Beginning my sophomore year, I was chosen to be the live-in boy-toy in one of the smaller sororities on campus. I was nineteen, on the swim team and black, and, no I wasn't chosen for my size but for my beauty. There were ten of us in the running but I was judged the most beautiful, yes, that's the word they used, and the most points went to my manhood. I lived there and served them well and often. There was one of me and fourteen of them so if you like sex as much as I do, you need to come alon