Not Entirely Straight: Straight to Gay First Time

I'm straight, really. The straightest man not just in college, but in the whole world. When my eyes divert to the hot beefcake across from me, it doesn't mean that I feel anything alien for him. It certainly doesn't even hint that he's anything more than a possible role model. I know he's excessively tall, always overconfident, and thinks that his package is the biggest ever - and truly, the latter just might be true, given that little sneak peek I had...

It shouldn't have happened.

My supposed 'role model' caught a whiff of what was going on and now has me in his iron sights. He's easing me into his world where everyone is unhinged, we can experiment beyond what's safe for straight guys like us, and we all pop our V-passes. It's hard. It's rock-hard and I'm already dreaming that I'll forever remain his filthy plaything.