Eating Out 2: Sloppy Seconds Page #6

atyour ass?

I never said

anything about towels.

Well, nextweek's assignment-

and I'mholding youto this -

isthird base.

Butwhataboutthe girl?

Leslie?

Yeah, Leslie.

Shouldn'tl respecther

and stuff?

Don'tworry.

She's not gonna get pregnant.

All I'maskingfor is

onefinger in her bush.

So, I'mfascinatedto hear

your guys'stories.

I'm notreadyto talkyet...

but Kyle here's

got ahot girlfriend.

They can'tkeep their

hands off each other.

You havea girlfriend?

Mm-hm.

Andyou usedto be gay?

Yeah.

Well, why don'tyou

tell us, Kyle?

Whatbrought about

this amazing change?

Ummm... my story...

Just speakfromthe heart -

likeJesus would.

Well... I was

prettymuch born gay.

Momsaid myfirst

sentencewas,

"Getthoseboobs

out ofmyface. "

So... anyway, I lived thegay

lifestylefor awhile.

And I dated a lot of guys...

Alot of guys.

Just... mens and mens

and mens.

I mean, theywere

calling meallthetime!

"Kyle, pleasehavesexwith me.

Please!"

Iwas so popular...

Butthen itbegan

to takeits toll.

See, you realized thegays,

they'renotinterested

in gettingto knowyou.

No, as soon as you

put out, theyvanish.

Andthen theynever call

you backwhen theysay

they'regonna callyou back

becausethey're out

with somestudwhen theysay

theyshould bein class!

I wouldn't saythat.

Wellthen what exactly

wouldyou say, Kyle?

Whatbrought about

this amazingtransformation?

Well, I gotfed up...

with themen andthesex

andthe fun and music

andtheapplemartinis -

and just when I didn'tknow

what elseto do

an angel from heaven above

flewinto mylife.

Asexy, 52-24-48

angel namedTiffani.

Is Tiffani arhinoceros?

Size doesn'tmatter.

Whatmatters is that

Ifell in love

and I never looked back.

Butwhataboutthe sex?

Pieceof cake.

Ijust say,

"Kyle, takeeverything you love

about Reese Witherspoon

and projectit onto this girl

who wantsto bewith you. "

And nowthey can't get enough.

That's incredible.

Yeah, 'causeyou seem

really gay.

Not anymore.

I'm telling you,

there's nothing like

the smooth, wetporcelain lips

ofthe vagina spreading

and enveloping me,

squeezing againstthehead

of mydick ever so firmly.

Andthat's nothing compared

to whatit feels like

to eather outand lap up

allthose fresh juices.

Welookforwardto

seeing you both again.

Well, weboth look forward

to coming... with girls.

Little Ex-gayjoke.

Jesus and Iwill be

keeping an eyeon you.

Hey...

Stop thespread offaggotry!

Thatwasfun!

Thatwas nerve-racking.

Yeah, youweresweating

likea suicide bomber

on a summer jihad.

I loveyour... senseofhumor.

Man, you really

dig your p*ssy.

Yeah.

So what'reyou up to now?

I gotta go modelfor

Mr. Thompson's art class.

Hey, arewe still on

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