It started out as a college assignment. Me, a pretty standard nerdy guy. I'm a bit lanky, with a beard and glasses---and I was paired together with one of the hottest girls on campus. There was no group of guys that didn't fantasize about her. Goth guys. Jocks. Dungeons and Dragons nerds. They all would literally stop their conversations and their jaws would drop as they walked you go by. And here I was, paired up with you to work on a class project.

******Skip to three weeks later***

You're getting lunch with some friends when your phone buzzes. You check it quickly and make sure no one else can see who the message is from. "Ohhh, do you have a boyfriend?!" One of the guys ask. "No, are you joking?" You say, trying to act as natural as possible, "It's just a reminder to call my parents..." And as you make your excuse you leave in a rush. You double check to make sure you had put on the type of panties I like---a tiny g-string, beneath your skinny jeans. Of course, there was no reason to check, I had made you throw away any panties that weren't that.

You read the text again. "I need to jerk off." That's all it said and you knew what it meant. You were the jack off toy that was going to get me off. That was the deal. If I ever had to jack off with my own hand again, this whole thing would be off. You roll your eyes and make sure no one sees you slipping into my building..

Trying something new today! A secret one-sided hook up. Did I blackmail you? Are you doing it so I can help you with your grades? Or maybe, did you just secretly fall for me? Maybe I'm a misogynist of some kind and told you'd I'd never date a girl like you--and you fell for the idea of wanting to do anything to prove that you were worthy of a man's affections? I love detailed writing and some personality!

Kinks: One-sided pleasure, using you as a form of "jerking off," anal/painal, anal creampies, deepthroating/throatfucking, throatpies, free use, reluctance/dubcon, tiny g-strings, propped up cleavage, ponytails, objectification, self-objectifiying dirty talk from you

Limits: feet, bathroom fluids, extreme violence, hyper anything, animals.