Zap Him

I saw this Youtube video that says you’re the average of the five people you spend the most time with. That was true for me – I was a total nerd, just like all my friends.

When I graduated high school, I swore things were going to be different at college. I was going to fit in with the cool kids. Wear the right clothes, hang out at the cool places, maybe even hook up with some pretty girls. All I had to do was pick the right friends.

My college requires everyone to live in a dorm their first year. Something about reducing cliques and helping students bond. I filled out my housing paperwork with high hopes – I told them all about how I was a great student, but I wanted to learn more about sports and nutrition. If I did it right, I figured they’d pair me up with a dumb jock.

Dumb jocks have always fascinated me. They’re so confident and carefree, and I was thinking... if I could be roommates with one, maybe some of that easygoing energy would rub off on me. I’d get invited along to all the cool parties, I’d get to hang out with a cooler crowd... maybe I’d even turn into a cool jock myself.

You can always hope, right?

I got my roommate assignment at the start of August and I almost hyperventilated. My new roommate was this guy named Ben. I tracked down his TikTok... as soon as I started scrolling, I knew I was in luck! Ben was exactly who I wished I was – a popular football jock with an easy grin and a killer life.

His TikTok was all videos of locker room celebrations and house parties and those dumb dance trends with his buddies. I watched video after video of him doing choreographed dance steps with two other guys – all three of them were jocks, but Ben was definitely the king. Between his sandy blond hair and his overbuilt body, the guy radiated charm.

I tracked down his Insta too. There wasn’t as much there, just a few dozen pictures of him in the locker room, posing after lifting sessions. There were little inspirational quotes under each picture, talking about how you had the power to change your life. I ate it up – the vibe was ‘wannabe influencer’, but I figured that meant he’d be open to making friends and helping me improve myself. I imagined a future where Ben took me to the gym everyday and I ended up flexing with him in those pics.

I was stoked at the roommate assignment. Ben was exactly who I needed.

Just one problem... when I actually met Ben in September, I found out it was false advertising.

“Hey,” the sandy haired jock said, looking up when I walked in the room. “You must be Oscar? I’m Ben. Good to meet you dude – I’m really looking forward to sharing the room with you!”

“Oh hey,” I nodded. “Yeah, it should be fun, right? They say first year is one big party.”

“Hey, you do you,” Ben shrugged. “Me, I’m here to study. I’m taking economics, and I figure if I get the fundamentals down, that should make the rest of my degree a lot easier, right?”

“Yeah, I guess,” I said. He was unpacking textbooks and stacking them on his desk.

“I don’t wanna be one of those guys who just parties his way through school and ends up in some dead end job,” Ben explained thoughtfully. “With the right classes, I think I can get a good finance job once I graduate – that’s kinda my life plan. What’s yours?”

“Oh, uh...” I stuttered. What do you say? My life plan is being cooler than I was in high school? It sounded incredibly lame when I thought it. “I don’t really know. You uh... you seem totally different from your socials.”

“Yeah,” Ben grinned. “That’s online, y’know? Gotta cultivate the image. But don’t worry, I’m not like that at all. I actually asked the housing office to put me with a nerd... no offence. I just mean... I gotta study hard, and I figured you’d be the perfect roommate.”

“Yeah?” I asked. My plan was crashing and burning.

“Don’t worry – I’ll be super easy to live with,” Ben promised. “I basically just go to class and football practice and the library.”

“Oh...” I cringed. “That’s cool. I was just hoping... never mind.”

“What is it bro?” Ben asked, sitting on his desk and giving me his full attention.

His eyes were so thoughtful and intelligent... why did this happen to me?

“No, don’t worry about it,” I insisted, trying to think up a good lie. “I just... I was sort of hoping to get paired with another nerdy guy.”

“Don’t worry bro,” Ben said, punching me gently on the shoulder. “I’m on the team, but I’m not some meathead. Besides, I want to broaden my horizons... maybe you could show me some of that nerdy stuff when we’re done studying.”

“Yeah,” I shrugged. “Maybe.”

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I ended up going for a walk around campus. Ben was folding his shirts with military precision and I just couldn’t take it anymore.

Everywhere I looked, I saw people hanging out with their roommates and their new friends. I was so jealous – that should have been me and Ben, walking the campus and making big plans. Instead he was at home alphabetizing his textbooks.

