This story contains scenes of non-consensual and reluctant sex. All participants are over We were in the locker room at work. I had just come out of the shower and dried off. I opened my locker and was about to take my clothes out and put them on when he started snapping pictures of my naked body.
For the record, it was not the military academy, the one located over the Hudson River outside New York City, but it was a military academy. As this is a work of fiction, it matters not which one it was, but if there are other graduates of this institution, they might recognize the location based on some of the incidents. Not trouble with my studies which were going well, nor trouble settling in and making friends. My trouble was purely financial, I was spending money on textbooks and food at a rate that could not continue for long, I had to get a part time job I was speaking to a gay friend, Mark about the possibility of getting a barman's job but he wasn't hopeful. I knew I was horny, though, and decided to go check out that theater on Kings Highway that everyone is always talking about. I procrastinated for a while, doing some shit around the house, and finally got there around 3 PM. I thought the place would have been quiet on a Wednesday afternoon, but I guess a lot of people took the day off from work or something, because it was pretty crowded.