Chapter 1: Cornered in the Quad
The campus quad buzzed with late-night stragglers as Jordan pinned Alex against the brick wall, his eyes gleaming with calculated mischief. "Well, well, if it isn't the big straight shot-caller who thought outing me at the frat party was peak comedy. How's that ego tasting now, Alex?"
Alex smirked, though his voice wavered. "It was a joke, Jordan. Lighten up. You're not seriously dragging me into some revenge fantasy."
"Oh, it's no fantasy," Jordan shot back, stepping closer, his breath hot. "It's payback. You made me look weak. Now you're going to beg like the horny little bitch you are. Get on your knees and ask nicely for my cock."
Alex laughed nervously, but heat flushed his cheeks. "Beg? For gay sex? I'm straight, man. This is forced bullshit."
Jordan's grin sharpened. "Straight? That's cute. Your body's already betraying you—look at that hard outline in your jeans. Admit it, you're dripping wet with curiosity. Say it: 'Please, Jordan, fuck my ass with your cock.' Make it witty or I'll make it humiliating."
Sweating under the pressure, Alex's resistance cracked as Jordan's hand grazed his thigh. "Fine, you win this round. Please... give me your cock. I need it hard in my ass. Humiliate me if you must, but don't stop."
Jordan chuckled, pushing him down. "That's the spirit. Now open wide for that blowjob you've been panting for. Your pussy ass is wet and dripping already—how pathetic and perfect."
The air thickened with tension, bodies pressing close, leading to an explosive clash of revenge and raw desire as clothes hit the floor.
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