I Want You In

“Come on, man, you’ve got to impress us here if you want to get into the frat,” my sponsor explained to me in a reasonable tone. “If you can’t reach the base of this dong, how can we expect you to overcome challenges?”

“But I’muuufff–” He pressed his hand to the back of my head and shoved my head down on the huge dildo. I started gagging and struggling a few inches from the bottom, and he let go with a disgusted sound.

“Are you even trying?” He snapped at me, and I blushed as I panted and wiped drool from the corner of my mouth.

“I am, I swear!” I reached out and gripped the dildo, trying to show him that I was willing to keep trying until I got it.

“Okay, fine,” he softened. “The thing is, I like you, bro. I want you in, but the guys will never go for it if you can’t get through this.” He scratched his chin. “I suppose…”

“What?”

“No, I shouldn’t…”

“Whaaat?” I pressed.

“Well,” he began, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a little pill box. “I do have something that might help you out, if you’re willing to try…”

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