This is my very first attempt at a story so please your insight and comments would very much help me to improve and better write in the future thank you.
All characters are over 18. there is no sex scenes but bullying minor verbal abuse and spanking involved. Please let me know your thoughts and insights for edits and maybe a part 2. Thank you and good reading.
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Let me introduce myself, I'm Adam Parcel. I'm in my first year of college and things are going great so far. Things haven't always gone my way. When Joey Baker, a new student, enrolled in our school in the seventh grade, it all began. He has made it his goal to disparage and discredit me every day since he arrived, and I am not sure why.
The gym was the starting point. Since I have never been very athletic, I finished the mile run dead last. Every time he passed me on the track, he deliberately ran me over. Joey was like a mountain in comparison to me, who was a very small, slender boy.
He was everything that I was not: large, powerful, and manly. Eventually, he got his jock friends to join in on my mockery. I initially tried to avoid it and concentrate on my own work, but for our school district's science fair in the tenth grade, I was given a science project on stellar evolution.
My project was titled The Stages of Cosmic Gases. Well, Joey and his friends thought it would be hilarious to replace my slides with images of obese fat men bending over. The judges were not amused, and I felt thoroughly humiliated. To summarize, I cried, was laughed at, and was suspended for a week as a result of their prank, not to mention that I did not place in the science fair.
I told my parents about my problem, hoping for their support. They initially offered assistance, but after my suspension, they advised me to "man up" and deal with the situation on my own, claiming it was part of growing up. It was absolutely devastating. The only people I thought I could count on to be there for me did nothing.
By the time I graduated, things had escalated to a new, extremely humiliating level. I had to address Joy and his friends in a timid feminine voice whenever they spoke to me, and Joey began insisting that I call him Daddy Joey as a sign of respect because he said as a beta sissy, I had to know my place in the presence of my Alpha superior.
But, finally, here at Penn State University, I have the opportunity to improve my life, make new friends, and be happy. Despite the hardship, I was able to earn a good scholarship that only required me to pay for food and minor necessities. Fortunately for me, Penn State offers a paid tutoring service.
I was always a good student and easily passed the preliminary interview test. They told me I would primarily be tutoring mathematics and English to other students who needed extra assistance keeping up. My first tutoring session was next Monday at 3 p.m. in a private study room in the library on the east wing of the campus.
I was so excited to start my job and mentor others, as well as make some new friends, that I decided to go all out to make a good first impression. I am a short guy who weighs 104 pounds and stands 5'2". My style has always been unique, but it is what feels right.
After my shower, I returned to my room to get ready. I needed to brush my long light brown hair, which I usually put in a pony tail, but today I was feeling frisky, so I did a simple braid. I have never been good at wearing contacts, so I wear glasses with a nice deep purple frame pair; purple is my favorite color after all. I had a difficult time deciding on my clothes, but I eventually settled on a nice pair of beige skinny jeans, a slim fit salmon colored polo shirt, and black ankle fit slip on sneakers.
I grabbed my teaching materials and made my way to the library, feeling happy and free. I arrived about 15 minutes early and set up a good learning space before waiting for my tutee to arrive. After about 20 minutes, there was a hard knock on the door, and Joey walked in.
