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Subject: Becoming Tylers, Part 1 (college m/m) This sets things up for a lot of sex in future chapters. Usual disclaimers - don't read this if you shouldn't be reading it. As always, is a free service and can use your donations, please donate if you can. Feel free to write me at the above email address. Will respond to all. _____ The guy who answered my ad on DoubleList was not what I was expecting. But before we get to him, here's the ad: *quot;6'3, 210 lb, brown hair, blue eyes lean masculine muscle jock. Hair in all the right places. 32 year-old professional. Big dick, nice bubble ass. Looking for masculine top jock bros (25-45) who want to get behind closed doors and use my holes. Love showing off in locker rooms, hanging out naked and getting fucked hard. Also up for dom/sub scenes and very kink friendly. D/d free and on PreP. Prefer raw. Hit me up with stats and pics and let's get this going. Joe*quot; I got the usual responses. Really out of shape guys who were older and cheating on their wives. Pic collectors and time wasters who were never really going to meet up but wanted to swap emails for hours. A few guys looked interested but nothing that really got me going. Then I get Tyler's email. *quot;Hey, I'm Tyler, a 19 year old sophomore at the local college. Saw your ad. I'm probably not your type, but I think I know what you want. I'm 5'7, slim, pretty hairless with shaggy blonde hair, green eyes and a 9*quot; thick fuck stick that I know how to use. Walking down the street everyone would guess you're the top, but behind closed doors you do what I say.*quot; He included a pic naked from the waist up, which looked like it could have been from a teen surfer movie with smooth tan skin, a white smile and a little scruff. He also included a pic of his massive tool. I've seen a lot of big dicks before but his was amazing. Thick veiny shaft rising to the perfect cockhead. His low hanging balls looked like they were full of cum. But fuck, he was only 19 and a college kid. I was an up-and-coming lawyer with a house and car, and tons of friends. To them, I was the in control alpha jock. There was no demetevler escort way I could bring this Twink anywhere without catching a ton of shit for it from pretty much everyone I knew. I wish I could say I listened to my brain but one more look at that dick pic and I shot Tyler a response. We went back and forth a bit and the conversation seemed pretty easy. He was an interesting kid, majoring in math and kind of a nerd. Not really my type but there was definitely something sexy about him. And I realized after a while that he was getting me to tell him a lot about myself, my sexual experiences and what I liked. We figured out that his dorm was near my gym so we decided to meet for a cup of coffee the next day after my workout at 4 PM. *quot;Hey Joe, can I ask you to so something for me?*quot; he wrote in an email. *quot;Sure, Tyler, what?*quot; *quot;Could you come to the Starbuck's in your gym shorts, jock and tank? I'd really like to see that.*quot; *quot;Um, ok sure*quot; I responded. I wasn't sure why but I was already looking for his approval and to please him just after this short amount of time. *quot;Great, see you tomorrow!*quot; All night and the next day I debated cancelling. I would just email him and tell him I changed my mind and move on to some jock bro my own age. But there was something about this kid that I couldn't put my finger on. I was drawn to him. I wanted to please him and I if I'm honest I wanted a go at his cock. I told myself it would be a one-shot thing and not to overthink it. And yet, I couldn't stop thinking about it. I picked out a sexy tight pair of shorts and a tank from my college crew team and had a good workout. I skipped cardio because I didn't want to get too sweaty ahead of the meet but worked abs, legs and chest, which always puts me in a good endorphin high. I took a look at myself in the mirror and it was a pretty hot guy staring me back. When I got to Starbuck's, Tyler was already there at a corner table and called me over. Holy shit he looked good. He was wearing board shorts and a bilabong t-shirt and wearing flip flops. dikmen escort He was small but very sexy. We shook hands and he spent a lot of time looking at me from head to toe. *quot;Fuck Joe, you look great. Your body is amazing and you're even better looking in person.*quot; He had a fantastic smile. We shot the shit for about an hour, the usual where we grew up, family situations, my work at the law firm, his studies. Every once and while our legs would touch and it sent an electric shock right through me. His voice was sexy and assertive and I liked it. All of a sudden, Tyler got a serious look on his face, took a sip of his iced coffee and said *quot;Joe, I think we need to talk a little about expectations going forward, is that ok?*quot; *quot;Sure Tyler, what do you mean?*quot; I asked, not really knowing where this was going. *quot;The conversation has been great, but I want you to understand that what I say goes. Your jock pussy is mine, your jock throat is mine. Your jock body is mine. Is that clear? If not, it's been great meeting you.*quot; I was rock hard in my shorts, but I didn't know how to answer. I mean, I was practical a foot taller than this kid and easily outweighed him by 80 lbs of muscle. I was used to bottoming for jock bros, my age or older, but I was 13 years older than Tyler. He could be my younger brother. He could see the confusion on my face but he didn't say anything. He just stared at me with those intense eyes and waited. It seemed like forever but it was probably only a minute when in a low and raspy voice I said *quot;Yes, Tyler, I understand.*quot; Tyler smiled and just stared at me, which made me anxious and confused. Did I do something wrong already? Was this all just a joke to him? He saw the look on my face and in a calm voice said *quot;I need you to say it Joe.*quot; More confusion. *quot;I need you to tell me your jock pussy is mine, your jock throat is mine, and your jock body is mine. I need you to say it out loud, Joe.*quot; He continued to stare at me intently. Could I do that? Could I say those words out loud in public? What if someone elvankent escort heard? I looked around the coffee shop straining to see if people were listening to us. Tyler kept staring. Finally in a low voice I said *quot;My jock pussy is yours, my jock throat is yours and my jock body is yours.*quot; I was beet red and hung my head in shame. *quot;Louder, Joe. I need to know that you mean it.*quot; Clearing my throat and looking around I said it louder. *quot;My jock pussy is yours, my jock throat is yours and my jock body is yours.*quot; I slumped in my seat. *quot;Good boy, Joe. You look cute when you're all red and embarrassed like that.*quot; He brought his foot up casually and touched my package. *quot;And you're rock hard too. I bet if I kept this up I could make you cum right here.*quot; I panicked and brought my hand up to block his foot. Anger flashed through Tyler's eyes and he smacked the table drawing some attention over to us. *quot;Don't ever do that again, Joe. Now say it again.*quot; I was deep red with humiliation and my face was burning. I could feel people in the coffee shop looking at me. *quot;Say it, Joe.*quot; *quot;My jock pussy is yours, my jock throat is yours and my jock body is yours.*quot; *quot;Good boy, but you're going to have to prove to me that I'm not wasting my time, Joe. You really disappointed me.*quot; *quot;I understand, Tyler. I'm so sorry.*quot; Fuck, why was I apologizing to this kid? *quot;Joe, I want you to take your gym bag and go to the bathroom. I want you to take your jock off and come back to the table. Do it now.*quot; I started to protest but one look from Tyler told me I needed to keep my mouth shut. I got up, grabbed my gym bag and walked to the restroom. Thankfully it was one of those unisex bathrooms so I was alone. I splashed water on my face. What the fuck was I doing. I should just end this and go home. I liked being a bottom, but behind closed doors. Not out in public. Not humiliated like this. But I knew I wasn't going home. I took off my jock and put it in the bag. Even half hard, my dick was obscene in these light gym shorts. You could see the outline clearly and the head clearly. I splashed more water on my face held my gym bag in front of my crotch and walked back to toward the table. As I got half way I could see the disappointment in Tyler's face. And I knew. I knew what he wanted. I could feel my face flushing as I lowered the gym bag to my side and continued walking to the table. Tyler smiled and said *quot;Let's take a walk on campus.*quot;