. Her mind was past that, fully focused on welcoming her quest in and going back to work so that that could be finally done, and despite the youthful smile, her eyes showed just how tired she was.

Regardless of what he asked or didn't ask for, she wanted to make something for herself anyway, whether it was coffee to keep herself awake or tea for her to relax she did not know. The idea of brewing coffee or tea for a man in her house made her blush, imagining an alternate reality where he was her husband. He certainly was quite handsome... _What am I thinking? Ugh, maybe I should try dating again..._

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Attraction was a funny thing. You could be the most confident and forward person in the world in front of 99% of the people you met. Yet when you were in front of the one person you truly wanted to show your best side to you would find yourself blushing and feeling nervous despite having done nothing wrong. Any outsider would be able to see that these two were a bit flustered, but there would be no way that they could just casually mention the fact that there was a mutual attraction there, boiling away just underneath the surface.

Luna's offer to have Benjamin tidy up was met with a nod. He knew that he couldn't really clean up her place, but it was a gesture that allowed him to feel like this was just a casual exchange of favors, and not a single man entering a beautiful and single woman's apartment looking to spend the night because the repairmen would be at his place for god knows how long. So as she stepped out of the way he passed her and said, "Tea would be lovely, and thank you so much for helping me out at a time like this." He walked past her and made his way into her living room as she went to the kitchen to get the drinks ready.

He would avoid going to her room, but he figured anything here would be safe for his eyes. So as she worked he began picking up some magazines and papers, doing the best to tidy up around a desk that her computer was situated on. His intention was to do as little work as possible so as not to disturb her privacy. Unfortunately, as he worked around her computer he bumped his hand up against her mouse by mistake. Normally, he would assume that would just open up the screensaver and require the user to enter in a password to get access to her screen.

Maybe Luna didn't use passwords for her own devices at home, or maybe it was because of the websites that she had open that her screen didn't just go to a home screen but instead opened up to the last few pages she had been researching online. He froze in place, his eyes locked on the screen as they went wide in shock. These were not the kind of websites that he or anyone would expect Luna to be using.

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The choice between coffee and tea was implicitly the choice between whether she would power through today and get it done so she could rest or whether she would take a break and relax. _Relaxing it is, Benjamin._ She tied her hair into a ponytail, not wanting it to fall on the tea, and went about the relaxing process of brewing tea, enjoying the scent of honey and herbs, gently humming. God, she needed this.

Luna suffered from adult ADHD, which meant she would often hyperfixate on things that she liked, and have terrible focus on things she didn't like, and she happened to not enjoy her job much, so she often tabbed out of work to do other things, and, living alone, she had never had any need to hide her private things, so when Benjamin accidentally switched her tabs, he'd see what Luna did like: he'd see the page of an erotic audio, unfortunately tagged with all its contents for him to see, tags like BDSM, spanking, hair pulling, breeding, daddy, among others. The audio was played halfway through already, meaning that she was listening to it while working.

"Do you want sugar or honey for yours?" She asked from the kitchen, blissfully unaware of this.

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Benjamin knew this was snooping, this was looking into things that he had no right to see. If she caught him clicking through links to try and find her hidden kinks and secret desires it would be bad. The problem was, he didn't really have to search to find what he had no previous idea he had been looking for. There wasn't just one tab, a single window could be an accidental pop-up that could be explained away. Instead, he saw the dozens of tabs that were open. Benjamin thought about shutting off the screen, that was until the first moan echoed out through the speaker.

''That's it! Hard... fuck yes! Make this slut cum!'' It was loud, it was raw, and it sounded genuine. His body froze, not knowing what tab that audio came from. He quickly tried to regain control as he moved his hand to adjust the mouse. That was when Luna walked in, blissfully unaware of what was going on and asked in a sweet and innocent voice if he wanted sugar or honey for his drink. The computer decided to answer for him, although it was not the answer that was appropriate to the question she had asked.

''Yes! God Yes! Daddy... please choke me! I want to feel those big hands around my throat!'' Benjamin stood up from the computer, his hands moving quickly away from the mouse as he looked back between the screen and Luna as he said, "Luna. I was just moving things around. I didn't mean to, I mean. Look, it's not like there is anything wrong with this... I like your interests, they are fun, normal... natural." He was trying to make this situation less awkward, but it was probably a brand new experience for both of them and he was just as flustered as she was. He wanted to explain that what he was saying was true, that he loved these kinks, and while he had found her cute before, knowing that she was into things like this only made her far, far more appealing.

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Despite having a headphones, the audio was loud enough to be heard through it, but Luna wouldn't hear it until she was in the same room, Her pleasant smile faded quickly as she heard the sounds of sex coming from the speakers, making her cheeks immediately redden. She felt paralyzed, staring at him, and the computer, and back to him. What could she even say? She believed his innocence. But not that it was normal, natural. Anyone else in his position would say the same to make her feel better. _I mean, look at the amount of tabs!_

After seconds that felt like minutes, she finally managed to speak. "I-I... I'm gonna... I'm just gonna go to my room." She said, before quickly pacing away to her room, the tea still brewing, the audio still playing.