My roommate should have been a slightly-stupid football player who wanted to party. I know they exist – I saw like five groups of them around campus. They were all joking and laughing and play fighting... but that’s wasn’t Ben at all. Ben was a geek in jocks clothing.

It was starting to get dark. I didn’t want to go back to my room and face the reality. Instead I ducked into the science building and wandered the halls. I was going to be spending a lot of time there over the next four years... may as well figure out the layout.

The place was deserted, except for one lab on the second floor. The light was on, so I figured I’d be okay to stick my head in and distract myself from the Ben situation.

There was a thirty-something scientist inside, sitting at a desk and wearing a lab coat. His eyes looked weird... kinda glazed over. For a half-second, i wondered if he’d been mixing up drugs or something.

“Hey,” I said.

His head snapped up and he tried to focus on me, but something wasn’t quite right.

“Uh... like... hi...” he mumbled.

“Is everything okay?” I asked. “I mean... if you don’t mind me asking...”

The scientist shook his head, like he was trying to clear out the cobwebs.

“Uh... yeah,” he said, looking at me with a confused expression. “I just... like... I was doing an experiment or whatever... I totally... fuck bro... why’s it so hard to think?”

He was gripping a small device in his hand – it looked like a remote control, except there was a glowing screen on it too.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“Huh?”

“In your hand,” I said, pointing at the device.

“I got...” he said haltingly, turning it over in his hands. “I tried...”

“What does it do?” I asked.

“Shit bro,” he said, belting out a dumb laugh. “This thing was s’posed to make me smarter!”

I walked around the desk and looked at his computer screen. There was a document open – lab notes. I read down the screen – apparently he was developing some sort of device that was supposed to make people smarter. There was a note dated from today – he knew there was no way the ethics committee would sign off on human trials, so he was going to try it on himself.

Whatever had happened, it had clearly gone horribly wrong.

“Can I see that?” I asked gently.

He looked up at me with puzzled eyes until I pointed at the device again. I turned it over carefully and examined it – it was simple enough, just a big red button and a screen flashing the word “ERROR” every few seconds.

“Hmm...” I mused out loud. “This was supposed to make you smarter, but instead it backfired and made you dumb...”

The scientist laughed and shrugged his shoulders at me.

“I dunno bro,” he said, giving a dull chuckle. “I just like... I just pressed the button bro...”

“Holy shit...” I said, realizing how lucky I just got. “So I use this on Ben... make Ben a little dumber, and my whole plan falls into place.”

The scientist just stared at me blankly.

“Hey bro,” he said, lighting up suddenly like he just had a genius idea. “Wanna get your dick sucked?”

“Thanks,” I laughed. “I’m all good.”

I took the device and left him behind.

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I couldn’t believe my good fortune. A gizmo that was going to solve my exact problem? The forces of luck were on my side. Everything was going to be smooth sailing from here on in.

I walked into the room and found Ben sitting at his desk with a textbook open. Another football player – I assumed – was sitting on his bed and giving him a pained look.

“Oh hey Oscar,” Ben said when I walked in the room. “Oscar, this is Mike. Mike, Oscar’s my roommate.”

“Great,” Mike said like I wasn’t there. “They put you with some nerd? Is that why you don’t wanna come out and party?”

“Nah,” Ben said, rolling his eyes. “I’ve got a heavy first semester, and I want to get a jump on the reading. Go, have a blast... I’ll see you at practice tomorrow.”

“Unacceptable,” Mike said with a shake of his head. “Look, I’m gonna go take a piss. When I come back, you better be ready to go.”

Mike stalked out of our room and towards the shared bathrooms.

“Sorry,” Ben said with embarrassment. “Mike’s a lot, but I’ve known him since junior high. He’s stoked about college – he just wants to party and be a popular football star... I keep telling him this isn’t high school, but I don’t think he gets it.”

“Hey,” I said, flopping on my bed. “No worries.”

“Thanks,” Ben said sheepishly. “I’ll get rid of him when he comes back. I wanna study for another hour or two, and then maybe we watch a movie? Your pick?”

“Yeah, let’s see,” I said, trying to hide my smile. If all went well, Ben was gonna have a whole new outlook about studying. I grabbed a book and pretended to read. Ben turned back to his textbook.

As soon as his back was turned I pulled out the device. The screen was still flashing “ERROR.”

So of course I pointed it at Ben and pushed the button.

