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 you’re just too young to read [...]




