3dge-m3:Of course.
I’ve got public photos that are saucier than the pic I sent—all faceless. Really, it’s just the one photo. I’m shirtless with a dozen hands touching my bare chest, greedy for me. As sexy as it looks, I know the magician’s secret. Terrence and some guys from the hockey team agreed to help me model the shot becausethat’s what bros do.
TwinkleTop:Then you should have no problems being a good boy for me.
3dge-m3:Should I call you Daddy or do you prefer something else?
TwinkleTop:Aren’t you a gentleman? Daddy is good. I like calling my littles sluts, but I don’t think you’ve earned that title yet.
I get a photo of a hairy ass, thick in every way imaginable. A long, thin, white tail is raised just enough not to block the view.
The door to my dorm slams open. Three more bulky, beer-buzzed hockey players pile into my dorm room. In a panic I nearly spike my phone into the foam padding our college passes off as a mattress.
“You didn’t lock up?” I shout across the room at Terrence, who lifts his head in a daze.
“Sorry, Rod.” Leroy is at the back of the hockey player train, sticking out with his bright red skin. His horns poke out of a black beanie, and a sharp tail flicks behind him. “We wanted to make sure Terrence got back alright.”
“Well, he did.” I’m very proud of myself for keeping my voice to a minimum level of squeak. Now if I could stop being half-hard. Thankfully, the two other hockey bros are more interested in Terrence, one guy rubbing his back while the other plays soft bongos on his ass.
Leroy’s voice drops down to his Team Captain voice. “Alright that’s enough.”
I’m not the focus of his ire but goosebumps rise across my arms and legs.
The two guys avoid Leroy as they sulk out of my dorm room. Unfortunately, Leroy doesn’t follow. He takes over where his teammates left off and ruffles Terrence’s hair. “Make sure you drink electrolytes. We’re meeting the new coach tomorrow. Rod—”
“Nope!” I cut him off before I can be intimidated. “I’m not babysitting him. There’s gatorade in the mini fridge. He can figure it out when he’s sobered up.”
Terrence lifts his head, wiggling his arms forward so he can rest his chin on his forearms. “You think the new guy will be chill?”
Fuck.Why is he now cognizant? I need Leroy to get outand Terrance to pass out so I can ask hairy and submissive what all that tail can do.
Leroy shakes his head. “Even if he’s a good guy he’ll be a real hardass to start. But hey, that means we won’t have to break in the freshmen.”
“Bro,what’s the deal with that new center?”
Leroy snorts. “Guy got recruited hard and he knows it. Shits gone to his head before the seasons even started”
Terrance gets a bit too excited. “A couple checks right into the glass and I’ll bet he’ll–”
“Am I going to have to report you two for hazing?” To Leroy’s credit, he looks at me apologetically, but I’m not about to let him off the hook. “There are still two drunk dingbats you’ve got to go corral.”
Terrance drones a low ‘oooooh’ like we’re back in high school and Leroy got called to the office. Leroy shrugs him off, shooting us both that great-for-promo smile as he leaves the room.
As he shuts the door, he gives us a quick, “G’dnight.”
I type my reply to 3dge-m3 a bit too fast
TwinkleTop:w rh that tahl do
I stare at my screen, hoping 3dge-m3 is too horny to care.
3dge-m3:Anything you want, Daddy.
3dge-m3:You are asking about my tail right?
I smile to myself, checking on Terrence before slipping a hand under my PJ pants. He’s rolled over, his back facing me. I take my time typing out the message, giving myself slow, deep strokes.
TwinkleTop:Maybe. There’s a lot I want to do to your body. Play with your ass while I tease your tight hole.