A soft red glow washed over Ben and his muscles seemed to seize up a little. He sat straight up in his chair like a statue. I couldn’t see his face, but I imagined his eyes locked on the blank wall in front of him. I wasn’t sure how long the light needed to work, so I counted to ten before pressing the button again.

Ben’s body relaxed as the light faded.

“Whoa,” he said with a dull chuckle. “I feel weird.”

“Yeah?” I asked with a smirk. “Like... you want to study?”

Ben looked blankly at his desk and books.

“I dunno,” he said with a confused voice. “I don’t...”

Mike burst back into the room, making me jump.

“Alright bro,” he said, bulldozing the conversation. “We’re gonna hit the bar, okay? No argument – coach is gonna make our lives hell on the field, at least we’re gonna have some fun together.”

“Yeah...” Ben said slowly. He flipped the textbook on his desk closed. He was shaking his head, like he was trying to clear out the cobwebs that I’d put there.

“You okay bro?” Mike asked.

“Yeah...” Ben repeated in a lower octave. “C’mon bro, let’s hit the bar... I wanna have some fun,” he grinned stupidly.

“Good boy,” Mike said, matching his grin and giving Ben a slap on the back. “Let’s go. Good to meet’cha Oscar.”

The two jocks lumbered out of the room, leaving me sitting there alone.

“Okay,” I said to the empty room. “Step one, my roommate’s a dumb jock... excellent.”

I put the remote to one side and turned on a movie.

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I woke up in the middle of the night. After my movie I’d fallen asleep with a book, and I was still curled up on the bed with it. Someone was trying to get a key into the door – I rolled over and pretended to sleep.

I heard heavy footsteps stumble in.

“You’re drunk bro,” Mike laughed. “Just got to bed.”

“C’mon bro,” Ben begged in his deep voice. “Just a little goodnight kiss bro... who’s gonna know? C’mon...”

“Your roommate’s like... right there,” Mike slurred.

“So what?” Ben shot back. “The nerd’s like... fast asleep. Probably past his bedtime or whatever... c’mon bro, just a little kiss.”

“I don’t want to kiss a dude,” Mike laughed. “You don’t either – trust me bro, you’re straight as hell.”

“Mmmm... then why’s your ass so hot...” Ben moaned.

I heard the squeak of a bed as Ben hit the mattress hard. It only took a couple of seconds before he was snoring heavily.

“For fucks sake Ben...” I heard Mike groan. I could practically hear the eye-roll. “Don’t do this to me. College is supposed to be about parties and pussy... you’re not gonna be the pussy.”

The door swung open again and I heard Mike let himself out. I put my book to the side and took a long look at Ben – he was snoring peacefully, his shoes hanging off the edge of the mattress.

My mind was racing a mile a minute. The scientist in the lab wanted me to suck my dick... and now my roommate wanted to kiss his buddy goodnight... that couldn’t be a coincidence. Whatever was making them dumb, it had another side effect.

It was making them gay too.

That bothered me for about ten seconds but... what’s done is done, right? And it’s not like being gay is bad anymore. Especially for a popular guy like Ben. He was still gonna be a campus king, a hot dumb jock who got whatever he wanted... so what if he wanted dudes?

He was gonna be popular with the gay guys on campus, that was for sure. And I’m not homophobe – I don’t mind living with a gay roommate... so long as he hung a sock on the door...

Besides, don’t gay guys get invited to the best parties?

Yeah... it was all gonna work out.

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Mike started a rumour with the team that Ben was gay. I guess it wasn’t really a rumour. But still... asshole move, right?

Ben came back to the room upset.

“I really wanna fuck Mike... he’s so hot...” Ben said vapidly.

“You’re not upset he outed you?” I asked with surprise.

“Dude... I like dick now... who cares if people know?”

“Now?” I asked. I had no idea how the device worked. I guess... I guess maybe I was hoping he’d be oblivious.

“Yeah bro,” Ben laughed easily. “It’s like someone flipped a switch or whatever... yesterday, for real bro, I was like... totally into pussy. But now... fuck bro, I’ll suck your cock if you’ll let me...”

“Uh... haha...” I laughed nervously, realizing for the first time just how much bigger Ben was than me. “Not really my thing... but, uh... maybe we could make it Mike’s thing?”

“Huh?” Ben said, giving me a puzzled look.

