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JockEvan wasn't my choice of lab partner, but the professor wanted to pair smart people with the jocks to help them keep up their eligibility for sports. It wasn't long before I realized we would get better grades if I did the labs myself, so I started looking for ways to distract him.
I got a drug from Jeff, this guy in my fraternity. He said his brother made it. It was supposed to concentrate and intensify sexual desire. It wasn't like a roofie. It would not make someone do something they didn't want to do.
I put a few drops of that drug into JockEvan's drink during our science lab, but I never thought it would actually work. I was hoping it would make him so horny he would leave to fuck a girl so I could get our lab done. I had misjudged both the drug and my lab partner, though. After just a few sips, he was pulling off his shirt. When I asked him what he was doing, he pulled down his shorts and bent over our lab table.
"Please, stop talking and fuck me," he begged.
I was surprised, but I saw my chance. "I'll fuck you, but after I have shot my load inside you, you're going to go to my room and do my laundry. I'll take care of our lab work."
"I'll do whatever you want, but I need your cock in me," JockEvan was getting desperate.
When I got back to my room after finishing our lab, he was there, folding the clothes he had just washed.
"Just so you know," he said, "That stuff you got from Jeff was just distilled water with a little food coloring."
I think we both enjoyed the punishment fuck I gave him even more than we did the first fuck in the science lab.
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JockEvan wasn't my choice of lab partner, but the professor wanted to pair smart people with the jocks to help them keep up their eligibility for sports. It wasn't long before I realized we would get better grades if I did the labs myself, so I started looking for ways to distract him.
I got a drug from Jeff, this guy in my fraternity. He said his brother made it. It was supposed to concentrate and intensify sexual desire. It wasn't like a roofie. It would not make someone do something they didn't want to do.
I put a few drops of that drug into JockEvan's drink during our science lab, but I never thought it would actually work. I was hoping it would make him so horny he would leave to fuck a girl so I could get our lab done. I had misjudged both the drug and my lab partner, though. After just a few sips, he was pulling off his shirt. When I asked him what he was doing, he pulled down his shorts and bent over our lab table.
"Please, stop talking and fuck me," he begged.
I was surprised, but I saw my chance. "I'll fuck you, but after I have shot my load inside you, you're going to go to my room and do my laundry. I'll take care of our lab work."
"I'll do whatever you want, but I need your cock in me," JockEvan was getting desperate.
When I got back to my room after finishing our lab, he was there, folding the clothes he had just washed.
"Just so you know," he said, "That stuff you got from Jeff was just distilled water with a little food coloring."
I think we both enjoyed the punishment fuck I gave him even more than we did the first fuck in the science lab.
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