I am man kept in a sorority house (or all-female uni hall of residence if you’re in the UK like me). Why is that? I’m simply a slab of meat for all the women here to use for their sexual pleasure, to let off steam, to be taken to a higher plane of sexual stimulation or simply to be banged, quick, fast and dirty. The sorority pay my expenses (a few clothes for outfits, gym equipment, massage oils) and in return I keep myself in peak physical condition and always ready to satisfy – on whatever terms they like. My pleasure, whilst not ignored, is not really the priority.

Sensual love making? Want to tie me up? Ride me into next week? Want to be tied up? Be railed into next week? Need to let off steam at a stressful time? Lie back and let my tongue work its magic? Yell in my face "my tits are down here" as you grab my head and push me between them? Want to be lifted off your feet and fucked urgently against the wall? Wrap your legs around my waist and let me carry you to pleasure town? Hone your BJ skills? Fulfil some threesome fantasies? Something more athletic? Or experimental? No judgement role play with plenty of fun? All of those and more.

Different girls have different needs and I’m always happy to talk about what they might want. I’ve outfits ranging from business smart to a barely there loincloth to a kilt. A girl’s relationship status is irrelevant. In fact, many of the attached girls try new things with me, then take that knowledge back to their oblivious boyfriends.

The Head of the Sorority has first dibs on me

For a prospective new member of the sorority, the final stage of joining is everyone gathering round to watch her have sex with me until she has a very public orgasm in front of all the other members of the sorority. Everyone will see their O face.

Kinks list: having fun, oral, hands everywhere, body contact, grinding, lots cum, public sex, multiple orgasms, nymphos, consent, reference photos

Limits: usual things - anything incest or toilet related, violence, no underage