For Straight College Men 25, Boston Paul is back - and this time he's getting help! Paul seemed fine after our first shoot, but when he and I talked and he was scheduled to come back for something a little more intense than a solo, he flaked. That either meant he had changed his mind about the whole thing or that he was, well, a flake. Having had enough experience to think the former, but hope for the latter, I decided to try and look past it. I came up with the idea of him doing a video with just me and the camera. "The first thing on our little list of activities is, I'm actually gonna cut your clothes off of you," I told him. I'd also told him to wear clothes that could be destroyed, but I hadn't told him that I planned on cutting them up. Getting the scissors close to his crotch, it was a weird sensation, one involving excitement, trust, and a sense of power all at the same time! I told him a bubble bath was next. "Bubble bath?" he asked incredulously, in his adorable Bawston accent. "Yeah, I know. It's not really your thing. You're not a bubble bath guy, but, uh, you'll look cute in it. It'll be good." In the tub, things got more intense and my hand felt a lot of hair and growing flesh - but I'm not gonna tell you about that. You've gotta watch the video to see! Then there was Brett. In life, there are dates with new people where you're all in best-impression mode and there are also rendez-vous with ex's, where the sex is great and you can just be yourself. Working with Brett is like one of the latter. When we started our shoot, I knew there was no question as to whether I could grab his dick. He wasn't going to be awkward about it, and I knew it wouldn't freak him out later. My hands underneath his balls, pressing near his prostate, and then on his inner thighs, I brushed against his hands as he moved his body rhythmically, then later, as he performed some cum-catching aerobatics on the bunk beds, I watched as his balls move like giant walnuts in his sack. Yum!
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