“Well... you said it was like someone flipped a switch,” I admitted. “I’m the guy who flipped the switch...”

“Huh?” Ben said, still confused.

“I made you gay,” I said nervously. “It was a mistake – I just... I’ve got this gadget that makes guys dumb, and I wanted my roommate to be a dumb jock, and you were too smart, so I used it on you and I guess... I guess it makes people gay too So... yeah, I made you gay.”

“No shit,” Ben said, his face split into a wide grin. “Like... that’s why my head’s soooo fuzzy?”

“Yeah,” I said, staring down at my shoelaces. “I wanted a dumb jock roommate cause I figured you’d go to all the cool parties and... and I wanted to come along...”

“Dude!” Ben interrupted. “Thank you! It’s like... totally awesome. I’m always a total stress case but... bro, you made me dumb with your gizmo... bro, it’s all fun and shit!”

“You’re not mad?” I winced.

“Hell nah bro,” Ben grinned at me. “Lemme call Mike over and you can zap him too, okay?”

I felt a moment of hesitation. I don’t know why – it was my plan in the first place.

“Look, Ben... I can’t just go around zapping every guy on campus into a dumb gay guy,” I said. “Someone’s gonna notice.”

“Relax bro, it’s just Mike,” Ben said. “Besides, he’s pretty dumb already! Nobody’ll notice! C’mon bro, do me a solid... I’ll take you to all the cool parties! I promise!”

He was so excited. I shoved down my doubts and agreed.

“Okay, I’m texting Mike,” Ben said, grabbing for his phone. “Can... you... come... over... for... a... sec...” he said, typing slowly. I heard a whoosh and the text sent.

We sat there in silence for a minute before Ben perked up with excitement.

“Three dots,” he said. “He’s typing. Wait... they went away... they’re back... no... yeah... yeah bro, he’s typing!”

After a minute or two of calling a play-by-play on the dots, I heard Ben’s phone signal a new text.

“Okay...” Ben said, reading slowly. “He’s... he’s on his way!”

“Great,” I nodded, suddenly nervous.

“And you just like... point that thing at him and press the button, right?” Ben asked, staring at the device. “Like... you don’t need me to hold him down or nothin’, right?”

“Right,” I said. “It’s just point and shoot – I don’t really know the timing, but I did ten seconds for you... let’s do the same for him, okay?”

“For sure!” Ben agreed. “You pretend to read or whatever, and then zap him when he gets here.”

“Yeah,” I agreed. I went to my bed and tried to look casual, pretending to read my book. I couldn’t believe this was becoming a habit.

“Mike’s ass his like... so hot,” Ben rambled, pacing around and giving me a dumb grin. “He’s gonna take my dick like... so good!”

Eventually there was a knock on the door.

“Hey bro,” Ben said, waving Mike inside. “C’mon in. We gotta talk about this rumour.”

Mike glanced over at me.

“You sure you wanna do this with Oscar here?” Mike asked. “Is he your butt boy or whatever?”

“Dude!” Ben exploded. “Look, I know you’re telling the guys I’m gay... which, yeah...I am... and you’re gonna be too!”

He jumped Mike, pushing the man against the wall and giving him a deep kiss. Mike fought back instinctively, shoving Ben away and spitting to try and clear the kiss from his mouth.

Not the plan, but close enough.

“Bro, what the fuck?!” he roared.

I hit Mike with the beam of red light and he froze in his tracks. Unlike when I zapped Ben, I could see Mike’s face – his expression was shifting slowly as the light worked on him, turning from anger to lust. After a long ten seconds I clicked the beam off.

“Holy shit bro,” he laughed dumbly, stumbling a little as the light released him. “You’re so fuckin’ hot now bro! How’d you get so fuckin’ hot???”

Ben grinned widely at him, then back at me, then again at Mike.

“Told you,” Ben snickered. “Oscar invented this thingy that makes guys dumb and gay! So now you’re like... dumb and gay bro!”

“No waaaaay!” Mike gasped.

“Yes way!” Ben said. “Now c’mon bro... lemme fuck that ass!”

“Whoa whoa whoa,” Mike said, holding up one hand like a stop sign. “You’re fuckin’ hot bro, but like... I’m definitely gonna be the one on top. Get that ass on the bed!”

“No way,” Ben insisted, shaking his head. “I’m gonna top you!”

