The Laius League
In your senior year, it was considered a dire humiliation to still be a Chrysippus, a bottom, in Timberlands University’s secret society, the Laius League. However, if you ejaculated when a Laius, a top, f****d you, you remained a Chrysippus until you could control your need to submit. The League wasn’t supposed to be about s*x. You went into it for the deep connections you’d acquire later in life—access to the corridors of power in New York, Washington, and all over the nation.
Timberlands was a small men’s college in Tennessee, and just about everyone was straight, at least on the surface. Thus, the “elders,” who were mostly made up of seniors and grad students, got one shot at most Chrysippi—the vast majority passed the test on the first try. Unfortunately for me, the