She didn't have the foresight to close or lock the door, instead just sliding into bed and hugging her knees against her chest, covering the lower half of her body with her fluffy blanket, hiding her face in it. Her heart was racing, and her cheeks were still burning against the blanket, thighs trembling under it. She had never shared this stuff with anyone, it was her guilty pleasure, her secret, and now someone else knew, someone who was still in her house. Oh, she was being a terrible hostess... funny that that's what came to her mind at the moment. She was so ashamed, of everything. Of her tastes, for being so careless as to leave things like that out in the open with a visit around, and for leaving him so abruptly to flee to her room. She just wanted to disappear.

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Luna froze, and those next few moments would matter more than anything else. Benjamin's eyes were fixed on hers, waiting to see if her paralysis would evolve into indignation and rage, or some other form of emotion that meant that she did not despise him for finding her secret. While the time continued to pass he couldn't really see what she was thinking, but at least he could see she was not reaching for a kitchen knife or trying to kick him out of her apartment. Finally she spoke and he saw the fear in her eyes as she quickly turned and headed straight for her room.

Benjamin stayed frozen there for a second, but he knew that she was too overwhelmed with shame to be able to think about anything else at this time except for how embarrassing this situation was. It was normal though, he searched the same sites, he was familiar with these kinks. In the end, he waited until her body hit the bed and she wrapped herself in a blanket before he made his way into her room. There was no closed door to keep him out, and he tried not to look around her room before he made his way to her bed and took a seat beside her. His right hand reached out, gently resting on top of her head was partially covered by the blanket. The parts of her cheeks he could see were still bright red and he decided it was time to tell her that she was not alone in this. He gently stroked her hair once before he said, "Luna, you are a grown woman, there is nothing to be ashamed of. We all have things that excite us."

His tone grew lighter and he said, "Yours just happen to align with mine. Really, I look at the same websites." He chuckled slightly at the crazy coincidence before continuing, "You know, I wish I knew more women like you, women who knew what they wanted and who shared the same kinks and passions as me. Honestly, seeing that you are into all of that just makes you that much more fascinating." With one last attempt to cheer her up he said, "I just think there are better websites out there I could show you. Ones that really show the pleasure that can be reached by a good spanking, ones where the actresses don't have to fake their orgasms just to get the scene done." So many men didn't know how to spank, even porn stars were bad at sometimes it unless they were taught what their partner actually liked.

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Unfortunately Luna was not able to just disappear. Her arms hugged her legs tighter as she realized that he was walking into the room. Why was he coming after her? Under normal circumstances she would probably think this an invasion of her privacy, him walking into her room and sitting on the edge of her bed when all she wanted was to be alone, but, much to her own surprise, she found his caresses to her hair quite nice and calming. His hand was large and warm and soft, but also firm. She felt guilty for thinking of how his hands would feel if he spanked her.

She peeked her head up at the praise. "Fascinating...? I mean, I guess that's a word you can use..." she chuckled. She listened to him further, and he seemed so accepting that she felt silly for the way she reacted. "I'm sorry for freaking out and worrying you... It's just... it's not what people think about when they think of Luna." She let go of the blanket, sighing and recomposing herself. "Recommendations would be nice... I'm happy to have found someone else into that stuff. I don't... have a lot of people to talk to in general, especially not about this." her voice was still sheepish and careful, but she was slowly becoming more open to talking about it.

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Benjamin smiled when he saw her head emerge from the sheets to look back up at him thanks to his choice of words. That stare and slight confusion made him chuckle. Words were difficult to come by. Telling her it was 'hot' or 'sexy' to find out that she was into these kinds of kinks could have worked as well, but that would have just ended up with him objectifying her and seeing her as a woman who likes his kinks, not as his kind neighbor who happened to share the same sexual interests as him. "You don't need to apologize at all. If anyone found my hidden stash when I was busy making tea I think I would still be red as a beat at this point."

Benjamin moved back on the bed, allowing her to reposition herself while still maintaining that closeness to her and keeping a hand on her leg. She told him she was interested in recommendations and he said, "I think most people just assume that if they admit to liking anything that isn't seen as 'normal' then people will simply assume they are deviants. We all have different tastes, and some of use are lucky enough to find people who are willing to accept them... and even try them out with each other to help them get off." His eyes met hers as he said that, giving her his first hint that he would be interested in trying some of this with her. But first, he would need to see what she wanted out of all of this.

"The real question is, how far are you looking to go with these kinks and experiments of yours." He found himself resting his hand on her thigh without moving it. She had not shown a distaste with his touch so far, but that did not mean she wanted to take this any further just yet. So he continued on by saying, "Would you want to just continue to watch from a far, enjoy these ideas and concepts through videos alone, or would you perhaps want to try some out on your own? Maybe have someone show you how fun real spanking can be. Or how good it feels to have your hair pulled while you are gently being choked." He wished his voice would remain passive, but she should be able to hear the excitement in his voice at the realization that he might get to try these things out with her, that they might be able to help each other work through some long held sexual tension.

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His stash? She let her mind wander, thinking of what he watched, and thinking of him touching himself to it... she limited her reactions to a simple hot sigh. It was hard to not think about him in that light, when he was in her room, with his hand on her leg, talking about her, their, kinks. It was as if they were one step away from doing the things they were talking about. As Benjamin spoke, it seemed that he wanted to take that step.

