1. His last Refuge Pt:1


    Date: 8/10/2015, Categories: First Time, Gay Male, Shemales, Author: dani99887, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    His last refuge I was sitting in the library, trying to read, but I was constantly distracted by the chatter behind me. They didn’t know that I could actually hear every word of their gossip. Just a moment ago, they were talking about some fat k** with his abusive father; however, it soon switched to John. John was a tall, handsome and strong sophomore Quarterback. He was basically a celebrity in the university, every guy wanted to be his friend and every girl wanted to be his. "….Dunno why he hangs out with him. I mean they just don’t go together, you know what I mean?" said the squeaky sounding girl. "I know. I was about to talk to John once but I didn’t because he just wouldn't leave his side." the other girl replied "As if you would have actually talked to him even if he wasn't there. Anyway, they are roommates so nothing we can do about them hanging together." With a sinking feeling, I realized that they were talking about me, but I wasn't surprised. "Oh I know. We could offer John to share our room if he wants to get away from him" I didn’t wait to hear squeaky's answer. I quietly got up and went back to my room. This kind of treatment started during the junior year of high school. I hit puberty along with most of my classmates; the only problem was that even though I became a little hairy, I was still short and petite; my feminine features didn’t help either. I was constantly bullied and beaten up, just for my lunch money. Nobody helped me because they were either ...
    afraid to say anything or just horny for my tormentors. When I came to University I was determined to do anything to prevent this from happening again. So, when I realized that my roommate is a complete jock, I immediately began trying to impress him. I was hoping to become his friend. So, on the first night that I met John, I made lunch and dinner for both of us, wore my best clothes and even wore my scented cologne. When he saw what I had done for him he was really surprised, but his cool and confident look soon came back and said in a deep slow voice "It smells really nice, thank you". Then he sat down and immediately began to eat, without waiting for me to sit down. After that we ate in absolute silence. The silence was very eerie but I couldn't talk or eat, because if this failed I would have five years of pure torture to look forward to. By the time he finished with the meal, my knees were shaking and I was sweating. He looked at me kindly and said "Thank you for volunteering to cook for me, I am terrible at all this girly stuff" even though he had just called me girly I felt really happy and automatically said "no problem". After about a week I was not only cooking but also cleaning the room and doing his dirty laundry for him. I really liked his cologne; I always smelled his clothes before washing them. Once I even stole his undershirt, I though that he won't miss it. Sometime during the first month he confessed that he was used to sl**ping naked and couldn’t sl**p for ...
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