Power Chapter Fifteen: Finals

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CHAPTER 15: Finals And in answer to your next question, no, I’ve never fucked a chicken I had to study a lot for my History final. The other courses were a breeze, even Music Theory. Ultimately it was like math, just another way to express concepts. Mrs. Toyoda’s heavy accent had made history classwork difficult. I had A’s in all courses but that. I had a C in History, and the final would make a big difference. The Psych Department called and said I had a paying job for a final exam. Fortunately, it was the day after my History final. I stayed up the entire night before the exam studying. Janice came over to the room and got naked. I asked her to leave; I really needed to study. She got really mad, put on her clothes and stormed out of the room. Jay let me study. He went into the first floor lounge, but Craig was taking on all cummers and Jay just wasn’t interested. He tried the upstairs lounge, but that was where everybody was letting off steam with loud noise. He stopped in and spoke with Jack for a while. Drew was there when he arrived, but left immediately. He later described the visit. Jay said that he knew Jack very much preferred girls but occasionally fooled around with other guys. Jack replied that if this was a come-on the answer was no; he had already turned down another guy that night. Jay told him he wanted to talk about the subject and sex with Jack was out of the question. Jay told him, “I’ve been fucking girls left and right here at Anthony. I thought I was a big stud in high school with a lot of sexual experience. I could not have been more wrong. My sexual experience is now infinitely beyond what it was in high school. “I have fooled around with a couple of guys. The girl I’m seeing likes that, so if it pleases her it pleases me. The thing is, I’ve done some stuff when she’s not around. Does that make me gay?” Jack was direct alsancak escort and to the point. “No, it probably makes you a typical straight man. At some time in their lives most straight men have at least one experience with a guy. Here at Anthony, the “at least” part is usually surpassed quickly. The atmosphere is completely accepting of any kind of consensual sex among adults. Guys who are curious get to explore their curiosity and not be ashamed.” Jay asked if it was just curiosity, or if something more might be behind it. Jack answered him directly. “There’s a straight guy in the dorm who has a crush on me.” Jay knew immediately he was talking about Drew. “He even fucked a guy in front of me to show what he was capable of. I finally had to shut him down. “As a Senior Resident I am not allowed to have sexual or romantic relationships with anybody in the dorm. The sex might be forgiven, but not romance. This guy wants romance more than he wants sex. And that’s pretty typical. At Anthony guys who have very close buddies can get physically affectionate with them and nobody judges. The same goes for the girls. Bromance is accepted in general society as a very close emotional relationship with another guy; it just isn’t accepted that they get physical.” Jay confessed that he had had mutual masturbation twice with a guy, and once sucked his dick. Jack asked if it was a good buddy, no names were needed. Jay figured he knew who it was, but didn’t volunteer my name. “Yeah, it’s a close buddy. We have a great friendship and it seems natural for us to express affection for each other, including physically.” Jack told him to stop worrying. They continued chatting and Jay came back to the room. I decided to get a shower to try and revive myself during the study marathon. I heard the shower running as I approached the alsancak escort bayan door. Drew was in the shower. With Janice and a girl I didn’t know. Drew was fucking Janice and they were sharing the other girl’s pussy. I decided to ignore them, but that was impossible. The other girl was a knockout. She was almost six feet tall, had long blonde hair and a figure to die for. I jerked off during the shower, watching the show. They were still going at it when I left. I got back to the room and Jay wanted to talk. Since it was just an hour to my final, I decided it would be senseless to try and cram any further, so we talked. Jay told me about his discussion with Jack. He wanted my input. I referred him to Dr. Wagoner and told him to take the assessment and discuss it with her. Then we would talk. I got dressed and went to my dreaded History final. We sat down with blue notebooks in front of us. I think she said, “Open the test book,” but it could have been “Do you want fries with that?” Her accent was a real problem. Everyone else opened their test books and she didn’t shoot any of them, so I opened mine. The entire test was on the out-of-class work; there was nothing from the lectures. That was the best gift I could have received. From her lectures I couldn’t tell if the Iroquois were actually aliens, or were descended from Irish explorers who visited the New World before Columbus, or maybe were an Eastern tribe of the Sioux. The out of class work I knew backwards and forwards. I actually felt good leaving the test. I had aced it, and squeaked out a B in the course. When I got back to the room Jay wanted to talk some more. I wanted to sleep. I told him to see Dr. Wagoner, and then we’d talk. Drew stopped by to ask if I minded if he started dating Janice. I told him he could date the Queen of fucking Escort alsancak Belgium if he wanted to; please just let me sleep. They let me sleep. The next day was my job for one of the Psych finals. As instructed I reported fully dressed. I was told to take a seat in the front of the room. There were only four students in the course, and one of them would be interviewing me. The student who interviewed me was a junior. It was the knockout blonde from the shower scene with Drew and Janice. I was immediately in love. Or at least in lust, which for now was about the same thing. Her name was Sylvia. She interviewed me about my sex life since junior high school. Yes, I had dated in junior high. Yes, I kissed one of my dates once, but it never went any further. Yes, I had dated in high school, and my senior year I had a steady girlfriend. Yes, we had kissed. No, we did not have sex in high school. We never even fooled around in high school. In answer to some further questions I told her we had not seen one another naked, but at the final party of the summer she saw me in my underwear. Yes, I was very embarrassed, and related the story about her girlfriends seeing me and taking my picture. Had I dated at Anthony. “You bet your ass I have,” I said. I think I was still a little sleep deprived, and courteous answers were beyond my grasp. Had I kissed any of the girls? “On many places on their bodies from their heads to their toes and everywhere in between.” Had I seen any of them naked? “Most of them; a lot of them were certainly naked but I didn’t actually see them because I was blindfolded while eating their pussies.” She took that in stride. Had I had sexual intercourse with any of them? Yes, with many of them. Had I received fellatio from any of them? She started to explain what fellatio was, and I stopped her. “Yes, I’ve gotten blow jobs from quite a few.” Had I had anal intercourse with any of them? “Not at Anthony, but with my high school girlfriend when I was home over Thanksgiving.” She just made a mark on my paper and went on. “Had you kissed any guys before you came to Anthony? I could see where this was going and started getting a little nervous.

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