"I... I want it, but... I'm not sure I can trust you for something like that just yet. But I want it..." She wasn't exactly giving him an answer, so much as she was figuring it out herself out loud. "Will you... please be careful? A-and please, no ropes or choking, at least for now." She asked, letting go of her legs and stretching them over the mattress. Luna wasn't a virgin, but her bed hadn't seen anyone other than her for quite a while, and she was nervous, almost intimidated by how attractive he was. "So... how... do you want to do this?"

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He could hear that single sigh, that exhale of hot breath and he knew exactly what she was thinking. That was most likely due to the fact that her sigh dragged out a heavy breath of his own. The pair were fighting their urges because there was so much left to be said and done. Just because you found someone who you believed could give you what you have been longing for god knows how long does not mean that you will just fuck them then and there. There were so many traps that either of them could walk in on.

Luckily, Luna took the first step, she risked the fear and rejection by asking him if he wanted to experiment with her. Her question would illicit an answer in the form of his hand gripping down harder on her leg, tensing up in excitement before he realized he should relax his grip as they figured out what this would entail. As he released her leg, Luna stretched out, possibly easing her own tension as well before looking at him and asking him how he wanted to do this.

Benjamin gulped, not out of fear, but because the question was like asking a starving man what plate he would try first at a buffet. He looked her over, noting her concerns before he moved to get onto his knees on the bed. As he got into his new position he said, "Of course... we need to be careful, we need to test things out and be safe." As soon as he got onto his knees he bent over Luna, reaching for her hip and rolling her onto her stomach before he grasped both of her hips and brought her ass high up into the air with her right cheek pressed against the mattress of the bed. "One kink at a time. No safety word. For now, stop mean stop. Unless you say otherwise." They could delve further into their kinks later on, but he wanted her to trust him, they needed to trust each other to explore their more serious desires.

Benjamin's hands ran over her ass, letting her feel his strong fingers squeeze down on her firm and rounded rear before he said, "We should start slow, maybe just with this, and see where we go from here." He hadn't explicitly stated what he was going to do but she would get a second to figure it out as he raised his right hand up and brought it crashing down onto her full right ass cheek. The slap was hard enough to make a sound, but it was only using a quarter of his strength. His hand squeezed down on the spot he just slapped and his other hand began to trace his fingers up and down her left leg, priming her for the next slap as he said. "Just let me know if you want to go further, or if you want me to remove any clothing." Before she could respond his left hand came crashing down on her left ass cheek, a bit harder than before to see how she would take the extra pain.


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"As I said..." Tyler chuckled "As I said..." he repeated breathlessly "You are a pretty convincing when negotiating." he chuckle-moaned "Not sure if those tactics would be applicable in a conference room." he grinned "Although... seeing you naked sitting on a conference table..." that made his cock twitch a bit.

Tyler was getting chatty and then blushed, realizing what he was doing. He almost reached to pull her back on top, but she had to put on lube. Tyler has had anal sex before and knew how important proper lubrication was. The sight of her putting it on made him get very hard that the worry that he might faint from the blood loss. "Oh, he is very much ready and able." he grinned and licked his lips in anticipation. The way she slid those fingers in her ass made him want to stick his meat inside.

"You have to hear my dad jokes." he blushed and chuckled then nodded at her suggestion. Her riding him would not be the best idea right now indeed, given how little experience he had. So far he had done anal the old fashioned way---the girl on her fours and her ass up. "After all we are nothing but mammals, let's do it like they do it on Discovery channel." he sung softly "That being said, maybe you could go on all fours and we can how it goes?"

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There was something free and easy about the chemistry between Tyler and herself that was both sexy and arousing and relaxing in a way that made her trust him and to be unafraid to be herself, her silly self, her sexy self, her every self, and that was both romantic and hot all at once.

"Finally, a man with a sense of humor possibly goofier than my own," she grinned and slipped onto the bed on all fours, but atop him, more truly between his legs and above him, rather than where and how he might have expected. Her lips were pouty and plump, the way they always got when she was incredibly aroused and wordlessly, and without help pf her hands that pressed firmly to the bed on either side of his hips, Bree lowered those pouty lips even as her eyes never stopped looking up into his own and her mouth claimed the tip of his cock in a soft suckle, then drew it up and perpendicular from his body as her mouth and tongue began sliding slowly down his shaft until she had to press roughly past her gag reflex until almost all of him was surrounded by her lips, mouth and throat and suckled and gulped around and over him for half a minute or so, then drew back until his long cock plopped from between her lips and smacked back against his body with a wet thwacking sound.

Licking her lips of the spittle that she had soaked him in, Bree smiled softly, "Now we are both ready to be animals with each other, Tiger," she teased and moved like a tigress herself on all fours on the bed until her chest and lovely breasts were near the bed itself, her legs parted slightly and her curvy ass up in the air and wiggling and wriggling tantalizingly, "I like it... hard, god that makes me sound like a slut, doesn't it? I don't care, I want it to feel amazing for you and deep and hard while you hold my hips, I want that for you, Baby, please?" Bree implored and was looking over her shoulder, her beauty and body beyond compare and all the more so since her pretty and hard girl cock bobbed up and down just below the place where his own naturally saliva lubed cock would soon fill and fuck and make her his own. She smiled, his own, Tyler's own girl and woman, Bree smiled wanting to be exactly that in every way possible.

