#campus files

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Campus Files: Tommy

Tommy was more than a jock, he was the only real man in the whole school. It was as if he absorbed all the testosterone on campus. I first met him at tutoring. I was struggling in biology, and he had already passed the class. Our appointment got cut off by me getting hard in the middle of it. His massive muscles had sent my mind racing, and I had to quickly excuse myself. I avoided him like the plague afterward, I was afraid of how he would react and was ashamed I even let that happen. I didn't know it then, but he had set his sights on me. There was one simple fact about Tommy: he always got what he wanted. I ran into him at a toga party, and I sealed my fate then and there, spilling my drink into him in the middle of the night. Silence came over the crowd, as my face became beet-red, unable to hide my shame. In an accusatory tone, Tommy said, "You know you're gonna have to pay for this, right?" I tried to scan his face for signs of joking, but couldn't make out anything. After a moment of silence; he chuckled, and my tensed body immediately relaxed. I let out a nervous laugh as he said, "Come up with me; I want you to see something." Those around me started to murmur among themselves, and I knew I had no choice but to follow along.

Leading me up to what seemed to be his room, nerves came over me. Why was I being brought up? What is he going to do to me? I could only follow him as he opened his door, revealing his room. He kept his room messy; it was clear he didn't care about keeping it well-kept, but it added an unkempt charm to his persona. Weakly, I asked, "So, why did you want me to come up?" He shuffled around his dresser for a change of clothes, and as he lifted his stained shirt over his chest, I couldn't help but look. I was practically drooling, staring at his rippling muscles. After putting on a black tank top, he turned back to me. I was caught in a trance. His muscles bulged through his shirt, putting me in a frenzy. If his muscles were that big, just imagine his cock. Fortunately, I wouldn't have to wonder for long, as he closed the distance between us, placing his huge arms in between me and the slightly ajar door, closing it with a powerful thud. Looking up at him, I tried to formulate some kind of response, but could only let out mumbles. His fingers grazed my lips, as he said in a low tone, "I still remember you from the gym, I know you've been avoiding me, I just wanna know why."

I exclaimed in response, "I literally got hard in front of you, I was so fucking embarrassed!" He took a moment to appraise my features, analyzing me with lustful eyes. I was clearly nervous, but I wasn't dumb. This was a clear advance, and if I didn't take my chance, I might never get it again. taking advantage of the moment, I said, "But I know now, if you feel the same way, then you can take me however you want." A dark look came over his face as he smiled, taking the hint.

His huge arms grabbed my waist, and I found myself weak under his touch. In a haze of deep kisses and constant neck bites, we eventually made it to the bed. I can still feel his thrusts now, his massive cock looming over me as I could only take it, my body becoming one with his. After dumping his seed in me, I could only feel one thing: euphoria. His cock had me hypnotized, and I kept going back, day after day. My grades have gone down, and I barely go home, but it's all worth it to be with his dick. I practically live with him now, his personal hole to use whenever he needs to get his rocks off. I don't know how he's done it, but he got me hook, line, and sinker.

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Team Player

David is my hero, the quarterback of the team, the top of his class, and the most popular guy on campus by far. I aspired to be like him, which is why I joined the team in the first place. Everything I did was to get his attention, and I was pumped for our first game of the semester, even though we were up against one of the best teams in the conference.

A blur of plays and calls followed, and in the chaos of the game, time seemed to pass by in an instant. With adrenaline flowing through me, I tried to make a field goal that would at least tie us with them. It was supposed to be my greatest moment, but I missed it. We lost. The world had greyed out from around me, as the rival team cheered their victory, and teammates patted my back for a good effort, I could only stand, motionless. Finally gathering myself, I looked around for David, hoping to explain myself to him, or at least absolve myself of shame, but I couldn't find him anywhere. Giving up, I headed to the locker room with the rest of the team.

My teammates broke into a cacophony in the locker room, "You're in trouble, newbie!" One teammate said in the far back. "I'm jealous, we didn't even lose my first year," another said. Owen, our center, whispered to me, "If you don't want to I'm down to swap!" Completely confused about what anyone was talking about, I asked Owen incredulously, "What the hell do you mean, and where's David?" I saw surprise and then amusement cross over Owen's face, as he replied under his breath, "Well, when we lose, David makes the newbie suck his cock, it's his way of blowing off steam." My eyes widened as complete and utter shock came over me, and I stammered, "Wha-" Before I could even get my question out, Owen spoke again, "Now you don't have to of course, and as I said before, I'm completely down to swap, I haven't had the chance to in ages!"

