Frat House Fuck Hole

Frat House fuckhole

Part 1

By: MuscleBottom

(M/M+, Anal, Forced, Humiliation, Oral, Sex, Big Cocks, Bodybuilders, Jocks,

Frat, College, Straight, Uniforms, Public Places, Locker rooms)

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This material is fictional and is not intended to read in any state or

country where it might be considered illegal. If you are not yet 21 years of

age, depending on the country, If you are too young to read this DO NOT READ

ANY FURTHER. EXIT THIS PAGE NOW. If you are offended by homosexuality,

domination, submission, humiliation, or discipline activities between men

and/or teens you should not read this. I ask that if you wish to reproduce

this story or part of it for anything more than your own private use you

seek and receive my permission in writing first.

(c) musclebottom 2007

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Tom Brady checked in for practice a week before the semester started. He was

the star quarterback for state and starting his senior year with the promise

of making a professional team. He had already received offers but he wanted

to finish college before going pro. At 6'5" and 215 lbs of lean mean muscle,

chiseled good looks, and a horse cock swinging between his legs he had no

trouble getting chicks. He had never had any trouble getting chicks. The

problem was they always wanted something, they wanted to be his girl friend,

wanted him to do things, wanted him to care about them, wanted to get

married, and the truth was he didn't give a shit about them all! He wanted

was a hole to fuck regularly.

He liked to fuck regularly. More regularly than any single chick was willing

to give it up for him. Tom liked, no he NEEDED to get his nut off 3 or

4 times a day. Shit sometimes some chick would get ole Tom all worked

up and raring to go, then little miss sorority sister would get a good look

at the monster; all red, and throbbing, and mean looking, with his foreskin

pealed up off his slimy and drooling angry red cock head and then she would

suddenly back out saying he was "too Big" or that "he would tear her up".

Tom didn't give a flying fuck! Hell he hadn't killed anyone yet! But

Tom knew better than to force it when a girl started backing up and

reaching for her clothes, struck with terror at the thought of actually

getting fucked by the huge club of a hard cock that was pointed in her

direction. The last thing he needed was for a rape charge against him from

some stupid fucking bitch to go and fuck up his career. Damn! Sometimes it

was hard to do though! He liked to fuck hard and had a mean sadistic streak

in him. When some bitch got that look of terror in her eyes it just made him

hotter to fuck, and that's when having some fucking faggot closet case came

in handy.

Tom had found out that closet cases where the ideal fuck hole to have

around when you really needed to blow your load. The first thing was that

when you boiled it all down, the most important thing to a closet case

faggot was getting your cock. Second thing was they were ashamed of what

they were letting you do to them and could be blackmailed into doing

whatever you wanted, whenever you wanted, wherever you wanted. Third thing

was they were humiliated, and humiliating the chick or fag hole he was

fucking made Tom hot! And you could hurt them too! Slap them around a

bit, spit on 'em, call them names, make them scream while you fucked their

hole, torture their nipples till they begged you to stop, and they always

let Tom do it again, 'cause they wanted Tom's big ole cock! It's

like closet case fags were addicted to his big meat and once they got it and

they would do anything to get more of it. The problem was that right now

Tom didn't have a fag to use and he was horny. He'd been on campus

half a day and all three of the faggots he had used the semester before had

flunked out and moved away. They all flunked out and had to move away after

Tom got his hands on them, they would skip class or even exams to

service Tom's big cock. Hell a lot of times they didn't have no choice

'cause Tom would tie 'em up face down on the mattress, and Tom

didn't give a fuck if they missed an exam or not - all he wanted was to fuck

'em. Usually Tom would go through a couple of fags during a semester.

Now Tom was on the lookout for a new closet case fag he could use. He

wasn't particularly worried within a day or two at the most he would find

one they were always around; he'd had his eyes on a couple of teammates

already and their was the new assistant coach who seemed a little jumpy and

nervous around him.

Tom hit the locker rooms last. He had wasted too much time chatting up

the assistant coach and most of the guys were gone or getting ready to leave

when he got there. Damn! He had missed the rush hour in the showers and that

was always a good place to scope out a fag. The guys that were left weren't

interested in his cock anymore than the standard straight guy locker room

shit that had followed him around all his life. Tom stripped and

headed for the showers leaving his shampoo in his locker; there was no

reason to linger around in there if the place was empty and the place was

getting emptier by the minute.