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"Wait till I get to the dad jokes and the puns." Tyler smirked and chuckled. His eyes widened when she suckled the 'lower head'. That was a bit unexpected. But it was a welcome surprise. His eyes widened even more when he saw how she managed to put a large part of his meat up into her mouth. "You... ah..." he gasped and tried not to squirm, given how much of him was in her mouth "You..." he repeated trying to focus "Never cease to amaze me..." he moan-gasp-chuckled, good thing he did not choke "You have so many hidden talents..." he gave another moan.

"Next time..." Tyler managed to say as she pulled her head back "You should warn me." he chuckled "Or I might shoot my load in your throat." Tyler said half-seriously and relaxed a bit. "If we keep going that way I will end up with empty balls." Tyler blushed slightly "While the evening is still young." he winked. "Now we are talkin..." Tyler grinned and sat on the bed while she positioned herself. "Well I am sure hard is better than flaccid." he managed to say another stupid joke "Ready or not..." he guided his cock towards the ass hole. Tyler hesitated for a second, then placed the tip of the head on the opening, after a second he started pushing it in slowly. He had done anal, but still wanted to be careful.

He could sense the resistance which he managed to overcome pretty quickly, which was replaced by a sucking sensation and he was in. "Oh you feel great..." he breathed. Tyler reached and grabbed her by the hips and started moving his own, starting slowly, picking up speed.

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Bree grinned at Tyler's breathlessly astonished words, "I know just how far to take you and just when to stop... besides, you are going to empty those pretty balls inside me tonight, just not between my lips," she teased and kissed him with her very wet and pretty lips before getting into position and allowing him to admire her figure and position himself, all of the Dad jokes and the rest were part of the charm that helped her handsome new beau get to the point where she felt the hardness of the tip of his long cock pressing to her waiting and wanting entrance, then her breath whooshed out in a high pitched and wicked gasp as she felt her body spreading and stretching around his thickness as Tyler pressed the first bit of his cock into her ass.

"Mmmhhmmm," was all that Bree could make as far as words were concerned, but each "Mmmhhmm". and they were many, had its own sound and rhythm and meaning that Bree made instinctively and Tyler could likely interpret. Discomfort and excitement at first, that heady mix of sensations and more and more so a feeling of incredible fullness and arousal that had her libido in overload soon enough as Tyler began to truly claim Bree's body within and without.

Rocking on her knees a bit, Bree began pressing into each thrust that filled her, taking him to the deepest places possible as her body stroked his own life a sleeve that claimed his handsome, hard cock as her own. The building speed and rhythm, the sort of matched beat and tempo that they found together had Bree looking at times over her shoulder and at others between her breasts and legs as he took her the way she needed to be taken. He was hitting, stimulating places and nerves within her that she normally never felt or even realized were there and soon her own cock was painfully hard and seeping a thin pre-cum, though it would take more than that for her to fully reach climax.

Again her head whipped around as she felt her own cock pulse and tighten and she licked her suddenly dry lips and instead of a groaned sound, she found the words she needed him to hear, "I'm yours, Baby, show me how I am yours, pleassssee?" she said in a softly mewling growl and her eyes glowed grassy and in heat, her body moving with his, pleasuring Tyler, this time not stopping just short of anything as Bree worked and wiggled and fucked her man with sensual passion and pure heat as she knew this time he would come and empty those balls that were slapping against her taint soon.

"Cum in me, I'm your girl, Tyler, mmhhmmnnfff," her voice growing higher pitched once more and her cock begging to be stroked and touched, but only in her mind as she did not want to demand anything more from him than all that he was claiming and giving right there and then deep in her sexy ass.

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"Greedy lady." Tyler said and grinned at the mention of draining his balls. "I should start eating more to fill them back up." he grinned "Maybe should add some more sweets to the menu, I have heard that it can affect the taste." Tyler blush-chuckled. His cock felt at home in Bree's rear. That was a great sensation, that he was sure that he would like to feel again soon enough. He had paused for a second until he felt the resistance subside. His movements were slow and deliberate at first, but slowly picking up speed.

Bree was not making things easy for him. The sounds she made and the sight of her on her fours was driving him crazy. But given the tightness of the aperture going too crazy could lead to... painful results. Even though he has had anal sex before, he was not as proficient in it. He felt like a stallion riding his mare, Tyler was sure that the sounds he was making were somewhat similar. After all... they were mammals and they were doing it like they did on Discovery Channel. That almost made him chuckle and he had to resist that.

Tyler needed better jokes, he was being too dorky... he growled in reply to her asking him to show him how she was his. He was not able to speak at that moment. There was no real need for that.

Tyler could sense his cock pulsing as the warm and sticky fluid was trying to break free. He decided to hold off for a few more thrusts after Bree asking him to cum. He wanted to explode or assplode---another stupid joke---in her. "Hnnnngggg..." he moaned loudly as he was no longer able to hold it as he gave a deep thrust, the load shot inside giving him the needed relief.

