My first morning i woke up to him working out his sweat would roll down his abs to his underwear, the wet underwear would give me sight of his bulge. ... got this weird feeling in my stomach watching him. He was about to finish working out, i wish him good morning and he did the same. He finished his work out and went to kitchen to make me a coffee. After giving me the coffee he sat next to me, and we chatted about my relationship. He asked me if i didnt mind him in his undies i said no, to which. "They both pushed me aside and left the kitchen. Sometimes people ask me why I put up with such harassment and indignity but they just don't get it. Every jock in this house (aside from Billy, he's a bit of a jerk) will always stand up for me any time I am in trouble. I can't even tell you how many times I have been cornered by some bully who was ready to beat me to a pulp and suddenly fell to the ground while several of these men beat him into an unrecognizable pool of bigotry. And how many. I had made a few friends in halls, but I was still trying to balance being away from home. I hadn't started looking at internet porn yet. (Although a third year pointed me at some sites later that year.) And my sexual experimentation began and ended with knowing that there was a lock on my room door, and no-one was going to find the porn mag down the back of my bed. I still felt guilty masturbating.Steve, a somewhat aging resist student, tried to take me under his wing, we'd played the odd game. I found some of the pictures you’ve saved on the computer and read some of the self-bondage stories you downloaded, too. I was thinking you might try some of it yourself while I was out of town. One story really got me thinking about it; the one where the guy surprises his wife by tying himself up for her. I thought maybe I could switch it up a bit by having someone catch you at it and taking control.” At that point, she removed my gag.Through my aching jaws I asked, “But how did you know I.