Author: MorganTin

Cum Baptist University Pt. 2 [Solo – MM, M/F Over 18] [Extortion] [Tricky Situations]

I sit through more class in horny shock. Travis at some point goes to do TA things in an adjoining office and as soon as Im sure Ive been marked down for attendance I quietly grab my stuff, zip up by backpack, and make my way out of the classroom.

This is such a weird fucking school. I pull out my phone and text my friend Jessie. I feel…off, and she usually answers on the first call.

Like clockwork. She says, “Hey bitch! We got enough money to leave this shithole yet?” She’s very forward. (I love her.)

“Nooooo….not yet,” I sigh. “What are you up to right now? I have news…”

Her voice lowers, “Bitch you know I love it when you have news.” She says.

“Stop calling me bitch,” I raise my eyebrows in mock exasperation and smirk, “Some cute boy in class today has a sketched dick pic? of me. A dick sketch. I dont know what this would be called, its just that it was a sketch of me in his notepad and I just had to eat a note and—“

“Waaiit wait wait,” she interupts me, then gets quiet. Read more »

Cum Baptist University Pt 1 [Solo – M/M Over 18] [Extortion] [Tricky Situations]

I hate sophomore year. Im ten minutes late to class and Ive barely had relief in weeks and I literally just want to cry and stroke myself in the bathroom but if I am absent one more time I fail this whole stupid class. I throw on my backpack and jog across campus and try to keep myself secure in my compression shorts while I run. I slip into an open seat in the back of class 13 minutes late and at first, I don’t think anyone notices me. A book drops suddenly, to my right. In a moment I glance over to grab it, but I freeze instantly because—there is absolutely a nude of me sitting on a page in TA’s notepad.

And my name next to the picture, and like, exacting realism on the lined page. It looks like a sketched drawing, but there is even the mole and birthmark on my upper left thigh. My girth. I feel frozen and terrified and warm all at once; Ive never met this TA. I think his name is Travis. Standing on my right, he grabs his book, (grins?!), and sits down next to me in an empty chair. His green eyes dont move at all underneath a head of thick black hair. Read more »

Cum Baptism University: Part 1 [M20/All over 18] [Extortion]

I hate sophomore year. Im ten minutes late to class and Ive barely had relief in weeks and I literally just want to cry and stroke myself in the bathroom but if I am absent one more time I fail this whole stupid class and I am not about to move back in with my stepdad. I throw on my backpack and sprint across campus, trying to keep my heaving dick secure in my compression shorts while I jog. I slip into an open seat in the back of class 13 minutes late and at first, I don’t think anyone notices me. A book drops suddenly, to my right. In a moment I glance over to grab it, and this is a haunting thing that has been fucking with my head—a picture of me in the TA’s notepad.

Spilling from the middle of the page is a picture-perfect sketch of my name, and MY dick. Like, exacting realism on the lined page. My middle vein and girth. I feel frozen and terrified and warm all at once; the TA’s name is Travis. Standing on my right, he grabs his book, (grins?!), and sits down next to me in an empty chair, green eyes unmoving. Read more »