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Bree loved that they were both to the point of words no longer mattering, Tyler's low growls and the way he continued to press and plunge his length into her body was driving Bree wild with want, with lust and need and simply feeling like he belonged there and she belonged to him. Tyler was not the most demanding man she ever dated, but like the story of Goldilocks, he was just so right, not too much and far from not enough in the way he took and filled her.

Grunting in her softer, more feminine voice, Bree was meeting his thrusts without even thinking about her actions consciously, her own cock more than half hard and slapping lightly against her belly as they fucked, her head at times buried in the sheets as she felt him getting closer and closer, then hair whipping around her lovely face as she snapped her gaze back towards him, over one shoulder, eyes glassy, mouth partly open and lower lip quivering as she knew he was going to fill her soon and one of her hands reached back and grasped at Tyler's hip. Not able to get a sound grip, that didn't matter, her reaching and grasping, the way her body reacted was all to ensure and plead with him to empty his seed deep inside her ass.

She loved seeing his face, hearing the way his voice called out, not in words, but in ecstasy and release as he continued to take her, to use her sexy ass to make his long cock spill deep and full inside of her.

"Yes... yesss... yes, Tylerrrrr," she gasped and mewled needfully and happily all at once as her new boyfriend lost himself in the moment and she lost herself in being his. Squeezing down firmly, Bree rocked and moved slowly back and forth to milk and claim every last bit not only of his cum, but all of the pleasure of his climax as she drew it out as long and deeply as possible before at last she rose up more fully on her knees, with his slowly softening cock still inside of her warmth and pressed her back and shoulders to his chest and turned her head to kiss his lips, catching his chin first with her kiss, before eventually feeling him slip out of her gaping and wickedly wet channel as they seemed to fall more fully into the bed together and Bree didn't care about it being messy or wet or stick as she lay with him, catching her breath and snuggling back into his body, an intimate afterglow that they could share.

Her pretty cock was hard, almost fully, that last taking was so arousing, but she didn't care or want to pressure him to do anything more... Tyler was promised to be her own in the morning in that way, and in those moments she rather loved just what they had and were then and there, not that a few kisses of her shoulders might not be even more amazing just then.

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That was the most intense orgasm Tyler has had in a while, he could sense his cock twitch and spurt inside the tight and warm ass of Bree. She was milking him pretty hard and he half-feared that his balls will shrivel from emptying so much jizz in her.

He almost protested when she slid his cock out, but was too weak to say or do anything. He was like a putty in her hands and at that moment she could do anything to him and he would not be able to stop her... if he wanted, that is...

Tyler laid back and her body made his cock twitch, but he was too drained for it to stand in attention right now, but looking down he noticed that Bree's penis was still hard enough. He pursed his lips for a second then grinned "I know you said you are going to claim me in the morning, but if you want..." he blushed "... I can blow you? A taste so to speak for what was to come..." he chuckled "A double pun... intended."

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Bree groaned, then laughed, then groaned and laughed at Tyler's jokes and offer, instead of taking him up on it however, she snuggled her long, tall curves back into him and pulled him closer by the wrist to wrap around her soft, sexy figure and form, "I am tempted to put something in your mouth just to stop those jokes, Mister, but I would rather fill your hands instead," she grumbled playfully and drew Tyler's lovely hand, he really did have the most gorgeous hands, up to cup and fill it with the fullness and softness of her breast, "Now isn't the time, post orgasmic highs only last so long and when you taste me, I want your temperature rising," she grinned in the tone of her words, "And at the moment your thermometer is definitely falling," Bree teased and wriggled her rear against his still sensitive and very spent cock.

She quieted for a few moments, her hand caressing his thigh and hip, signaling that she wanted the same kind of soft and massaging touches and did not need to come again for this to be a beautiful night between them, "I am taking every last cherry you have in the morning, Sir, no room service needed, I will be your breakfast... morning blowjob promise fully intended," Bree teased and after a time turned around and cuddled that way.

"Mmmm, I like that you came inside of me, it makes a girl feel... claimed... I like that you claimed me, Tyler, I really, really do," she told him, being careful not to get too gushy on a first date, something that would turn a lot of people off, but then again, he was Tyler, not a lot of people. Her fingertips nor caressed and danced, even slightly tickled across his chest and belly as Bree snuggled into a spot with her shoulder under his arm and her head resting warmly on his shoulder and upper chest. She wanted to fall asleep, just like that, but... but, dang it, she had to pee and a drink of water might not be a bad thing as well, given how dry her throat had gotten as she cried out and gasped and breathed so hard as they had sex,

"I need to visit the potty, wanna come and aim it for me?" she teased with a wink and a kiss to his chest as she pressed up on one arm, then leaned in and kissed his lips softly with her own, "Give me five minutes and I am your snuggle bug the rest of the night, I promise," Bree told him with that smile he first saw earlier in the night, the smile that seeing him caused her to have. Unless Tyler stopped her or followed and really did want to join her in the bathroom, Bree was quick and back in the promised time, bladder emptied, glass of water by the bed and her face and body lightly freshened, waiting for him to get ready as well and to draw her back into bed... or something, if he really wanted to, Bree could always be convinced of something if he tried hard enough.

