(Too hear about how slutty/horny I was that week you can check out an older post #12 - One Night Stand )
This particular frosh week I was a leader for all the new froshies which means that really you can't have any sexual relations with them until frosh week is over. (unless your me, of course)
The first time I met with my group of froshies it was for some icebreakers and what not. As soon as I saw them I already had decided that a couple were good looking but ultimately knew that I shouldn't do anything. During the human knot or something, I heard one of the boys speak and lo and behold there was an Australian accent. This was the FIRST time I had legit met any person who had an accent and that I was in proximity with enough to actually do something about it.
He was a little shorter than I like, older than me (soooo even BETTER), had curly hair (love), and the obvious austrailian accent (exotic - he was an exchange student).
Every night of frosh week, we have special bar or club night events that is for all people in frosh. As soon as I arrived, this exotic froshie bee-lined to me and started buying me drinks and getting all close. I honestly did try, for a bit to resist and ensure that I stuck to the rules.
It's a hard thing to stick too, when he is a "he" and he was older than me anyways.
Obviously he got me out of the bar and we started walking towards his dorm, I did try, to not follow, but my feet wouldn't listen.
1. he had a tiny little dorm room
2. for his age, he just acted younger than me
3. he took pictures
4. he fucking SUCKED in bed
4a. it was like a bad porno and was just into the "jack hammer" - I don't know if you guys know but that's not cool, not good, it's boring, and I had fallen slightly off the bed and he was still jack hammering away WTF?!
5. he had a fucking single bed and wanted me to sleep over.
So I slept a little bit there, however, I had a hotel room with other frosh leaders and I didn't want to show up the next day in the morning from somewhere else that was not the hotel that all other frosh leaders were.
I slept maybe a couple hours before I woke up, FREEZING my ass off (no blankets and did I mention SMALL fucking bed); I remembered the pictures, sooo dressed myself quietly, took the camera and deleted the pics, and tiptoed out.
He was unfortunately in my frosh team the rest of the week, that morning he was surprised that I had snuck out (well what the fuck else was I gonna do)
one of the other guys in the group found out that I slept with the aussie and was really jealous and mad; he tried to reason with me that I should at least go on a date with him (not happening, learned my lesson....)
NO FROSHIES!
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