I recorded an audio that's loosely based on a fictional story I wrote a while back. I Ran into my high school bully at college and things got complicated. I'm on the diving team and thought I'd left all the bullying behind. I'm way more confident now - spent all summer training, got an amazing body, and my coach is even talking going to the Olympics. Life was good. Then I saw Lance Garrett on campus. This guy made my life hell in high school for being gay. He's 6'3", built like a Greek god, plays lacrosse, and unfortunately still the biggest asshole I've ever met. But here's the messed up part - I'm still attracted to him despite everything he put me through. Last Friday I was doing my usual midnight workout at the aquatic center (athletes only access) when Lance showed up. He immediately started with the same toxic bullshit - calling my sport fake, using homophobic slurs, the whole nine yards. But there was this tension between us that wasn't there in high school. He cornered me in the locker room after I showered, making these comments about how I used to stare at him, calling me pathetic. I was standing there in just my briefs feeling completely exposed. The worst part? He was right. Even then I couldn't stop looking at him - his perfect jawline, those chocolate brown eyes, the way his sweaty tank top clung to his chest. I let him manhandle me and fuck my throat. After he completely ravishes my mouth and throat, he proceeds to fuck the shit out of me.