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"Well if you don't let me, I will keep the jokes going!" Tyler pouted for a second but could not resist and grinned. Well at least he got a handful of breast in his palms. Tyler squeezed gently and played with the puppies for a bit. Tyler chuckled "So better to have a relaxing evening then." he smirked "I want my cherry to be fresh and ripe for the taking." he could not resist the stupid joke.

He considered what she said about him cumming inside of her. Normally he would have been worried about doing that, but this was an extraordinary circumstances. There was nothing to be worried about here. "Well, it was only natural..." he leaned to kiss her on the lips "After all, I did claim you." he smirked as he pulled back a bit. He chuckled "It is hard to pee when you are sporting a boner." and relaxed in bed considering whether it was an actual invitation or was she teasing him? He was not good at reading women and their hints. Hopefully he had not messed anything.

Tyler considered whether or not to try and get another go, but he would need his strength and he was not sure if his balls had any juice left in them. If only he could cum multiple times... once Bree was ready he went in the bathroom to freshen up. "How about we spoon?" he asked as he came back and placed a knee on the side of the bed "I can't promise things won't poke you though." Tyler gave her a sly look.

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Bree wanted to be good, intended to be good, promised to be patient and good... and by the time Tyler returned to the bed and put one knee up on the edge of it, all cleaned up, which Bree loved, she wanted to be so bad that it was far better than merely good. "Who says you get to be the big spoon, hmm?" she asked and slipped back the single sheet covering her curves to reveal her cock in her other hand, curved and hard and slowly being stroked in the way she loved.

Without another word she moved across the bed, rolling a little so that she was on her back, head dangling slightly off the edge of the bed, at least it would dangle if she left her neck relax, but instead Bree's head lifted up a bit and her pretty lips wrapped around Tyler's balls, first one that was suckled and washed over warmly by her tongue, then the other that received the same, only more firmly and wantingly, until that plopped lewdly from her lips.

"Move onto the bed, Baby, I want to taste your rosebud cherry," she groaned, her gorgeous body and still slowly being stroked cock lain out before Tyler's eyes and body as Bree began licking her way across the sensitive little patch of taint and up towards his virgin rear. Just after washing she knew he would be clean and she was incredibly horny, and one of her hands curled up and around his hip to grip and part his ass cheeks, while the hand stroking her cock finally left its lovely place and instead gripped Tyler's cock, knowing it would harden in her touch and having already tested that his balls were far from as empty as he imagined.

A deep, yummy, vibrato groan started in her lovely chest and made its way up her throat and to Bree's mouth where the palpable vibrations of the wantonly needful moan reverberated to the tip of her tongue just as it first pressed to his taut little bud and pressed inwards just a delicious bit. That he was hers, now that was beyond question, and they both knew that in the incredible sensations and ravenous intimacy of that moment.


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Jenny sighed as she listened to Mark. "You're really good at putting your foot in your mouth." Jenny teased. "But we are just seeing where it goes. It's probably best if I stayed in my own room, at least until we figure out where this is even going." Jenny pointed out softly, getting up and collecting her clothing from around the room.

After that, Jenny headed off to her separate bedroom and grabbed her pajamas, a tank top and mini shorts, before heading to her bathroom to shower. The house was nice, with two master bedrooms, one of which was Jenny's. She got lost in thought as she showered. It wasn't right for her to be in his bedroom, that was certain. Not when neither of them truly knew what they were doing together.

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As he watched her grabbing her things from where they were scattered around the room he knew he'd screwed up. He'd been trying to do the right thing and instead he'd messed up real bad. Whilst part of him wanted her to stay, he didn't feel like he could ask that of her when he'd clearly just offended he, so he let her go. He was determined to make it up to her though. He had trouble sleeping, the guilt and confusion at the whole situation gnawing away at him and so when he woke early, he knew immediately that he would not be getting back to sleep. He knew what her morning routine was, so rallying the the forces of one hour delivery he managed to put together a little something that he hoped would make up for he'd done. Making his way quietly downstairs he met the delivery men at the front door and then made his way into the kitchen. By the time she came down to make coffee, having checked to see if Suzie was awake yet or not, she would find him standing over the hob, his worn old apron tied around his bare chest and waist, cooking his famous buttermilk pancakes. Resting on the counter were half a dozen red roses.

"Morning." Mark said, glancing up as she came in. "I made you breakfast, so I hope you're hungry. I'm sorry about last night. I said something stupid and I wasn't trying to be. I just, I messed up and I'm sorry. You've had longer to think about all this and work out how you feel. I got flustered. I was trying to do the right thing by you, that's all." He said apologetically. Sliding along the counter he picked up the roses and offered them to her. "Forgive me?" He asked quietly, but sincerely.

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Jenny slept a little restlessly after her shower. But really, it was kind of her fault. She'd been hoping for things to happen for a long time, but Mark wasn't anywhere near ready for her to be much more than a sex toy really. Jenny had to resign herself to that fact. No matter how quickly she wished things could go, it wasn't reality. It wasn't realistic. Either way, she didn't love being patient with a man she loved.

