A College Gymnast's Gradual Journey into Sex Work

All events and characters in this story are fictional. None of it is based on any true events.  

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Chapter 1

A bead of sweat dripped off Soren’s temple onto his round, muscular shoulder. The shirtless, NCAA D1 gymnast was hunched over his laptop, frantically trying to catch the source of a bug in his program. The assignment was due in under 12 hours and panic was beginning to set in.

This is no use. I need some water and a bathroom break.

Soren let out a stream of piss into the dorm urinal when his friend, Nehal unzipped and started using the adjacent urinal. Nehal asked, “Hey buddy, how’s the assignment going? You’ve been holed up in your room all day…I’ve been wondering when you’d come up for air.”

Soren sighed. “Frickin’ recursive functions, man. The bane of my existence. I’ve been spinning my wheels for days trying to figure it out.”

“Dude, you should just ask Calvin for help. He’s a god at recursion and TA’d this class last year. Guy could prolly get you unstuck in five minutes.”

“Yeah, that’s a good idea. I’ll stop by you guys’s room when Calvin’s back and see if he can give me a pointer or two.” Soren pulled up his grey sweatpants and washed his hands in the sink. The college freshman briefly started at his reflection in the mirror.

Stunning green eyes, elegantly shaped like almonds. A short mop of wavy blonde hair glistened brilliantly under the bathroom lighting. His perfectly sculped gymnast’s body caught Nehal’s eyes. The dude couldn’t help but to admire his dorm neighbor’s cut abs, v-shaped back, and square pecs.

A few hours later, Soren showed up at the door of Calvin and Nehal’s dorm, still shirtless and now holding his laptop in one hand. Nehal was out pumping iron at the weight room. Only Calvin was there and he looked like he might’ve just gotten back from the gym. His medium-length sandy hair was lightly damp from sweat and he was still wearing a pair of lined gym shorts and a stringy, red, muscle tank. He was decently well-muscled for his age – not quite as cut as Soren, but bulkier. Noticing Soren at his door, he gave a head nod, “Hey man, Nehal told me you were needing some help on that CS assignment. Could’ve come to me earlier, probably would’ve saved you a bit of stress.”

Calvin enjoyed seeing Soren look all worked up – the gymnast usually acted calm and cool all the time. He told him to come in and shut the door to block out distractions. Calvin quickly caught the issue Soren had been struggling to debug and moved on to helping him figure out an algorithm.

Soren typed away on his laptop as Calvin looked over his shoulder while giving instructions and hints to his friend. “Bro, you should use a ‘while loop’ instead. Much cleaner way to get it done…” As he dictated, Calvin took a risk and put his thick arm around Soren’s bare shoulders. Soren was so engrossed in coding that he didn’t even notice the subtle advance.

Calvin began stroking his fingers back and forth the silky skin on Soren’s muscular arms. Soren ran his program to test his most recent chunk of code, but it threw an error message instead. Soren groaned. He was running out of time, but thank goodness Calvin was willing to help out...he’d be screwed otherwise. As he paused to take a deep breath, he noticed that Calvin’s arm was around his body, lightly caressing him with his fingertips.

He detected a musky aroma rise from Calvin’s armpit. It smelled mostly of deodorant, with a masculine sweat scent eating through it. Involuntarily, Soren’s cock began to rise, pushing up the fabric on his grey cotton sweatpants. Calvin noticed this, and it caused his own cock to fully harden.
Calvin glided his hand down Soren’s back and onto his chiseled oblique muscles. He commented, “Dude, check your pants. You throwing a bone or something from coding? You frickin’ nerd, haha.”

Soren blushed. “Fuck, haha. Man I’m sorry about that. Think I’m a bit sensitive from your touch.” He tried to inch away from his friend, but Calvin held firm.

“Sounds like you could use a little break…” Calvin took his other hand and brushed it along Soren’s chest, sending shivers up the varsity athlete’s body. Soren lightly pushed his hand away.

“Hey, come on, I’ve got to get this assignment in…quick horsing around.”

Calvin grinned confidently. He spoke slowly and intentionally, “How about we take a little break…you help me out a bit…and then afterwards…I finished up your entire assignment for you? I could probably code it all up in a couple hours, tops.”

