Tyler Saint had grown up in St. Louis, but moved in with his uncle in Farmington during his Junior year in high school. At his old school he was one of the most popular guys at school, he was a skilled Quarterback and he had charisma coming off him in waves that made every girl at his old school fawn over him.
Going to a new high school had been a bit of a culture shock
when he learned from his uncle that the boys and girls were separated. It just
didn’t make any sense to him, but then he had started his first day. In his
very first class, English, he learned just how different Farmington High really
was. Within ten minutes of breathing the air in the place (or whatever else it
was that caused things there to be so drastically different) he found himself
joining in and becoming like the other students. He became a full-fledged top
and fucked the teacher across his desk. He had then tried out for the football
team and managed to become the captain. He became the most popular stud in the
school, the guy every bottom and versatile wanted to have pounding their ass.
When it came time for graduation, unlike the majority of
guy’s that graduated from Farmington High, he managed to get accepted to a
University back in St. Louis. His will power was strong enough that he managed
to leave the country town and return to his urban home.
Away from Farmington, Tyler found his old self reemerging,
including his heterosexuality. He studied to become a professor of English
while he went to frat parties and banged every girl he could in hopes of
washing all that homosexuality off himself. He tried to forget his time in that
town, but it wasn’t the easiest.
Life continued on, he graduated, bought a house, got a
steady girlfriend, and even got a job at a community college. Life was going
pretty good for him, until one night, out of the blue his uncle called to see
how he was doing. The conversation was short, yet weird.
The next morning he had gone to work, but when he stepped
into the halls of the community college, he found himself somewhere else
instead. He found himself in the halls of Farmington University, and everything
came rushing back to him. He disrobed right there in the hall and headed to the
English room, ready to teach and have his ass fucked.
Tyler would spend the rest of his life at the university,
having almost escaped the town’s pull. Instead of remaining a top, he was now
the sluttiest of bottoms. And to make matters even worse was the fact that he
was in a way a prisoner of his own mind, for deep down inside he still
remembered his straight, free self and was horrified by the way he easily
debased himself now and forever.
Now instead of having the dick everybody wanted to ride, he
had the ass the every guy wanted to fuck. It just goes to show you, sometimes
you can never escape your past.
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