Turning fag out
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i wrote the other day about Goeff, my fag roommate my freshman year at college. Turns out fag was a jock – of sorts. he ran cross-country in high school, but was too much of a wimp to try out for the track team in college. But when i learned that the fag was a runner, i made the bitch get up every morning and run 10 miles with me, Most days, i would end the run by fucking the bitch’s brains out. Generally, the fucking occurred in our room, but sometimes it was in the shower in the little bathroom that we shared with the two guys in the room next door. One day one of the guys next door (also named Jeff, but spelled right) came into the bathroom and came upon me drilling Goeff’s ass.
“What the fuck!” Jeff exclaimed.
“Dude, it’s okay,” I said. “He’s my fag, loves being fucked. He’s like a bitch in heat. You should try it.”
Well, Jeff didn’t just then. Too surprised, I would guess. But that night, he came into my room through the bathroom that separated our rooms and after beating around the bush for only a few minutes asked if he could use my fag.
“Sure,” I said. “The room is yours and the fag is yours. I got a date with this awesome girl from my English Lit class.”
The fag just looked up at me with a pleading, desperate look in his eyes, but i just turned my back and walked out of the room. And so, Goeff was started on the road to becoming freshman class whore.