Soren froze. Calvin was willing to complete this entire assignment for him?! It was as though a huge weight lifted off his shoulder. His thoughts raced, But that’s basically cheating…and what is he wanting from me?…the guy’s kinda creeping me out a bit.

Calvin continued, “Come on, it’ll be good for both of us.” He lifted Soren’s laptop and set it on the ground, then put his hand on his friend’s crotch. A precum stain had formed and he could easily feel Soren’s cock throb underneath his sweatpants.

Soren sat frozen. “D-dude, what’re you wanting to do?” Calvin leaned his head against Soren’s head and licked his earlobe seductively.

“Let’s have a little fun, bro…make each other feel good.” Calvin traced his tongue down slowly down Soren’s cheek, then his neck and collarbone. Calvin pushed Soren down onto the bed and then pulled the shocked boy’s sweatpants and boxers off.

“What the fuck, man….I’m not that into dudes…” Soren lied. He’d mainly hooked up with girls during his first year of college, but was very attracted to men. He’d gotten blowjobs from a couple of guys off Grindr, but never went further than that due to his Christian leanings and desire to refrain from penetrative sex until marriage.

Calvin ignored him and wrapped his lips around the tip of Soren’s long, straight cock. He moved his tongue in circular motions to tease the smooth cockhead. Soren moaned, “Ughhhh…s hitttt….” The gymnast decided to give in and allow his friend to blow him. He could use some release after a stressful few days. Plus, letting Calvin suck him off in exchange for getting this brutal assignment done seemed like a sweet bargain.

Calvin gave an okay blowjob. The muscular brogrammer slurped on the first few inches of Soren’s 7.5” cock with using his hands to massage the base as well as his balls. Soren felt aroused at the sight of a 6-foot-tall muscle bro on his knees polishing his knob.

After a few minutes, Calvin popped up and assertively grabbed Soren’s chin to tilt it upwards. He planted a firm kiss on the 5’8” gymnast’s lips. Soren was taken aback, but let the muscle bro kiss him anyway. The man’s breath smelled minty fresh, almost as though he’d been prepared for a make out session all along.

Calvin hungrily devoured the smaller jock’s mouth, sticking his tongue in and sucking the oxygen out of Soren’s lungs. Soren had to admit, this guy was a pretty good kisser – a bit aggressive, but solid. Soren remained mostly passive, allowing the larger man to have his way. It strangely turned him on to feel like he was submitting to a bigger, stronger dude.

Calvin held Soren’s head with both his hands, and pulled himself off the swooning boy. He said, “Fuck, bro…you got me so horny.” Calvin stood up, pulled off his stringy tank top, and dropped his pants, revealing white Hugo Boss briefs underneath. He grabbed Soren by the back of the head and rubbed the elite athlete’s face against his crotch.

Soren could tell Calvin hadn’t showered after the gym. His crotch gave off a strong, masculine aroma that wasn’t too bad, but easily detectable. He weakly protested, “Come on, man, cut it out…”
Calvin held firm, making the smaller man inhale his junk. “Dude, I just sucked your cock for like five minutes…you’re not just gonna make me blow you and not return the favor, right? Come on, don’t be an asshole, Soren.”

Soren saw some logic in this, however twisted it seemed. He pulled Calvin’s underwear down and felt a thick cock slap against his face. Calvin’s dick was about an inch shorter than his own, but much thicker. Soren put this thick member between his lips and closed his eyes. Calvin firmly rammed it into Soren’s mouth, stretching it wide.

 Soren gagged a bit as his nose pressed against the curly, light brown pubes. Calvin held his cock inside Soren’s mouth and ordered, “Use your tongue to massage my shaft. Yeah, use lots of spit.” It was Soren’s first time sucking another man’s cock. With his sculpted body and perfect face, the college gymnast had always managed to find guys who were willing to suck his cock without need him to return the favor. He actually kind of liked being on the giving end of things for the first time.

Soren adjusted to his friend’s girth and began experimenting a bit. He rolled his tongue around the shaft, then attempted to get the cock as deep in this mouth as possible. He pulled out to lick the tip a bit, and then used his hands to help pump the thick cock. As he alternated between different techniques, Calvin’s moans let him know what felt good.