As the locker room cleared out, I was left alone with my thoughts. I looked up the address on the piece of paper; it was clearly David's place. My crush on him had started since freshman year, and if there was even a chance I could take it further, I had to take it. I contemplated my options; I go to his place and have a chance to give my crush a BJ, or swap and potentially regret it for the rest of my college life. Confronted with this; I made the obvious choice and was met by David as I got to his house. Within seconds, we were upstairs, and he pressed his lips into mine as we kissed. It was as if I was in a dream, and with my brain short-circuiting, I couldn't even question why this was his way of blowing off steam after a loss.

He pulled down his shorts, revealing his massive cock, and as my eyes widened, he let out a slight chuckle. Getting on my knees, I looked up at David for any further direction, to which he simply looked at me, and then his dick. Taking the hint, I slowly started sucking his cock, my tongue swirling around his tip as he grunted in pleasure. My heart was racing, "I really am sucking him off," I thought, as I continued. Suddenly, David took my head in his hands, pushed me into his cock, and moved my head back and forth, faster and faster. "Fuck, Fuckkk, Fuckkkk," David said in a low grunt as if he was holding back. In a moment, cum gushed from his tip, filling my throat as he pressed my head deeper.

I had thought David was done ravaging me, but he kept going, cumming all over my face. Now thoroughly done with me, he pulled his shorts back up, clearly finished. He threw a towel in my direction, which landed squarely on my face. It felt as if I was being hurried out like he was finished with me. I shouldn't feel sad right now; I just got to suck off the hottest guy I know. People would kill for the chance that I had, yet I still contemplated pushing things further. Deep within me, I didn't want things to end; I wanted more. In a flurry of emotion, I yelled, "Fuck you! How are you going to make me suck you off and not fuck me?"

My words were met with silence.

It seemed like I had crossed an invisible line, gone past the point of no return; I just didn't know the consequences. I kept my gaze on him, not breaking eye contact. With just a look he could make you cum, and he knew it. His expression darkened with desire as he finally said, "Go to my room, now." The order sent a shiver down my spine, and as my gaze slowly averted down to his shorts, I noticed his cock once again bulging in it. Unable to even respond, I let out a gulp, nodded, and walked to his room.

As his chain dangled over me, I could feel each rhythmic thrust, a mark of his many past sexual conquests. It was pure ecstasy; my dreams had come true. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as he continued pressing into me, holding me close as his cock went deeper and deeper. As I could feel him pound into me, He had ravaged me completely. "I really just fucked my hero," I thought to myself, a smile coming over me. "After that, I might want us to lose again," David said with a smirk. Nestling myself in his arms, I replied, "How about we do it when we win instead?" Ruffling my hair, he simply answered, "New deal; I'll fuck you anytime."

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Campus Files: Carson

People always said he was full of himself, cocky, and even a narcissist, but Carson didn't care. Carson knew his place was at the top, where he deserved to be. He believed all alphas deserved priority treatment, and he would walk around campus as if he owned the place.

It was the expectation that all new students submit to Carson, lest they face his, "special discipline." Nobody had been brave enough to challenge him, and thus the discipline method remained unknown. You would decide to call his bluff, knowing that most of these types tended to be all bark and no bite. As Carson demanded you submit, you would meet his demand with a simple, "And what if I don't?" All around you, people became silent, with the tension in the air becoming palpable. Carson's expression would remain unchanged as he said, "Then let's take this to the bathroom."

Expecting a fight, you braced yourself as you two entered the bathroom, and as he locked the door behind you two, you prepared for the worst. Carson would begin taking off his shirt, and soon, he would close the distance between you two, the air becoming noticeably hot. As he showed off his huge muscles, his deep voice would break your trance, "Feel it." Unable to resist the order, you would feel up his massive bicep, and as you moved around his powerful body, a shiver would rush through you as the temperature increased more and more. Caught in his trance, you could only beg to be fucked, and he would oblige your request, pounding you senseless. After what would seem like an eternity, he would finally ask, "Learned your lesson yet?" With cum everywhere it could possibly be, and Carson's hard cock still in you, you knew you had been beat. With a simple nod, you collapsed into Carson, weak from his ravaging of you.

In a show of grace, he would clean you up, and help you out. As your face lay flushed, and your body weak, even your pride couldn't get your body to resist his help and do things on your own. Carson did take care to ensure you were well, which, given how he fucked you, was desperately needed. As the two of you left the bathroom, Carson put his massive arm around your neck and pulled you in, roughing up your hair to your great annoyance. It was clear who had won, and the campus hierarchy remained. In the following days, Carson would take an interest in you, with your rebellious nature piquing his desire. He would make you his next great conquest, which meant you were now his. Instead of making an example out of you, he would decide to make you his personal favorite, using you whenever he needed. He was the king on campus, and now you were one of his many concubines.