That Little Secret - Part 2
They say that once you pop, you just can't stop. Well, the memory of that rod up my ass left me no choice.
The morning after getting absolutely railed, staying in bed wasn't an option; I had to get to campus. The world kept spinning, even if my asshole felt like it was on fire. Arriving at UM, I made a massive effort not to limp, but my legs just wouldn't cooperate. Out of habit, I walked straight into the frat house lounge without thinking about the consequences. When I got there, I saw the guys gathered around the table, pla...