The Dean's Deal

My name is Reece. I got into Indiana U on a sports scholarship and decided to study to become a nutritionist. Unfortunately, books are not my strong suit and I found myself working out for at least four hours a day instead of studying for exams.

After skipping one too many classes to hit the gym, I received a notice from the school that if my attendance and grades didn't improve my scholarship would be in jeopardy. This freaked me out and I immediately asked to meet with the dean of admissions.

After a lengthy gym session I walked to the admissions office where I was greeted by the dean's assistant. She had me take a seat and wait until the dean was ready to see me. I watched as she privately scanned my body and bit her lip. Wearing my Indiana Hoosiers shirt, my muscles were rippling from my work out. I bet she was fantasizing about ridding my cock all night. The thought was enough to make my dick get hard in my maroon shorts.

I decided to give her a little show as I caressed and massage my muscles with some icy hot to sooth them. Pulling my shirt from side to side, my nipples and pecs were exposed momentarily. I could see her stealing private glances and it made me even harder.

The Camping Stone

My friend, Mark, and I had been planning to go on this huge communal camping trip.  It happened once a year and was supposed to always be a really pleasurable experience.  You were not allowed to be with any of your friends and there were no real "rules".  You could be nude, have orgies, do drugs, whatever the fuck you wanted.  Then, you come back on the last day and explain to your friends what exactly you did and share in your different experiences.

Mark and I were not the most fit guys, he was a cute but large red-head and I was a larger and taller brunette.  He had been put in a group with all these jocks and I got stuck with your typical other gay bears.

After the terrible and uneventful two nights we went back to the communal area.  I looked and looked for Mark but never saw him.  A cute guy with black hair, a sexy dimple in his chin and a to-die-for-body walked up to me and hit my arm and gave me a thumbs up.

"What the fuck man?! Who are you?" I said confused and a little turned on.

"Damn man, it really is anything goes," the man said.  He sounded kind of familiar.  I noticed something about the group this guy had come with.  It was the group Mark had gone camping with.  I noticed they all looked the same but a little different.  Some were a little beefier, one looked like he wasn't supposed to have red hair (red hair but a dark skin tone), one had a thick beard but I don't think he did before.  I looked back at the guy and noticed he sort of looked a teeny bit like Mark.

"They took things away from me by fucking me on this rock.  One wanted to be a red-head so now I have his black hair.  Some wanted me to be fit so they took just a little fat.  I even got this cool tattoo. Unfortunately, one of them wanted a bigger cock, but now I have this sexy ass and bod to get fucked in. Well, how was your weekend?"