Tom took a quick shower and turned the water off and just as he

leaving the shower area around the corner comes a guy in a red speedo,

holding a towel, his swim goggles and shampoo. He quickly passed him to go

into the shower, the guy was barely a blur passing him but Tom's fag

alarm goes off big time. Tom turns around as his anaconda twitches a

little and unfurls just a bit. It was something about the slight pause in

the guys step, the double glance and then another slight pause in his pace,

no one but Tom would have noticed it. Tom watched the cute

bubble butt in the red Speedo walk to the center of the communal showers,

the fag turns on the spout and peels off his trunks before Tom says

"Hey man you got some shampoo I could borrow?" and turns and starts walking

over to the shower as the faggot turns to answer him.

"ah... ah sure I've... ah... got some... ah... shampoo... ah... you could...

um... bowwow."

The faggot says, he is having a hard time keeping his eyes off the big

swinging dick of the muscular quarterback that's headed towards him but he's

doing a pretty good job for a faggot. Tom notices that the faggot's

tiny pecker twitches and starts to lengthen before the fag swimmer turns

around and quickly steps in to the steam of water. Tom steps up next

to him and turns the showerhead on next to the faggots.

"THE NAME'S TOM!" he says all friendly like, in his best mid-western

hometown voice.

Extending his hand, Tom knows that the faggot swimmer has to turn to

shake his hand or otherwise risk being offensive.

"ah... It's good to meet you, I know who you are, you're the quarterback,

everybody know who you are. Unless their geeks or queer or something."

"JACKPOT!" Tom thought to himself. He grabbed the faggot's hand, and

let the faggot feel the electric shock that he could always sense was going

through a faggot's body when he was working them like he was now.

Tom leaned in a little "Did you see my last game?" Tom asked,

squeezing the faggots hand for emphasis.

Tom smiled at him and looked the closet case fag straight in the eye

before he released the faggot's hand. It wasn't an un-naturally long hand

shake but for the faggot swimmer it would seem like eternity.

"Man that ref was fucked" Tom continued and within sixty seconds he

found out the faggot's name was Sam, that he was from the mid-west just

like Bill Keith was and that his dad was a pretty well know evangelical

preacher.

And within that same sixty seconds Tom also found out that Sam was

already having some trouble with his little pecker. Tom kept turning

to the guy to talk to him letting the water cascade over his well muscled

and hairy body giving Sam full view of his manhood. Standing a good head

above the faggot Tom soaped up his hair and turned to the fag again as

he spoke naturally about the game.

"Shit boy you're paying so much attention to hiding that little hard on of

yours you're missin' the party that's going on over here between my legs!"

Tom thought to himself as he soaped down the hair on his torso and

abs. Then around the big firm mounds of his own ass. He massaged his thick

thighs and then soaped down his legs one at a time as he lifted them talking

and turning to the fag the whole time. Tom was taking in the firm

round hairless ass of the faggot as Sam continued to try and hide his now

full blown erection, all 4 inches of it. Tom was getting hard too.

Finally he stopped talking, reached up and grabbed the bottle of shampoo and

held it upside down squirting it down the length of his monster cock, like

he was applying lube for a fuck to the semi erect monster cock that nearly

spanned the distance between them. Sam couldn't help but notice what Billy

Keith was doing and gapped open mouth at the big cock. Tom took both

hands and stroked his big monster cock slowly.

"There's nothing like a good hot shower after a work out" he said to the

faggot still facing him he was now looking down at his own cock as he

stroked his own big uncut tool to an erection.

"Well almost nothing" he added as he looked up at the kid who was standing

there like a deer caught in the headlights of a car. Tom stepped a

little closer to the faggot and Sam bumped into the wall as he tried to

back away. "It's no big deal, happens to me all the time working out gets me

horny, looks like working out got you a little horny too."

Tom nodded at the kids pecker, which was now hard as a rock and

pulsing up and down on its own precum was leaking for the kids dick.

"Happens to guys all the time." He stepped closer to the trapped fag and

closing the distance between them "Maybe you could give me a little hand,

you know!"

Sam just gaped at Tom's big cock... the jock continued to stroke the

big meat with both hands. Tom reaching out he grabbed the fag's hand

and wrapped it around his big meat. Taking the fag's other hand he wrapped

around the thick base of his own cock and guided the fag as to the pressure

and speed to use.

