Chad Becomes Chaste
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Trust fund twink and college freshman, Chad Astor is ambivalent. Gulf States University, his father’s alma mater, isn’t exactly Stanford or Berkeley, but he plans to make the most of it. At first sight, Chad’s new roommate, Brody King, seems like just another dumb rugby jock—sweaty, straight, and basic—but things aren’t always as they seem. An unlikely friendship develops between them, but when one of his teammates shows an interest in Chad, Brody gets jealous and territorial. An argument, an expensive bottle of bourbon, and a male chastity device set the stage for a homoerotic game that Brody is only too anxious to play. And before Chad realizes what’s truly going on, he finds himself under lock and key and under the straightish jock’s control. This kinky romance features elements of dominance and submission, bondage, gear, discipline, and other fetishes.
Keegan Kennedy
Originally hailing from Mississippi, Keegan Kennedy is a writer based out of Memphis, TN. He's a self-described, ‘aging, former sex symbol’ with a kinky imagination. Keegan is fascinated with the natural power exchanges between dominant and submissive males, and his stories reflect that fascination. The fantasies that he shares are full of adventure, peril, bondage, and a dry wit. And he has a knack for uncovering love and romance in the darkest of places. With a tendency toward the melodramatic, he does more than arouse or excite the reader - he engages them.Author of Homecoming: International Number One in four countries: The United States, The United Kingdom, Germany and Canada. Author of Homecoming: International Number One in four countries: The United States, The United Kingdom, Germany and Canada. Author of eBook Number Ones: The Substitute Wife, Magnificent Pretense, Captivated, Ganymede 4, West Texas Rivalry, Taken, The Christmas Bottom, The Party Favor, Stupid Jocks Make the Best Submissives, College Endowment, Who Wears the Pants in the Family?, Saving Drake McKenzie, Heisting Hogan, Half Past Midnight, Crossroads, and Man of the House.
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Chad Becomes Chaste - Keegan Kennedy
Chad Becomes Chaste
By Keegan Kennedy
Published by Kennedy-Empire Media
Copyright 2017
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Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
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About the Author
Chapter 1
Chad Astor, this one’s yours,
the ninth-floor resident advisor whose name I’d already forgotten said as he nodded toward the closed door. You’re in 931.
Thanks,
I said, letting my bag slide off my shoulder and onto the floor. I dug my keys from the pocket of my shorts.
Anytime,
he replied, his attention turning back to the half dozen other freshmen whom he was leading down the hallway. As I unlocked my dorm room, the R.A. led the other freshmen down the corridor. Chuck Brantley, 937 is yours…
I opened the door and took in the bare room that would be my home for the next two semesters. Apparently, I’d arrived before my new roommate.
Room 931 of Haines Hall was tiny for one person, much less two. With cinderblock walls, the space was in the vicinity of 15 feet in width by 25 feet in length. Facing each other on opposite walls were closets with sliding doors. Beside the closets were matching desks with a single wooden chair pushed under each. With perhaps six feet between them, two twin beds flanked a single window.
As expensive as Gulf States University was, I’d incorrectly assumed that the school would’ve spent a little of my two hundred thousand dollars in tuition to fix up the freshman dormitory, but I was wrong.
After sitting my bag down on the bed, I inhaled deeply and opened the ratty-looking blinds. The room smelled of old dust and a stale locker room.
I sighed. It wasn’t much, but I’d work with it.
So far, I only knew three things about my new roommate. His name was Brody King, he was attending GSU on a rugby scholarship, and he’d gone to public school.
With their massive legs and beefy upper bodies, rugby players were hotter than football and baseball players combined, at least to me. I got a taste for rugby players back at Hanover Academy, the private all-boys boarding school where I’d spent six years. During my junior and senior years, at least once a month, Riley Connor, the star of the rugby crew, would show up during the middle of the night, drunk as shit, and want me to suck his dick. I always obliged.
With no girls at Hanover, the boys were always hard-up. Most guys whom I knew or knew of were getting it on with each other. I knew which guys liked just jerking off. I knew which guys only wanted their cocks sucked. I knew the ones who liked to suck cock. I also knew who got fucked and who was doing the fucking.
Not much got past me at Hanover. I was one of the few guys who was actually out. Most of the others at Hanover hooked up with their roommates or teammates in secret behind closed doors.
Although I was stoked to be in college, a part of me missed Hanover already, but it wasn’t out of some sense of nostalgia. There was a more practical reason. Here at GSU, there were too many women around, and they were going to be major cock-blockers! Don’t get me wrong—I adored females, but back at boarding school, there were no girls, so even the straightest of dudes could be had. I knew realistically that there’d be willing guys on campus. But would they be as hot as those ultra-masculine heterosexuals that I’d grown to love so much?
Hell no.
With so much ‘pussy’ available, how was a hot, kinky bottom like me going to satisfy his addiction to straight dick? I tried to assure myself that there’d still be some fruit in the trees, but pickings were going to be considerably slimmer.
During my days at Hanover, I was lucky. I was never bullied or harassed for being gay. Of course, it helped that I lifted weights, knew how to defend myself, was outspoken, and that my family had more money than God. I just hoped Brody King wouldn’t turn out to be a homophobe or some asshole I’d have to put in his place. But I was only 5-foot-8, and since my new roommate was a rugby player, he could probably take me in a fistfight. But in the struggle for dominance, I’d found that mere force was nothing compared to cunning and intelligence. Getting inside a foe’s head to expose their weaknesses was far more effective than a physical confrontation. Hopefully, it would all be cool with Brody, and I wouldn’t have to waste my energy with head games.
With the rest of my luggage arriving in a few days, I unpacked my travel bag within five minutes. Since Brody King still hadn’t shown, I decided to go check out campus, so I supposed meeting my new roommate would have to wait until later.
