I had always been thin, with lank brown hair. I was also short. When I was younger the kids would tease me, especially the bigger kids, push me around, call me a girl. From time to time, some of rougher kids would hold me down and grope my crotch to see if I "had one." Needless to say, my life was school, learning, and as I turned 13, then 16, and then 18, jerking off. And I was good at school, the teachers loved me because I was smart as shit. And I held that fact to me like a lover. I wished I was bigger, more athletically inclined, attractive to the babes, but I wasn't. What I was, was smart as shit. And as I got older, and as the kids realized that I could help them, my life got a bit better.

If life had been fair, I would have had a huge cock, heavy, thick, long. But I didn't. I had a smallish dick, about five inches when I was 18. But I was smart as shit and I realized that though I might not get what I dreamed about when jerking on my cock, if I made enough money I could buy it. And college was a dream. I was at the University of Virginia on a full scholarship, majoring in physics with a minor in computer science. A brand new set of kids. They didn't know me, know my past, and I didn't know them. Sure, there were still the jocks and all the others, but they were, somehow, nicer. Fact is, I guess, they had come to realize that school was important, and most realized doing well in school was important. I really can't say I was "accepted," but my position was sure as hell a lot better than it had been back home. Now, when the class broke into study groups, I was a popular guy. And the best part of all, I had my own apartment.

Most kids, most first years, were in dorms. But, for some reason, my parents had sprung for the money to get me an apartment. And that was heaven. My masturbatory practices became quite complex now that I was alone, and knew I wouldn't be disturbed. I had always been anally inclined, and now I took that inclination to new heights. I had found an adult store, far from the University, and saved what I could to buy dildos, all kinds of dildos. Porno I downloaded from the newsgroups and burned onto DVD’s. I had a collection you would not believe. Hundreds of DVD’s containing all kinds of porno from hetero, to gay. My favorites all had anal penetration in them. Of course my real social life sucked, I really didn't drink and no one asked me out, except to their study groups. But that was okay, I had my life in my apartment and even though, from time to time, I wished I could fuck a girl, or even have sex with one of the stud athletes (the swimmers drove me crazy!), I was content. And I had a good friend, Billy.

Billy was a bit taller than I was, but just as thin and just as weedy. He was smart as shit too, and the two of us were a force in class. He had the same majors as I did and was, in fact, my only competition. But, for some reason, we became friends. Billy and I spent a lot of time together, and shared our frustrations. He