Chapter 12: Casual Acquaintances

Chapter 12: Casual Acquaintances

Porter's Bedroom, Bungalow 13, Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A...

The smell of frying eggs and sausage had been the first thing Porter Fulton noticed when he awoke to find himself in his own bed. He had been groggy from the strangest dream about his body being controlled by someone else and forcing him to spectate as a lovely blond-haired green-eyed student with a pixie cut sucked him off while being taken like a dog by his hulking brute of a roommate. He groaned at the sensation of need as his half-flaccid cock pulsed in the wake of his arousal. He shook off the lingering sleep and turned his attention to sitting up feeling soreness in every part of his body aside from his cock. He had no idea what he'd gotten up to, after running about all day attending and trying to attend classes, but it hurt like hell once it was all said and done.

Slowly, Porter managed to climb out of bed, noting that it had only been eight o'clock at ni