
His name was Chad. Of course it was. Aren’t these frat dudes all named Chad, or Tad, or Brad? He was about 6’2″, blonde blue-eyed All American man’s man. Handsome, masculine, and dumb. Oh so dumb, but very sweet. I was tutoring him in English, and we had been working together for a couple of semesters, so we had gotten to know each other well. We hadn’t hooked up or anything, which was pretty surprising for a whore like myself.
I found out his secret when he opened the wrong tab on his laptop one tutoring session. It was a video clip of a hot guy in women’s panties going down on some huge dude. Chad shut the laptop, embarrassed, but I poked him in the ribs and asked him to dish. He shyly admitted that he got turned on by wearing ladies’ panties. Not only that, he added, but he wanted to be made to do things like the guy in the clip, to suck a dude’s cock, preferably in front of other people.
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