In the backseat, there was room to bob my head up and down, and I could fondle his balls.

Rick spread his legs to give me more space.

Before going home for the holiday weekend, I’d promised my roommate Rick that if he picked me up from the airport in the middle of the night, I’d give him road head on the drive home. In all honesty, I hadn’t planned on delivering on that, but when he pulled up and got out of the car to help me with my bag, I changed my mind. He was wearing lightweight sweats that hung low on his hips and a T-shirt, and his hair would’ve looked like artfully styled bedhead if I didn’t know it was actual bedhead. It was four in the morning, after all, and I knew I’d woken him up when I called to say we’d landed on time. And even though I’d seen him... Read More