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Went back to my alma mater for a football game a few weeks ago. I have a few buddies who are still in school and their fraternity throws the biggest tailgate on campus. I was talking to a sophomore maybe she was a junior? Game over. Swallowed up by a sprawling fraternity house. I know fraternity guys get a bad rap, but I knew these guys all had good he on their shoulders and were high quality individuals. I assured her of that. I was still a little concerned. Jessie was too. She started crying even more hysterically after our failed attempts at finding her.
She sat down on the couch and I asked her to call her other friends, but their phones were dead. I gave her a hug and tried to tell her that we could keep looking, when the door busted open. It was one of the guys who lived in the house, with Michelle in tow, obviously shithammered drunk.
I quickly saw how messed up the situation was. A GDI sitting on a couch with a crying girl.
I was screwed. Also, his girl had left and now I was stuck in a room with this asshole who was ready to pound my face. I thought about jumping out of a window. He let go of my shirt and whipped around. Did you make her cry? He was shockingly sympathetic, offered me a beer and we headed back outside. We were steadily hooking up for a few weeks and the ex had been texting her for a few days, wanting to meet up and talk, as desperate exes do from time to time. I was ready to break things off with this chick due to overwhelming guilt.
I was ashamed to look in the mirror. Not even kidding. So, the night I planned on breaking it off, we ended up having sex before even having the conversation.
So let me cut to the chase. We had finished up and I was ready to have the talk with her. As you can probably guess, the worst possible outcome happened next. Her ex showed up at the apartment. I threw my clothes on, shot her a death stare the entire time, booked it down the stairs and out the back exit.
I decided to take a walk before hailing a cab home.
Maybe that would cure the blue balls. After cooling off a bit, I got into a cab and headed home. It had been close to an hour after I had left her apartment.
I was shifting uncomfortably in the backseat, mostly to accommodate my swollen balls. Then something else started bothering me. I still had the condom on and it was dry. Yes, lube dries and so does pre. Semen turns into super glue when it dries, mind you. The pre had somehow made its way down to the base of the condom and it had adhered to everything. I rushed into my apartment and hopped in the shower and blasted my crotch with warm water. I thought I was good to go. As I peeled off the condom, it was like tearing a band-aid off.
The pain was unbearable. Imagine trying to rip off your own manhood. It was horrifying. In total, the process took 30 seconds, but it felt like a lifetime. Somehow, I was all healed up by the next morning and there was no damage to be seen.
That first story should be an example of how the perception of good fraternity men are. He was ready to pound face but only at a someone who may have treated the girl like shit. And when he realized what happened he made it right and got everyone a beer.
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