He Takes My Picture While I Take His Cock

“Johnny this is Jace. If you’re free lets meet at the library at 2pm,” says the text I received.
Luckily, I have no class later this afternoon. I’ll just have to cancel the date I’m planning with one of the cheerleaders who has been flirting with me for a month now. Meeting Jace as soon as possible is my priority.
My name is Johnny, a 22 year old college junior majoring in Physical Education. I’m running to be the president of the school’s Student’s Sports Council for next academic year and it’s currently campaign period for us candidates. I like sports and I’m very athletic. I’m part of the university’s basketball, volleyball and triathlon team. And since I’m graduating next year, I had to make sure I become a student leader aside from being an athlete. Apparently, aside from having good grades (which I have) and athletic abilities, leadership experiences as a student gives a graduate an edge over others in terms of getting absorbed in better jobs in the corporate arena.
A part of our activities for this period is to create campaign paraphernalia and distribute them to student voters to increase our exposure and popularity. This is where Jace comes in.
Although I’m pretty sure that I’m going to win because I am already popular in school due of my involvement in sports, I just want to take this campaign seriously. I’m going against Ryan Cruz, the tennis and martial arts team captain, who also has a pretty good reputation at school. I have limited funds for my campaign and getting some people to work for me without having to pay them would be a big help to save money and use them for some more important things. It’s more difficult to look for resources since I’m an independent candidate and I...