As Soren serviced the taller stud, Calvin took out his phone to text Nehal: “Bro, got S down on his knees sucking me off like a bitch! Come get in on this ASAP!!!”

After several minutes of sucking, Soren pulled off to catch his breath and attempted to stand up. But Calvin held him down and stuffed his cock back into the shorter gymnast’s mouth. “Dude, we’re just getting started. Be a bro and suck me off for just a few more minutes, okay?”

As he spoke, Calvin heard the sound of keys rattling the door knob. It twisted, and Nehal walked in grinning, wearing a flat bill backwards and slightly crooked. He closed the door behind him and took off his t-shirt, revealing a toned body with flat abs. Nehal was 6’2”, slightly taller than Calvin, and a lot taller than Soren. He had training his arms at the gym but wasn’t even sweaty, given he hadn’t exerted himself too hard. He had light brown skin and a light coating of black hair on his chest, denser around his nipples.

Hearing Nehal walk in, Soren tried to lift his head up, but Calvin held the the gymnast down on his cock. “Keep sucking, man. It’s just Nehal.” Moaned loudly and inaudibly into Calvin’s pubes.

Nehal dropped his shorts. His cock had already grown to a full erection. It was 8 inches long and almost as thick as Calvin’s. Nehal casually walked over to Calvin’s bed and laid down. He called out, “yo, mind sharing with your roommate for a bit?”

“No probs, brother.” Calvin pulled Soren up and guided him towards Nehal. He asked the drooling gymnast, “You want this?”

Soren didn’t respond but crawled between Nehal’s legs and rubbed his face against the man’s thick brown cock. Soren would not admit this, but he sometimes fetishized large, dark cocks. He was fascinated by the contrast compared to his own fair skin. Now was his chance to taste one for the first time.

He licked slowly up and down the long shaft. Nehal laid back to enjoy the service. As he licked and kissed Nehal’s cock, Soren felt a warm tongue flick at his ass crack. Calvin tentatively began rimming the blonde gymnast, first checking to make sure his hole was clean. As soon as he discovered that it was sweaty, but otherwise all clean, he began ravenously devouring the boy’s virgin hole.

The rim job felt amazing, spurring Soren to moan and cry into Nehal’s dick. Nehal loved seeing his sexy friend squeal while gagged by his long cock. We wanted to roughly fuck that virgin throat but knew the athlete was too inexperienced to take it.

Calvin got up partially and kneeled behind Soren. As the blonde gymnast continued to suck Nehal’s cock, Calvin pressed his chest against Soren’s back and used his fingers to run small circles around his erect nipples. He took his cock and rubbed it against the entrance of Soren’s tight, wet hole.

Calvin had no plans to fuck Soren on this occasion. He knew it’d be too much to ask his friend to give up his anal virginity like this, but he enjoyed grinding his cock against the warm hole, fantasizing about how good it’d feel to pop that cherry.

Soren felt incredibly horny, with tall, strong men on either side of him, using his mouth and butt cheeks for their own pleasure. Both studs noticed this, observing how Soren moaned in pleasure and wiggled his ass, rubbing it against Calvin’s cock like a cat in heat.

Seeing Soren writhe around like a slutty little pussy cat, Calvin felt a wave of dominant, masculine energy surge through him. He yanked Soren off Nehal’s cock and shoved him onto his back. He looked at Nehal, winked, and ordered, “Bro, sit on his chest and keep fucking his throat.” Nehal needed no prodding to comply. He rubbed his wet cock over Soren’s cheek, then shoved it back into his well-used mouth.

Calvin popped open a bottle of lube and pumped a generous amount onto Sorens, slender, 7.5” cock. He lifted up, squatted over the boy’s gyrating hips, and lowered himself onto the turgid cock. Calvin was an expert bottom and Soren’s cock slipped right in.