After grabbing a coffee at Starbucks inside the student union and taking a walk around campus, I made my way back to the dorm. Finding the door unlocked but closed, I entered to see that my roommate had arrived. As the heavy door closed behind me, I was suddenly awestruck, and my dick was instantly hard in my cargo shorts. Brody King wasn’t just cute or handsome—the dude was smoking hot!
I stood there like some slack-jawed fool just gaping at him. Brody was tall, maybe 6-foot-4, with light brown hair and bright blue eyes. He wore a red Under Armour compression shirt that fit him like a second skin. The athletic shirt showcased herculean shoulders, a granite chest, bowling ball-sized arms, and a flat stomach. His black mesh gym shorts revealed massive thighs and calves the size of cantaloupes. On his huge feet, he wore a pair of white Nike trainers with red and blue swooshes with no socks. Clean-shaven and clean cut, the boy was a fucking rugby god.
My nostrils flared as I detected a smoky musk, a little gamey and a little spicy, floating on the air. He was the source of this masculine fragrance. Brody King had an intoxicating scent.
With an open suitcase on the right twin bed, he stopped and stared at me. With several pairs of socks in one hand and what looked like several jockstraps in the other, he was obviously unpacking.
For a few more seconds, I stood there, thinking about how I wanted to lick him from head to toe and everywhere in between.
Uh,
he muttered in a deep, gravelly voice. Hey, man, are you Chad?
I snapped back to my senses. Yeah, and you must be, Brody,
I replied cordially, extending my hand in his direction.
For a moment, his deep-set eyes narrowed, but after a few seconds, the slight tension on his face dissipated. After tossing his socks and jockstraps into his open drawer, Brody’s hand closed around mine, and it was like a jolt of electricity shot through me. It seemed at that moment that I noticed everything about his touch. His fingers were long and thick, and there were callouses on the palms of his hand. Just like he was, Brody’s handshake was powerful and all man. In comparison, I had girly hands, soft and small.
It’s great to meet ya, Chad,
he said with a grin.
I detected a moderate southern accent. Where are you from?
Poplar Bluff, Missouri, and you?
Richmond, Virginia, primarily.
He gave me an appraising look. You don’t have much of an accent.
I went to boarding school in Connecticut, so I don’t have much of one left, but it always shows back up when I’ve had a little too much to drink.
Right on!
Brody chuckled as he went back to unpacking his suitcase. Boarding school, huh? Your folks must be pretty well-off.
Things were going good, except for the painful hard-on I had in my cargo shorts. I took advantage of his turned back to quickly adjust my dick.
Yeah,
I replied. I didn’t like to brag about my family’s money especially to someone who probably didn’t have a lot to spare. We have a little.
Probably a lot,
he countered, shoving another handful of socks and underwear into the small dresser on his side of the room. If ya went to boarding school and all…
Not much gets past you,
I said, plopping down on my bed and watching the big guy’s muscles ripple under his tight compression shirt.
Well, when ya state the obvious, it ain’t much of a stretch on my end to put two and two together.
Brody definitely wasn’t the dumb jock I’d assumed he was.
I hope ya didn’t mind that I picked the left side.
It’s cool.
He eyed my side of the room. Where’s all your shit?
he asked.
It should be here in a few days. My mom’s shipping all my stuff down.
Everything I own is in these two suitcases.
Brody nodded to the latched suitcase by his big feet as well as the one on his bed. You must have a lot of shit if you’re having it sent down here.
I guess,
I said, pretending to look at my phone while trying not to gawk at his bulging body.
Ya got a TV?
he asked eagerly.
Yeah, I got a 48-inch. It’ll be coming down with the rest of my stuff. Not sure where to put it, though. I don’t wanna crowd you.
Grinning ear to ear, he turned to me. Don’t worry about crowding me, man. With football season coming, you can put that TV anywhere ya please.
Good to know.
I looked around our room. As small as this place is, we’ll be lucky if it’ll fit.
Oh, we’ll make it fit.
The TV wasn’t the only thing I wanted Brody to make fit…
We’ll make sure to use plenty of lube if we need to,
I teased.
As Brody opened his second suitcase, he looked over his shoulder at me. Good one.
Thanks, I have plenty of one-liners.
So,
Brody said, his tone changing slightly. You got here before me. Have ya walked around campus yet?
Yeah, I went and grabbed coffee.
See a lot of hot chicks?
I had a feeling that my comment about the lube had gotten his attention. And as if on cue, here was his heterosexual proclamation. But I wasn’t playing this game with Brody.
I saw a lot of girls, but none that I found attractive.
He sat down on his bed with a loud creak and rifled through his bag. Seriously?
I’m serious. I’m gay, so I don’t find chicks hot.
Oh.
Brody’s face remained neutral, but something told me that he wasn’t surprised.
I continued, Hopefully, that won’t be an issue for you.
Well,
he paused briefly, I’ve never met a gay guy before.
I figured you hadn’t. There probably aren’t a lot of gays in Poplar Bluff.
So do I give off the straight vibe?
Well, yeah, I’d have to be blind, deaf, and dumb not to know you’re straight.
Brody grinned. Since we’re being honest, I sort of had you pegged, too.
Careful what you say about pegging,
I warned playfully. You don’t wanna give me the wrong idea.
Brody’s mouth fell open.
I’m kidding, big guy.
He laughed. Cool.
Grinning, I replied. But seriously, as long as you don’t try to push your straight lifestyle onto me, we’ll be good.
A huge smirk came over his face, making him look even sexier. You’re a smart ass. I can relate. I promise I won’t try to recruit you.
Thanks, I’d appreciate that.
Brody reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. Shit, it’s almost four.
He got up from his bed. "I have this fucking meet-and-greet thing with the coach