The Hunger

You are Nick Philmore. At 23, you have had a tough life for someone your age. Raised in the foster care system, you moved from town to town and family to family your whole childhood, finally finding a permanent home with an older widow named Margaret in a suburb of Boston. Although you had planned to go to college when you graduated high school, Margaret fell sick and you instead spent three years caring for her and working several part time jobs to help pay for her care. When she passed, you were left with modest resources.

You are gay, but you haven't taken the time to date anyone seriously. You get by on a occasional one-night-stands and an on-again-off-again fuckbuddy situation with a well-hung guy named Nate who lives in your apartment complex.

You are 6' tall. You weigh 165 lbs. You are slender and have a little bit of muscle, but nothing too impressive. You naturally have very little body hair. Your cock is a modest 6.5 inches long, but it's remarkably thick. Nate likes to call you "Nick the Brick."

You've been working hard to save up over the past two years, and you managed to get an associate degree in the same amount of time. You rent a small apartment with a work friend, Craig, as your roommate. You're tired of scraping by, and you've decided it's finally time to start living your life for yourself. Next week, you'll start classes at the university to finally start working toward a bachelor degree. You're hoping to work as a personal trainer, but you need to complete a few more classes before you'll get your certification. In the meantime, you've quit your retail and barista jobs to give you more time for school. During the day, you'll have classes, and you'll pick up some cash working a few nights a week tending bar at the local gay nightclub.

It's time to get your life in order. You've been hungry for more for a long time.