John couldn't explain how he had ended up in that situation.

It was either Saturday or Sunday, he wasn't quite sure. He was under a table, with the tip of a young engineering student's right foot between his lips. Four young students were playing poker. The smell of grass and Jack Daniels filled the room.

They were in a central apartment in Madrid, in the Chamberí neighborhood. It was a typical student apartment - an old house, high ceilings, old facilities, and very messy. Dirty clothes were scattered around, used dishes and utensils, leftover food, full ashtrays, glasses with leftovers...

The foot John was savoring belonged to JJ, a lanky boy with a brown mop of hair. He was thin and somewhat effeminate. Like the other three, he was in his third year of Industrial Engineering, studying at the school on the Castellana, close to where they lived.

Under the table, unable to see anything outside due to the tablecloth, John heard Eva's voice. Eva was a petite girl, about 1.50 meters tall, Latina, with golden skin and piercing black eyes. She had enormous breasts, almost disproportionate to her body, plump lips that seemed to have been filled with silicone, but were natural. Her long, straight hair fell almost to the end of her back. She radiated an inner heat that only Latinos can emanate. Eva greeted Kevin, saying "hello, love" with that accent that charms. The next thing that was heard was the sound of two tongues intertwining, and a faint whisper, something that seemed to be Kevin saying to Eva. But in addition to the sound, there was something more.

John felt Eva's hand making its way through the opening of the tablecloth. He felt her hand grabbing his hair and pulling his head. JJ's foot came out of John's mouth, and with a strong pull, his head ended up attached to Kevin's cock. The pain was sharp from the hair pull. Kevin, like the other three who were playing at the table, was naked from the waist down. The situation under the table was singular. The bare feet of four adolescents, in some cases with evident lack of hygiene, their balls full of semen, as is common at their age. Their hard cocks, excited by the situation, humid from the mixture of saliva and pre-seminal fluids that flowed abundantly. With the smell and remains of semen and urine.

John knew what he had to do. What his obligation was. He had been like this for three hours that day, and it wasn't the first or second time. He opened his mouth like a docile lamb for Kevin's hard cock, 19 cm long, with a large foreskin, although it wasn't thick, but with many veins, to enter gently to the bottom of his throat. A throat already trained. Once Kevin felt John's mouth reach his pubic hair, he winked at Eva, who released John's head and kissed Kevin passionately.

At that moment, John had 1000 images from almost six months ago coming to his head.

Kevin was a very handsome young man. He studied 4th year of Engineering...