Hey there! I'm RPDiem. I'm fairly new to this, so if you have complaints, feel free to voice them. I'm always open to criticism, and it allows me to improve my craft. However, if you downvote the story without commenting on why, I'm just going to assume it's because it's about two dudes fucking, which isn't really constructive.
Anyway, without further ado, the story!
PART TWO: CONQUEST
A marked tension had developed between Chris and I since the “wrestling” incident. Whenever I’d open my mouth to bring up our encounter, his cold eyes would meet mine and my words would die in my mouth.
I found that after that first display of dominance, Chris had begun to more openly wander in his underwear, his large bulge straining against the fabric of his briefs as he walked through our room. It soon became second nature for him to strip down whenever he got home from class or a social outing, and he’d only dress up when he had to go out again.