The next morning, Jenny slipped out of her bedroom in her pajamas. Her first stop was to go check on Suzie, who was amazingly, still asleep. Sometimes Jenny wished she could be as blissful as this sweet baby girl. She was a toddler, already walking a little bit, and ever curious. Today was going to be fun, they were going to go to the zoo. Jenny loved taking Suzie out to see the exciting things a child could love.

She wandered into the kitchen to make the morning coffee, Jenny was surprised to see Mark, mostly naked with an apron on. The image made her wonder if he was usually like this around his wife. Well, when the relationship had been good. Jenny moved closer to him as he spoke before smiling. "Mark." Jenny breathed out softly. "Don't. Don't apologize." Jenny said softly. "It's my fault. As much as I might have a vision of where this might go, it isn't fair to think you'd know what you truly want with me. Not yet. You only just got used to the idea of having sex with me... I can't expect it to go any further. I just have to be happy with what I've got." Jenny admitted. "But the fact is, you're right. I'm not your girlfriend or anything else for that matter. I'm just a girl you slept with. I could be a literal stranger to you, catching you at a time when you needed what I had to offer. It's fine." Jenny said, having thought about it overnight.

"You have nothing to be sorry for." Jenny reminded him. "Are you going to be able to go to the zoo with us today?" She asked, changing the subject.

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"You're probably right that I haven't figured all of this out in my head." He admitted. "But you're wrong to think that you're just some girl and that it was just sex. It wasn't and you aren't Jenny. If I was only interested in sex I could get that elsewhere. Just... be patient with me. We're not going back to where we were before last night and I do want you in my bed in my room. I just, I'm not ready for labels like girlfriend yet. Does that makes sense?" He asked, putting the roses down and turning his attention back to the pancakes before they burned. He glanced back up at her, smiled and nodded when she asked about going to the zoo.

"For my two favorite girls I will make time to go to the zoo." He said, his voice softening noticeably. He slid the pancakes from the pan onto a waiting plate, drizzled with with a little maple syrup and garnished them with strawberries before offering the plate to her.

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Jenny smiled as she listened to Mark. It really wasn't fair how he was so sweet. She moved in closer to him and smiled. "Mmmm, fine. I'll move my things in later today." Jenny said with a smile. She leaned in and kissed him passionately. "I'll try harder to be patient with you." Jenny said when she pulled away.

She picked up the roses as he went to focus on the pancakes. "I do love roses. You chose well." Jenny teased playfully. Jenny set them back down as he handed her a plate. She wasn't used to Mark being the one to cook. She took a bite and let out a soft moan before swallowing. "Who knew you were such a good cook?" Jenny teased.

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It felt like they'd patched things up and that she understood his issues and accepted them. Equally he was doing his best to understand the headspace she was in and to accommodate it. She took the roses and smelled them for a moment, before setting them down and accepting the plate of pancakes when he offered it to her. Her reaction was exactly the one he'd been hoping for.

"Well, you like to cook and you always get to the kitchen first. It's not like I've had a chance." He teased gently, wiping his hands and then pouring some more batter into the pan to start another batch. "I'm just glad that my cooking skills aren't too rusty." He smiled. "I make a mean chili too by the way, but I didn't think that would work well for breakfast." He said with a chuckle. He shook his head and glanced down before looking up at her again. "Did you sleep OK?" He asked quietly.

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As she ate, Jenny smirked. "Hey, don't blame me. You're the one who was so consumed with work to avoid your personal life." Jenny teased softly. She kept eating as he cooked. It honestly did surprise her that Mark could cook, not that it was a bad thing.

She laughed as he mentioned something about chili and it not being appropriate for breakfast. "Maybe not, but I don't always mind not having breakfast for breakfast." Jenny said softly. "I can't wait to see your cooking skills. Not that I mind cooking most of the time." Jenny said softly.

At his question, Jenny raised an eyebrow. "Did you?" Jenny asked curiously. "I slept okay, maybe not as good as I would have in your arms." Jenny teased softly. "I did miss you." Jenny said with a smile. She blew him a playful kiss before smiling.

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"Yeah, but I can't think of a world in which I'd want chili for breakfast ever." Mark smiled, glad they seemed to be patching things up. "Work until I dropped or get screamed at for nothing. It was a real hard choice." He rolled his eyes and flicked the pancakes over in the pan to brown on the other side.

"Yeah I slept OK once I got to sleep. It just took me a while. I didn't like how we left things, but I didn't the no following you was a good idea." He said with a reflective shrug of his shoulders. He was looking down at the pan, but when she said she missed him he glanced up and looked right at her, a as mile lighting up his face.

"Yeah... I missed having you there too. Which is weird, because you'd never been there before." He said with a thoughtful chuckle and shake of his head. Lifting the pan off the stove he slid the pancakes onto her plate and garnished them with Strawberries and syrup once more. "I guess... I know a good thing when I feel it. At least I hope I do." He said quietly.

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Jenny giggled at his words. "But have you ever had chili with like eggs?" Jenny asked curiously. In her world, adding eggs to anything worked to make something breakfast. She didn't say anything to his next words, knowing fully well he had a valid reason to work constantly. She hoped that would change, if only because Jenny never meant to make what they had something bad.

