George's POV
Everything in my life was simple. There was nothing particularly extraordinary about it.
I had a beautiful, intelligent girlfriend. I was studying accountancy at one of the most prestigious universities of this state. Life was good-not rich, but not poor either. We had roof over our heads, food on the table and most importantly, I was fortunate enough to pursue my education.
Stairs after stairs-that was my daily routine. Freshman weren't allowed to use the elevators and most of my classes were held on the fifth floor. It was exhausting, but I didn't really mind.
Everything was going smoothly...
Until a group of upperclassmen walked into our room.
"Hi everyone!" the girl greeted cheerfully. "I'm Phoebe and this is Aman."
I figured they were officers of some student organization - or maybe the student council. I wasn't really sure
"Hey guys. I'm Aman, the student council president." he said with an easy smile. "I'm here to let you know that our Accountancy Week is coming up and we're organizing a pageant. We're looking for both male and female contestants, but we're seriously lack male participants. We'd really appreciate it if at least one guy from your section could represent your section."
So he is really was the Student Council President.
I couldn't help but admire him. Accountancy was already demanding enough, yet he still had time to lead the entire student council. That was honestly impressive.
"You there," Phoebe suddenly said, pointing straight at me. "You should join. You're tall and you've got that pretty-boy look going for you."
Me?
I almost laughed
I wasn't handsome and I definitely didn't have a muscular body for that. There was no way I could compete with guys like that.
"Come on, please dude" Aman encourage. "Please. We'll take care of everything. We just need your participation."
They were persistent.
Just then, Janna approached us.
"I want to join, Can I?" she asked.
Janna was one of the prettiest girls in our class, though I wasn't exactly a fan of her personality.
Christine still won by a mile, my girlfriend.
"Well, there you go," I joked. "Janna's joining already."
Honestly, I was flattered that they wanted me to join badly. It was overwhelming.. and if I was being honest with myself, I actually wanted to try.
But pageant meant expenses, time, and a ridiculous amount of effort.
"Only ten guys have signed up so far," Phoebe pleaded. " We really need more contestants. I know you want to join."
Then Christine gently nudged my shoulder.
"Babe, go for it," she said with a warm smile. "You've always dreamed of doing something like this, haven't you? You even auditioned for Big Brother before. This is your chance. I'll support you every step of the way. Promise."
How could I say no after that?
"..Fine," I sighed. "But you're all helping me, okay? I have absolutely no idea what I will do."
The three of them immediately high-fived one another.
"Great!" Aman grinned. " We'll have a meeting at two this afternoon for all the contestants and ushers. Make sure you're there. You too Janna."
After they left, Janna turned to me.
"George! We're representing our section," she said seriously. "So we'd better win. No slacking. Okay?"
I chuckled.
"Go Babe," Christine said, squeezing my hand. "Don't worry. Russell and I will help you, right bestie?"
"Of course," Russell replied without even looking. He was caught up on his book. "We'll support you."
Russell and Christine had been classmate since high school.
If I didn't know Russell only care about academic stuff, I would probably be jealous.
"Well then," I teased Christine, winking. "You better not get jealous. There'll be lots of pretty girls competing."
She pinched my nose.
"Try me. I'll turn into a monster."
Russell snorted. "You already look like one."
A loud smack at Russell's arm echoed across the room. Russell rubbed his arm dramatically while everyone laughed.
Just then, our professor entered the classroom and laughter faded. I pushed everything else aside and focused on the lesson.
******
By, noon, classes were over.
The meeting wasn't until two, so Christine and I decided to grab lunch at McDonald.
It was the closest fast-food restaurant.
After eating, we spent some time studying.
By one o'clock, Christine was already fighting to stay awake.
She worked part-time crew here while studying full-time. Her shift will start later around 6pm.
I knew how exhausted she always was.
"Babe," I said softly.
"I'll walk you back to your dorm. You look really sleepy."
She frowned.
"But I promised to support you today. I don't want to break my promise."
I smiled and held her hand.
"You've already supported me enough. Besides... If being handsome, doesn't help me win, I'll just rely on confidence." I winked at her
She laughed.
I walked her to her dorm across the street before heading back to the campus.
On the way I stopped by a barbershop. Since I'd already decided to join... might as well try to get a new haircut . I got my usual undercut keeping my hair like those K-pop guys that are trending recently.
At exactly 1:45pm, I arrived outside the Student Council Office.
No one is around yet. I sit on a nearby chair on the hallway.
Then...
Someone walked in.
Even I am a straight guy, I had to admit- He was ridiculously handsome.
Tall. Broad shoulders. Athletic. His skin was flawless, almost unreal.
The kind of face that could make anyone stare.
I suddenly wanted to withdraw from the competition.
"Hey. Are you joining too? He smiled and extended his hand.
"I'm Kevin. Kevin Yu. Fourth year section 1."
I stared at his outstretched hand for a moment. Seriously... How could someone be this handsome and smart. A senior in Accountancy and in the first section?!
"Hi, I'm George. First year, last section."
He smiled warmly before sitting beside me. The hallway grew quiet.
We waited outside the office in silence. Kevin look exhausted. His eyes slowly closed.
Before I realized what was happening... his head gently rested on my shoulder. A moment later, one of his arms wrapped loosely around my waist.
I froze.
To anyone walking by... We looked like a couple.
I could only sit there, too stunned to move.
Then suddenly, he groaned and suddenly, I can feel his lips on my neck. I felt ticklishly. I was starting to get a hard on just thinking his lips on my neck. I can feel his tongue licking my neck. There is no way that he is gay.
He then started sucking my neck. I moaned and push him away from me.
I looked at him and instinctively touch my neck while looking at him with disbelief.
There are few people around and he grab my hand on the closest toilet and open one cubicle and locked it
He then kissed me. He was so good. I started moaning by just kissing him. He started to open my trouser and my hard dick sprang. I cannot think anything and he just started sucking my dick.
I looked at him while he is sucking me. He looks good while my dick was inside his mouth. He kept sucking me and then I cum inside his throat. He swallowed all of my cum. He fix himself and fix my trouser then kiss me on my cheek and get out from the cubicle.
I was still stunned and still processing what I have done. I'm straight. Or what he have done and why I allow it. I got out and he is still outside the office where we originally sit. He gestured for me to come over and sit again beside him. I don't know but I just agreed. He hugged me and this time he rest again his head on my shoulder sniffing my neck. I just let him while we are waiting for people to arrived.
** to be continued **
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