Erotica I have written

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DOMINATED BY GWERN

"Sasha, what's one divided by 0.01?"

"... I don't know. Let me check in in R."

He inputs the code line ' probit(0) ' into his command line, and it returned '-Inf'.

"-Inf", replied Sasha Gusev

"Uh... No. It's 100.", replies the teacher, incredulously.

His bitter rival, gwern, snickers quietly. Sasha turns his head over to him: a seventeen year old, square jawed, athletic, six foot tall gentile who gave Sasha a cute smirk. He couldn’t control the rush of blood towards his loins - he had a massive crush on the school's most popular and eminent student. The Jew quickly turned his head away and gazed out the window as the rest of the class laughed at his ridiculous mistake.

His heart sunk to his chest. His head started to heat up. He started to become depersonalized, and his thoughts began to scatter around his brain. Gwern's big cock. His mother insisting that he clean his room. Gwern's nice ass. The girl's who made fun of him because he wouldn't eat hot dogs because they aren't kosher. Gwern's defined abs.

He looked down and noticed that his penis was erect. "What is the heritability of spontaneous erections?", his drifting mind asked. From a developmental systems theory perspective, the fact his penis and blood exist are the combination of genes that code for those organs as well as environmental factors like water and food. But this doesn't tell us anything about the degree to which genes are associated with variation in spontaneous erections between men. Or about the factors that led to him to getting this specific erection.

There is clearly an environmental factor involved - the aryan excellence of his schoolmate gwern, which invites sexual attraction. But what caused him to become attracted to his bitter rival in the first place? This isn't just GxE - it's an interaction between a phenotype and an environmental factor. So the mathematical expression for this erection would be (Gp + GpxGp + GpxEp + EpxEp + Ep)xEe. He got a burst of euphoria from his quantitative insight - a four parameter interaction model is not something that could be imagined by those worthless hereditarians.

The school bell rang.

He then felt fear course through his body and the formation of a lump in his throat. The next class was gym class. And he had to change into his gym clothes. With other people there. He bolted towards the changing rooms instantly, hoping to change alone. He exited the school building and walked quickly towards the changing rooms, like the sperg he was. After a few minutes, he finally reached the changing rooms. He opened the door to the men's room and was pleasantly surprised to see nobody there. Except for gwern.

He blushed and turned away to walk out the door.

"Wait, kosher boy", gwern barked

"What?", Sasha shyly replied.

Gwern pinned the frail, pale 11th grader against the wall and smiled. Sasha froze. Gwern leaned in to his classmate's ear. "I saw the bulge in your pants in math class", he whispered quietly. The tall gentile pressed his thigh against Sasha's crotch. He rubbed it up and down, provoking a moan from his comrade's mouth.

"You like that, don't you? Why don't we take it a step further?"

Gwern gave Sasha a passionate kiss and rubbed his back. Sasha was so afraid he couldn't even kiss back, which saddened the blogger - he wasn't sure if Sasha really loved him. He separated his lips from the boy's, and began to kiss his neck, the hickeys becoming increasingly intense with every second.

Gwern could no longer take it, so he pinned the young teen to the ground and began to tear his clothes off. The frail boy didn't resist, not because he was afraid, but because he really wanted it. The blogger tore off his rival's underwear to reveal an average sized, but rock hard cock. He studied it closely - he was circumcised, and had a thin dark scar under his mutilated foreskin. There were a few veins, the most prominent one ran straight up his cock - it was kind of cute looking. But his dick wasn't what he wanted. He turned Sasha over and took off his pants and underwear, revealing his 7.564353 inch dick, which had a nice girth to it. He pressed it against Sasha's buttocks, running it up, down, and around his skin.

"Do it", Sasha firmly stated.

Gwern was taken aback - this was the first thing the boy had said in their entire sexual exchange. He complied, and slowly penetrated his ass - he wanted to do it quickly, but the girth of his cock and the tightness of his partner's ass was holding him back. After about five seconds, he was finally all the way in. Sasha was clearly uncomfortable, but his pride stopped him from wailing in pain. He then rapidly thrust in and out of Sasha, which pleasured him greatly, although his friend did not feel the same. He was deep in heat, and already close to orgasm after two minutes. He tried to hold it back, but was unable. In only 134.4124145 seconds, gwern emptied his load into the Jewish boy's rectum, eliciting a groan from the former.

"That's it? Two minutes?", Sasha stated with incredulity.

"Shut up pansy. I was horny". Gwern gave his rival a firm slap on the ass.

GUSEV IN THE LONGHOUSE

Sasha Gusev walked to the longhouse after a hard day of posting on twitter and sleeping in his office chair. He opens the wooden door and is greeted by his norwooding negative canthal tilt postwall wife, who reprimands him for not flushing the toilet after a noxious bout of diarrhea. He apologizes, and proceeds to kiss her feet.

"Not now, my partner, those are for the bull".

His anxiety starts to flare up, and he runs into the basement to do his daily three hours of cognitive training. Meanwhile, his wife calls up the bull and they tumultuously engage in coitus in the bedroom. Two hours into the session, he finds himself face to face with an extremely difficult problem. A set of datapoints are plotted on a scatterplot, where most points segregate into the top right and bottom left corners. He has been instructed to draw the best fit line through the dots - and he just can't do it. He proceeds to draw a horizontal line, and got the question wrong. He stands up, proceeds to wail at the top of his lungs, and runs up to his wife to be comforted.

He opens the bedroom door, only to find Davide Piffer tattooing his wife's back. The Italian glances at the fat professor, and proudly displays his work of art. It was a graph of the average polygenic scores for educational attainment plotted against the IQ averages of 26 different populations. And yes - there was a diagonal line that went through the dots. After requiring two seconds to process the image, Sasha starts weeping uncontrollably, and collapses on the ground in fetal position. Davide Piffer laughs like a maniac and throws his machine at Sasha's skull, causing him to faint. Aroused by his display of dominance, Sasha's wife attempts to seduce the Italian.

Fortunately, Davide was in a state of postnut clarity and saw her for what she was: an ugly, balding strumpet who settled for some mutated professor because he had a fancy piece of paper. Because of this realization, the Italian geneticist jumped out of the window and ran as fast as he could.