Missing College

After a gap year and Covid, I graduated college a few weeks ago. I knew I would miss it, but damn. I will explain.

Since second semester of my Freshman year, I was a student aid for the athletic program. It basically paid my room and board from my sophomore year through my Senior year. I would do tasks like prepare the locker room, organize team schedules, help student athletes find tudoring help, every so often wash team uniforms, etc.

One road trip, the tasks went sideways. One of the soccer coaches asked me to help ice the leg of one of the players. Very simple task or so I thought. It started with ice, then a bit of help massaging his leg. As the guys got comfortable with me, then came ‘come on, rub me here (their cock) too. ‘ One guy finally broke me and I rubbed his cock. Then another. Then another. Rubbing turned to head extremely quickly.

The next team and season was more of the same. Every season that followed, up until my graduation, was the same. I could never actually count, but I figure I gave 2000 blow jobs and hand jobs over the three plus years in this role. Now, after graduating, I miss it completely.