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hyphyphurray: “You feel it too, don’t you bro?†my roommate said, pointing at me. “Feel what?†I asked. “And what’s with all this sports equipment in here? And when did you start working out?â€I had come home to my formerly nerdy roommate
hyphyphurray: To be fair, I never explicitly turned him gay. I simply changed his personality slowly over time, chiseling away at his cocky persona. It only took a few choice ideas, reinforced over and over. “You feel insecure and you only swagger
hyphyphurray: I didn’t like the eye roll he gave me that morning when I ordered my usual latte. It was then that I decided that the city had far too many unimpressed baristas and too few ginger pupboys. “Red†here never gives me attitude anymore;
hyphyphurray: I was okay with being a long-term planner. I could be a very patient guy when it suited my interests. And now, after over a month of work, I’m ready to finally get even with my jerk of a jock roommate, Jake. See, after months of putting
hyphyphurray: I didn’t like the eye roll he gave me that morning when I ordered my usual latte. It was then that I decided that the city had far too many unimpressed baristas and too few ginger pupboys. “Red” here never gives me attitude
hyphyphurray: I send my boy a trigger text first thing in the morning, telling him what mode to run for the day. Sometimes I put him in Cocky Jock mode, other times Full Geek mode. My favorite though is the Shy Muscle-geek mode. Then, when we meet up
hyphyphurray: I only gave my friend one thing for his birthday, but he seems to have enjoyed it. He wears it just about everywhere. He was always so uptight and unhappy, working a crappy IT job at an office he hated. He was never the most confident guy,
hyphyphurray: “C’mere boy!” he said, rolling out of bed. “Did you have a good night’s sleep?” I only whined in response. I hated Master sometimes, especially when he made me sleep on the floor. I cringed internally at my
hyphyphurray: I didn’t like the eye roll he gave me that morning when I ordered my usual latte. It was then that I decided that the city had far too many unimpressed baristas and too few ginger pupboys. “Red” here never gives me attitude anymore;
hyphyphurray: Don’t get me wrong, I love turning scrawny boys with zero confidence into cocky, duh-faced jockboys. But often times, I’ll be walking down the street and some swaggering punk will make me wonder just for a second what they would be
hyphyphurray: I only gave my friend one thing for his birthday, but he seems to have enjoyed it. He wears it just about everywhere. He was always so uptight and unhappy, working a crappy IT job at an office he hated. He was never the most confident
makingrealalphas: hyphyphurray: Tonight’s personality rewrite of choice: turned into a young, dumb, full of cum frat boy. I’d basically live in gym shorts, always wear a backward baseball cap, a tank, and be down to party with the bros. Who needs
papermoon357:hyphyphurray:Marcus had been my rival on the chess team for years. It seemed like anytime there was a regional competition, it always came down to a match between the two of us. He was like an evil twin. Nobody outside of the chess world
hyphyphurray: The GardenerCody was one of the sweeter guys I’d dated. Cute, quiet, thoughtful. But I could never get a full read on what he was thinking. Every time he looked at me, it felt like he was looking at one his “projects.” He was always
hyphyphurray: Toby and I had what in our city was an uncommon dilemma- we were both tops. Our friends referred to us as the “What a Waste Couple,” and couldn’t understand why, with the seemingly limitless supply of bottoms around us, we would choose
