The alarm sounded at 0515.
Sleepily, I reached across the bedside table and smacked the reset button.
Slowly, the fuzz of sleep left me and I realised – fuck! It’s Tuesday!
Tuesday was the day Mr Radisch had an 0800 lecture, so he had to be in the
gym by 0615 which meant . . . but you don’t need to know my timetable -
that’s my job!
Reposted from the Nifty Archive From: Robert Hanlen Subject: Jock Sniffer The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real people is entirely coincidental. If male-to-male sexual scenes offend you, then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years old, the laws in most areas state that [...]