“Shit,” Mike laughs. “You zapped me with your ray gun and you thought I was gonna be a bottom? Bro, if anyone’s a bottom around here, it’s that guy!”

He was pointing at me. It felt like my heart was going to stop. For a brief minute, I understood just how badly I’d fucked up.

“Uh, that’s a no,” I said defensively. “I’m not into guys.”

“You could be,” Ben suggested, rubbing his cock through his jeans. “C’mon bro, you wanna be one of the popular guys? Your ass is gonna be hella popular bro!”

I jumped up from my bed and tried to reach the door. Dorm rooms aren’t big, and the two meatheads were blocking most of the space.

“Look, why don’t you guys try going to the bar or something...?” I suggested, trying to distract them long enough to squeeze past. I’d sleep in the library or something – somewhere they’d never go. And then tomorrow I’d ask for a new room assignment. I’m sure Mike would be happy to move in here...

“I don’t wanna go anywhere,” Ben smirked. “I wanna stay right here.”

“I’m sure there’s lots of gay guys on campus,” I pointed out. They were blocking my way. “Gay guys who want to get fucked by a pair of beefy jocks...”

“Maybe later,” Mike said, putting a big hand on my shoulder. “Just hold still little guy... we’re gonna met you feel so good.”

“How’s this work?” Ben asked, picking up the device and pointing it towards me. “Just point and click, right?”

“Zap him bro,” Mike grinned.

The whole world turned red. I didn’t feel any different, but Mike and Ben were changing before my eyes. They used to just be a couple of guys – football players, big and bulky, but now... holy shit, they were turning into a couple of studs.

It only took a few seconds for them to transform in front of me. Ben’s pecs were looking so good in that t-shirt, and Mike’s shoulders were like... totally bursting outa that tanktop he wore. A couple of big muscle studs, handsome and horny and ready to go... they were so sexy and masculine... I like... I couldn’t focus on nothing else...

Shit... they were so fuckin’ hot now. The thingy made them super hot... it’s not me bro... they’re the ones who were changing...

How could I resist?

“How long’s it gotta go for?” Mike asked with this dopey grin on his face.

Damn, these guys were like... hella dumb. I couldn’t believe they got me! Guess I’m not such a smart bro like I though, huh? I’m just a sexy fucktoy... so dumb... so sexy...

“I dunno,” Ben shrugged. His big shoulders heaved up and down. Damn... I bet his back was like... totally cut. I gotta get to the gym bro... these dudes are so far ahead of me...

“It’s been like a minute,” Mike said. “He looks thirsty for cock, don’t he?”

Of course I was... they were such sexy fuckers... it’d be a privilege to suck that cock. Nothin’ gay bro, just a dude suckin’ off another dude’s massive dick... Maybe a little gay, but who cared? Labels are like... so dumb...

“That’s probably enough,” Ben said.

The red faded away from my world and I felt my knees go weak. I sorta stumbled a bit, but my bro Ben caught me real fast.

“Holy shit bro...” I gasped, saying whatever popped into my head. “I want you to fuck me like... so hard!”

I grinned a dopey grin as the words spilled out of me. It was true... I wanted their cocks inside me. Fuck bro... I was so fuckin’ horny bro...

“Oh yeah?” Ben teased. “Now you wanna get fucked?”

I couldn’t stop staring at his bulge. He was wearing this pair of shorts that seriously showed off his cock... damn, I can’t believe I never noticed that. I’m such a fuckin’ dummy, lol.

“Yeah bro,” I begged. “Fuck my tight ass!”

“I dunno...” Mike said, having some fun with me. “A minute ago you didn’t wanna get fucked... what changed bro? You gay?”

I was so fuckin’ hard. I nodded frantically at him.

“C’mon...” I whined. “I need to get fucked so bad...”

“You’re gay now bro,” Ben said smugly. “You’re a dumb fag, just like me and Mike...”

“Yeah!” I agreed. “I’m a stupid little slut... rail me with your cock... please...”

“Well,” Ben smirked. “Okay. Since you said please.”

He whipped off his shirt and tossed it to the floor. Fuck, his pecs were so fuckin’ juicy bro... I can’t even... like you gotta... just take his cock sometime bro, it’s like... the best!

He dropped his shorts and his hard cock sprang out. Yeah... it was gonna be like... so fuckin’ hot when I took it. My hole was twitching... god I needed it like, so bad...

