We’ve got a sort of informal network here in town of older men into fucking cute college boys. I’ve made friends with the admissions counselor over at the college. Physicals are required before enrollment. Naturally, I’m at the top of his referral list. Little Alex walked into the Admissions Office wearing a Dixon Dallas’ “I love the way he rides!” T-shirt. Of course, he gave him my card and strongly recommended me as a local doctor. Sure enough, he showed up every bit as cute as my friend said, and wearing a pink sleeveless T-shirt. I welcomed him in, and I could tell by the way he looked at me when I came out to the lobby to greet him that he was interested, or at least intrigued. On one hand, having a dick as big as mine can be difficult. A lot of boys are afraid of it. And sometimes, it can be difficult to get into a tight hole. On the other hand, more often than not, even if they’ve been fucked before, it probably wasn’t by a monster like mine, so it’s still like a first time. Alex couldn’t believe that it was almost as big as his forearm, but he was game. It actually went in easy. Courage and determination, that’s the key. Alex got into it, though. I fucked a load out of him. I love that feeling of a boy’s hole spasming, watching his prostate swell with boy spunk and pulsate as it shoots. Then it was my turn to fill him up.