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Chapter 4 by FenFenScreeScree FenFenScreeScree

Do you flip the tables, or let it happen?

Let him kiss you

Oh, who are we kidding? These older, jock types are totally your thing. You didn't come back here to prove yourself, you came back here to get closer to these handsome hunks. As Charlie's lips grow closer to yours, his hand starts creeping up your thigh, before it finally rests on your crotch, possessively groping at the growing erection in your pants. He seals the deal, locking you in a kiss, his tongue already invading your mouth. You are helpless to resist, and the truth is, this was what you were after all along.

After a few brief moments of clearly dominating you in front of anyone who bothered watching, Charlie pulls away with a wet smack! leaving you gasping for air, while he sighs with satisfaction. "Yeah... I pegged you for a bottom bitch the moment I saw you. Don't worry, when we get to school, just make sure you pick me for your dormmate. I'll have you curling your toes and howling to the moon every night, little pup."

You can't help but shiver with excitement, and all the while the other four clearly alpha male students look you up and down, already undressing you with their eyes. "You never did tell me your name," Charlie notes, relaxing, though still keeping a possessive hand on your thigh.

"Oh," you mutter meekly. "It's John. I uh..." He shushes you, gently pressing a finger against your lips.

"Relax, John, just enjoy the ride, kay?"

The rest of the trip to the university is otherwise quiet, only a few more passengers boarding, most sticking with the middle and front seat groups, and all the while Charlie continues to lord over you, groping your crotch and thigh relentlessly throughout the entire hour long ride.

Soon, after perhaps an hour or so of this, you feel the bus grinding to a halt one final time, and when you look out Charlie's side window, there it is: Alpha and Omega University. The campus is a fine example of neo-gothic architecture, looking much like a typical university you might see in New England, or a Catholic cathedral. It's expansive, to say the least, around 4000 acres or 1620 hectares at minimum, with multiple buildings, courtyards, numerous dormitory buildings of varying size, and all the amenities one would expect out of a university meant to board and instruct the entire New York young adult populace.

The bus doors open, and the driver looks over his shoulder, wordlessly telling everyone to get off. There's several men outside of varying size but all wearing dress casual, two even wearing stereotypical elbow-patched blazers.

What's next?

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