Chapter 1
Before college, I played baseball, competed for national debate titles, threw it around on the court regularly, and seemed obsessed over girls. When I first started school at the small private college Tiffs University, I had no idea that I would end up being a cock-crazed gay boy.
The first year was pretty normal. Pledged a fraternity, smoked weed, got decent grades. Even got laid once in a while. Partied enough that I gained 15 pounds. By the summer, I needed a job so I started working at a tourist BBQ place as a “host.” Other greet-and-seaters were girls, and were called hostesses. I was hired because of my clean cut appearance and “nice” look. Eventually, others asked me I was gay. But they really just teased me for me a pretty boy.
Sophomore year changed me. When school re-started, I hung out with different crowds – floating from one lunch area to the next (also to recruit new pledges and advertise our parties.) Because of my involvement in Lacrosse and student-led activities, I was able to make friends fast, one of which was Lauren. She was so cute: blonde, 5’6, 34C (which was perfect for her), and a line down her tummy – the kind only athletes have (former soccer girl). Her sense of humor was pretty wet, not unlike herself all the time.
We talked about sex a lot. Any sex. She confided in me that she had to masturbate nightly in order to sleep. Ditto for me. Nonetheless, we remained friends for a full semester…well almost. On the last night before Xmas Break, she slept over. I told her she would have to beg for it. After quite some fingering, though, my roommate interrupted us.
I fingered her until she came biting a pillow. At least she would go home happy.
Chapter 2
After talking so little over break, we both became enamored with each other. She finally came over the third night into the new semester. She eventually started begging for it. I rubbed my dick around her hole to make it more and more wet. She started making whining noises. But, when my seven inch cock started pushing its way into her, she became quiet. She moaned a little, started scratching my back. I pushed harder. Eventually we both came. After that, we had sex everyday. Between all classes, twice at night. Three times in the morning and once in the shower.
Eventually, we both started experimenting. She went to store and bought two vibrators, a new one for herself and one for me!!! I immediately got lube – Wet Platinum. During one of our S&M sessions, she learned of my affinity towards anal stimulation. At first, we traded the dom/sub roles nightly or even weekly. But, now she was taking control, even in other areas of our lives.
“Why don’t you shave your chest, Brian?”
