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I have known T for nearly a year. We have class together at least once a month. We've worked on projects together and been group partners. I have always been attracted to this massive man. I have for months sat in class and imagined him on me, in me, his mouth, his hands. I really didn't think it was a possibility. He seemed like a big family man and I hesitated to even approach him. Then, out of the blue in the middle of some texting about school, he got çankaya escort a bit flirty. I returned with flirty and then he got very flirty and then suddenly said "I'm game. Are you?" After picking myself up off the floor, I said yes. Then things got hot. We texted all sorts of naughty things, fantasies, desires. We talked about all our kinks. We even talked on the phone one day but then nothing. For about two weeks I heard rus escort literally nothing out of him. I figured he had had second thoughts.I had second guessed it too. Was it really a good idea to be fucking one of my classmates? Probably not. On school weekends I usually travelled and checked into the hotel before going to class. I got there about an hour early. Good. There was time to take my bags up, grab a bottle of water, relax eryaman escort a little bit. He was sitting in the lobby. I actually didn't see him at first. I went straight to the counter and gave the lady my name. She pointed at him and said he was looking for me. At that point he walked over, holding papers, saying something about me proofing something. I said I'd be happy to, thinking "What the hell is he doing? Seriously?" When the elevator doors closed he said, "I've been hard for an hour." Oh. I explained to him that I hadn't heard from him in a couple weeks and I figured it was off. He said he had to stop thinking about it or he was going to bust.I opened the door and walked into the room, set my stuff down and said...