Soren, completely surprised, yelled into Nehal’s cock, “FFF—fghhh!!” Soren had intended to remain a virgin until marriage. Not because he truly believed in the Bible, but because he thought it was cool to follow the general Christian principles of self-restraint and purity. Nehal let him pull away for a second. Soren panted, “Shit! I’ve never fucked anyone before…why would you just stick my cock up your ass like tha—oh shit! Wait…oh, fuck, that feels good, ughh…”

Soren momentarily lost the ability to speak as sheer pleasure and ecstasy fried his brain. Several seconds later, he managed to say, “Come on, Calvin…at least put a condom on, man…”

Nehal bent over to kiss Soren on the forehead, then licked some beads of sweat off the pinned gymnast’s face. “Chillax, bro, we’re both on PREP. And I just got tested last week – Calvin tested the week before me…we’re both squeaky clean.” Hearing this, Soren relaxed a bit and let himself enjoy his first ever fuck. He’d never even used a fleshlight before and it felt so good to have a warm, lubed-up hole embracing his cock.

Nehal jerked his cock off. “Soren, you’re so frickin handsome, man…Damn, you look sexy with my cock over your face…uhg…shittt, I’m gonna cum, bro….AGHH! Yeah, take that muthafucking load—fuck yeah, you little slut…getting your face painted by my egg whites!” The 6’2”, bro-ey college freshman completely glazed Soren’s face, painting his hair, nose, lips, cheeks, and eyelids with semen. As he finished shooting, Nehal rubbed the cum off (and into) Soren’s face with his hands, then made the boy lick it clean (which he surprisingly did with no complaint).

As Soren tasted his own cum, he also lost control. “Calvin…s-stopp…you’re gonna make me ---ugh shit…I-I’m cumming…I’m fucking cumming, dude!!” Soren’s whole body convulsed and his eyes rolled as he shot his seed into his friend. Calvin came at the same time, jerking his cock vigorously and sprinkling his seed over Soren’s six-pack abs, and shooting some across Nehal’s back and butt.

Nehal collapsed on the bed next to Soren while Calvin walked over to the other bed in the room to lie down and catch his breath. He looked across the room at Soren’s glazed face and smiled. Neehal got up and said, “Hey, I gotta shower and head to class, my dudes. Thanks for the fun!” He winked at Soren, wrapped a towel around his waist, and headed out.

Calvin walked over to Soren. A bit of cum leaked out of his cockhead and he wiped it on his new conquest’s leg. “Hey bro, you better get showered off too. You were fuckin’ amazing, how’d it feel to fuck someone for the first time? Yeah, you liked it? Good. Well now you can just kick back and relax the rest of this afternoon…I got you covered on that assignment, dude.”

Soren looked up at his buddy, feeling conflicted. “Thanks, dude…appreciate your help…and thanks for the other stuff too…felt really good.” Calvin smiled back, feeling some of Soren’s cum leak out of his used hole.

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Soren slept well for the first time all week, now that his assignment got all taken care of by Calvin. Still, he could barely process what just happened that afternoon. His buddy pressured him into receiving a blowjob and topping for the first time. The sex felt amazing and Soren would be thinking about that experience for the next few years whenever he jacked off.

Soren managed to make it through to college graduation without having penetrative sex again, though he gave and received plenty of oral. He hooked up with Calvin several more times that spring of his freshman year and the first part of his sophomore year, but never hooked up with Nehal again. The three remained friends throughout college but drifted apart a bit after their freshman year when they all moved into different housing.
The athletic, handsome gymnast woke up the next morning feeling refreshed. It felt good knowing that Calvin had completed his assignment and would probably be available to help him out on future coding assignments. But he decided that after he finished his freshman year, he wouldn’t trade sex for help anymore. The naïve stud had no idea the depraved and dirty acts he was destined to partake in a few years down the road…

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Thank you all for reading! I wrote most of this chapter many days ago and was debating whether or not to publish it. Even though this chapter starts with Soren's college days, it will quickly catch up to the "Turning Chase" timeline and focus on Soren's life working with Vanders (assuming there's enough positive reader response to warrant continuing this storyline). 

For story updates, reader polls, and AI renderings of how characters might look, feel free to check out my Twitter: twitter.com/chasehuxley6. 

For more of Soren, feel free to check out the (more graphic and intense) story, Avorus Stone.