Bred by the Groundskeeper: A Bi Awakening

I always thought I liked girls. I dated them. I wanted them.

Until the night I caught Mr. Keane — the quiet, muscular groundskeeper twice my age — in the shadows of the old university pavilion.

Now his commanding presence pulls me back again and again. In the dim light of the abandoned changing rooms, he teaches me things I never expected. Intense. Overwhelming. Leaving me breathless, marked, and craving more than I ever thought possible.

Even as I try to live a normal life, dating girls, studying, pretending everything is fine, I keep returning to him. Because some lessons you can never unlearn. Some desires you can never escape. And Mr. Keane knows exactly how to make a good boy beg for more. 

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