"You could have..." Jenny said softly. "I think it's going to take some time for you to see I'm not going to blow up on you." Jenny admitted. Their relationship was complicated, that was obvious, but it didn't need to be. It was all still new and they didn't even see it the same way at the moment. His next words had her smiling before he continued and insisted he thought he knew a good thing.

"I think we just work. It's easy and great, being together." Jenny agreed. She got up and smiled before moving in close to him. "I think we've got something good." Jenny agreed, smiling and hugging him.

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"I've heard your theory about adding eggs to anything makes it into a breakfast. I'm haven't and going to go out on a limb here and say that I don't think chili and eggs would be a good combination." Mark said, wrinkling his nose up in mock distaste.

"It's not that I think you're going to blow up. I know you're not... I'm still getting my head around a bunch of things. That's all. I don't want to go back to where we were and I know you're a good thing. I know it's not what you're hoping for, but I hope it's enough for you for now?" He asked tilting his head to one side to look at her as she finished eating. When she came and hugged him he slipped his arms around her, drew her in close and squeezed her gently. He smiled down at her and then stooped to kiss her. As their lips met his hands began to creep down her back, sliding over her waist to stroke over her buttocks and then to curl under her thighs. He lifted her, sliding her up onto the counter so the height difference between them almost disappeared. He pushed her thighs apart, slipping into the gap as he kissed her again, flicking his tongue lightly against her lips.

"We have a few minutes until she wakes... we could have a little fun... Christen a room." He said with a playful smile and a suggestive wiggle of his eyebrows.

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Jenny giggled as she heard Mark. He was intent on his ways, that much was obvious. She couldn't really change his mind on this matter, but it was okay that they disagreed. They were different people, who just happened to always get along. "It is enough for now. I know you have to get your head around it." Jenny said.

Before she knew it, Mark was kissing her and then lifting her up onto the counter, making her giggle happily. He slid her legs apart and Jenny immediately let her hands wander his chest eagerly. It wasn't like Mark had to try very hard to turn her on, as evidenced by how wet she had become just from the idea of his words. "Mmm, we definitely should." Jenny said with a happy smile. "It's always been a fantasy of mine to be fucked on a kitchen counter." Jenny teased happily. Not that Jenny would admit that most of her fantasies involved sex with Mark in various places or positions. And it certainly didn't help that the sex they'd had was so good she craved more of it.

"When we get home from the zoo and I put her to bed, I'm planning on sucking your dick. You didn't let me last night." Jenny reminded softly.

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"It is? Well then we definitely have to do our best to make that dream come true for you don't we?" Mark remarked quietly, his fingers trailing slowly up and down her bare thighs as they leaned into one another and she stroked her hands over his chest. Reaching round he pulled the knot undone on the apron and tossed it down in the counter. He wasn't going to need it anymore and for what they had in mind now it was only going to get in the way. His hands slid under her top tracing up her sides and cupping up under her firm breasts as he snatched another deeper kiss from her lips.

"Later. When she's asleep you can have whatever you want." He whispered, his hands sliding back down, his fingers digging under the waistband of her shorts. "Lift you hips for me Sweetheart. We don't need these in the way." He murmured, giving them a gentle tug.

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Jenny couldn't help but smile as she heard Mark. She couldn't deny that she loved this version of their life better than when they were just close friends. His apron dropped before his hands found their way under her shirt. She happily kissed him back before he pulled away to speak. "Well then, it's a good thing we're taking her to the zoo. It'll wear her out." Jenny teased softly.

At his words, she did as she was told, lifting her hips so he could pull off her shorts and thong. "I could definitely get used to this." Jenny said softly. "We're so much better this way." Jenny said, leaning in and giving him a passionate kiss.

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[Assistant] Mark allowed her to pull him closer, but not too close. With her balanced right on the edge of the counter it meant that he was going to have to do the lion's share of the work and if she drew him in too close he wouldn't be able to do that. So he let her tug the bulge in his boxers against her exposed sex and then rocked his hips, rubbing himself against her for a moment as their lips locked and tongues tangled. Then, aware that they only had a few minutes and recalling from the night before that she seemed to get turned on pretty easily he drew his hips back and inch or two and began to nudge his boxers off his hips, wiggling them down until they dropped at his feet and his cock was able to bounce and bob free. Stepping back he wrapped his hand around his shaft and pushed the head between her lips and began to thrust up slowly into her folds. He purred as he felt her heat again, her thighs tensing against his hips and he kissed her passionately, flicking his tongue deep into her mouth as inch by inch he glided into her.

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Mark made a soft, happy noise as their lips met, followed a moment later by their hips brushing together. She was just as hot, tight and wet as he'd remembered and with her slightly above him there was the most delightful edge of pressure that had not been there last night. He ran his hands slowly up her silky thighs as she arched into him, pressing those perfect breasts of hers against his bare chest and they began to move slowly together.

"We'll see about that. You've only had me for one night and not even all of that." He teased as their bodies slapped together softly, his hands settling on her hips helping her keep her balance teetering as she was right on the edge of the counter top. He leaned into her, pressing her breasts against him even more, as he sought for her lips again. Resting his forehead against hers he grinned at her.

"This is a much, much better way to start the day than a mug of coffee."He breathed. "I don't know about you, but I could get used to this."