Iheysupnmu - Whatever Turns Me On

Jared was the president of my fraternity in college. He was loved by everybody. Girls all over the school liked him because he was gorgeous, athletic, and confident as fuck. Guys liked him because he attracted a gaggle of hot girls anywhere he went, plus he knew how to have a good time. Everyone was eager to please him.

He was totally aware of the effect he had on people and got away with anything he wanted. One time, we were hosting some day drinking games in the back yard of the house. We were on opposite teams, and he knocked the shit out of me. He came over to offer me a hand up. It was the first moment I appreciated how awe-inspiring he was: tall, naturally muscular, cocky enough to pull off short shorts and a mustache, able to play football with a beer in his hand. He slapped my ass after helping me up, and whispered in my ear, “Good boy.”

College was the first time I ever saw guys playing rugby, and boy, what a revelation that was. These guys were all huge like this dude. Big and muscular -- not in a weird roided out way like a lot of body builders, but also not in a flimsy male-model way. They were manly, thick with muscle, and able to put those muscles to work. I could be a bit pervy at times, taking my homework out to the field where they practices and watching them play, often with their shirts off. Part of me wanted to be one of them, to have a body like this one. But as I’ve grown older, I realize I wanted to be used by them, like the girls they’d fuck. I imagine what it would be like to ride one of them, with my hands on their chest, as a huge cock dug its way inside of me until it evoked a powerful feminine orgasm inside of me. Woof.

GUNS 💪🏼

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