I shucked off my jeans and pulled off my briefs, planting my elbows on the bed and waving my ass in the air.

“I think he wants it,” Mike laughed.

“He wants it bad,” I moaned. I checked back over my shoulder – Ben was giving his cock a few quick tugs, getting up to full mast before he settled it against my hole. Oh god... it felt so good teasing me. I couldn’t wait...

I pushed my hips back and slid down his pole. I heard his gasp and let out a deep moan in return. I glanced over at Mike – he was grinning like a puppy, trying to figure out how he could join in. I just licked my lip and stared at his bulge.

Remember the first time you blew a guy? I wanted it so bad.

Thirty seconds later he pushed his cock down my throat. I swallowed it easily, sucking and slurping it down. I was a such a slut now – it was all second nature to me.

Ben was pounding me like... super hard. It felt so fucking good. My empty hole, my empty head... all I wanted was a man to fill me up.

He was trying to hold off, so I squeezed my ass deep and did my best to milk it out of him. A few seconds later, Ben’s cock was pulsing between my cheeks, flooding me with his sticky seed.

I giggled as he filled my ass.

“Oh my god...” he moaned, dropping his cock out of my ass and stumbling backwards to his bed. “You’re like... the best roommate bro.”

I gave Mike’s cock one more lick and dropped it out from my mouth.

“Your turn big boy,” I purred. He didn’t waste a second.

“Ooooohh...” I moaned as Mike’s cock pressed through my hole. Ben’s cum had me good and lubed up so he slid in nice and smooth. Where Ben liked long smooth strokes, Mike was more of a jackhammer. He pounded my ass, making my cheeks shake with every thrust.

“That’s right baby,” he panted over and over. “That’s right. Give it to daddy...”

I gave it everything I had. It only took a couple minutes before Mike’s load was pouring into me too, mixing with Ben’s cream in my ass. I felt like such a hot slut, carrying two loads at once.

Bro... I came like... so hard.

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Flash forward like... two months. I flunked all my midterms, but who cares? Mike and Ben totally adopted me – my life was all about the gym and sports and parties. That was like... all I wanted anyway, right?

I was totally living for the jock life. Like, all I wear now is workout clothes and the occasional jersey. You gotta look the part if you wanna fit in – and I wanted everyone fit inside me. I’m not on the team or anything, but I’m kinda like the unofficial mascot. All that gay dudes on the team pass me around and fuck my ass on the regular.

My TikTok is just like... all videos of locker room celebrations and house parties. And I’m always stuffed with cock in them. My insta is more serious – pics of me and Ben and Mike in the gym, flexing after our workouts. After we graduate we’re all gonna be influencers – gay and slutty, that’s the life plan.

And if any of the straight guys have a problem with it... well, they don’t stay straight for long. Like... Kyle, the quarterback, was getting pissed I was always getting fucked in the locker room after games. Now he’s the first cock in line.

Plus he’s like... so much hotter now. I started dressing like a jock, but Kyle’s a total fashion queen when he’s outta uniform. He bleached his hair and I’m just like... dying. He’s so fuckin’ pretty.

Now, I love it when Ben stuffs my hole, and obviously Mike’s like... always in there too. But I’ve also got Kyle and Walker and Jason and Skylar and Deacon.. the list goes on forever. And they’re all tops! Sometimes it’s kinda exhausting.

There’s like a dozen gay guys on the team now – lucky for me, cuz I need to get my hole stretched at least twice a day, right?

One day the battery’s gonna die on this gizmo, but for now I can zap any dude I want into a gay dumbass like me... I’m not greedy, I wanna share this life with everyone!

So, I gotta admit... not everyone’s thrilled about how many guys I’ve zapped. The coach says the team this year is a bunch of dumbasses... but at least they’re dumbasses that are gonna win the championship. These guys are close and they work it hard, on and off the field.

And for sure, once they win the championship, the whole teams gonna celebrate. I’m totally invited to that party. I’m like... the entertainment!

Once in a while, Ben and Mike are so tired after practice they just come back to our room and crash – We pushed both beds together and Mike likes being sandwiched between us. Bro pretends like he’s such a daddy, but he just wants to cuddle after... I guess I promised I wouldn’t tell anyone... whoops! Sorry Mike!

Whatever bro... you’re not gonna tell anyone, are you?

Lemme just zap you real quick... there you go!

Dumb sluts for life!