Sam was in a trance as he stroked the two cocks staring down at them his

own 4" cock absolutely infantile against the massive thick hard meat that was now drooling precum on Sam's belly. Tom pushed down slightly on the

swimmers' shoulder and the faggot sank to his knees slowly in front of the

big meat.

"There ain't no one around" Tom pressed the faggot's head towards his

cock.

Sam took the fat cock into his mouth and swirling his tongue around the fat

cock head he hungrily sucked down the large amount of precum oozing from the

big piss slit.

"Yeah suck that fat cock" Tom growled.

It was immediately apparent that the this wasn't the faggot's first time at

the rodeo; the little cock sucker knew what he was doing. Sam sucked

hungrily on the fat cock in front of him while his own cock bobbed and

jerked up and down between his legs Sam didn't dare touch himself for fear

that he would shoot his wad too soon; he wanted to enjoy this. He swirled

his tongue around the fat cock head that was stuffed in his mouth and looked

up at the quarterback who was feeding him the massive cock, past the thick

bush of pubic hair, up passed the taught hairy abs, passed the big hairy

pecks. He looked finally into the handsome all-American face of the

quarterback who was sneering down at him and locked eyes with the god of a

jock who was fucking his face.

"Oh yeah! That's it faggot suck my fucking cock!" Tom growled in a low

tone to the cock sucker worshiping between his legs before him.

Encouraged Sam tried to get more of the fat cock into his mouth and took

part the fat cock head into his throat.

"OH FUCK yeah take that cock" Tom said as he grabbed the back of the

faggot's head and shoved more of his cock into the faggot's throat as the

cock sucker tried to control his gag reflex.

The massive cock was the perfect shape for opening up throats and assholes

with a big mushroom shaped head that wasn't too big to get it in their hole.

Then the closer you got to the root the fatter it was and at the base it was

nearly as big around as his forearm. Nearly half his big meat was now

disappearing in and out of the cock sucker' face. It was very rare to find

anyone who could suck his whole cock to the base, but he was going to try.

Tom shoved down on the faggot's head and backed the back of the cock

sucker's head against the tile wall shifting the angle expertly. He started

to fuck more of his thick meat in and out of the trapped face. He furiously

fucked nearly three-quarters of it into the faggot face when he felt teeth

scrape across the shaft.

"Watch your fucking teeth!" he ordered "wrap your lips around them cock

sucker, you bite my cock again and I'll rip your fucking head off!"

Sam obeyed and the quarterback began to fuck his throat again beating his

head against the tile wall with each thrust. Soon he was taking the entire

meat and the quarterback's fat balls were slapping hard against his chin.

Sam breathed through his nose every chance he got to get air and braced

himself against the face fucking in an attempt to keep from getting his head

hit against the wall too hard. He gagged every now and then but the

quarterback never slowed down. Sams own cock bobbed up and down furiously

between his legs as he took the quarterback's brutal face fucking. Tom

was getting close to blowing his wad down the fag's throat if he didn't slow

down, but the cocksucker was taking the face fucking like a pro and he

wanted to try out his cute little ass before he shot his load.

Tom pulled his big meat from the faggot's face and looked down at him

gasping for air and staring hungrily at the big slimy cock bobbing in front

of his face still drooling precum a long threat of it was still connected to

the cock sucker's swollen lips. The faggot's little cock was still Keithbing

up and down between his legs drooling precum and aching to blow its own

load.

"Looks like you're enjoying yourself" Tom smirked as he toed the

faggot's cock with his big foot and slapped his big drooling meat against

Sam's face. Tom reached down and fingered the fag's ass hole with one

then two and finally three of his big fingers.

"Damn you got one hot fucking mouth faggot, now let's see how good your ass

is."

Hypnotized by desire for the big drooling meat swinging in his face Sam was

silent as if in a trance his desire overcoming his fear that the big cock

might tear him up. The quarterback lifted him to his feet and led him out of

the showers and over to the nearest bench in the locker room positioning the

muscle bound swimmer over the bench ass up ready for fucking. Tom

stroked his massive meat, precum poured out his cock head and slicked up his

fat shaft as he looked down at the boy's sweet round asshole stretched

around his thick fingers.

The fag's cock was hard and pointing straight down, trapped by the edge of

the bench drooling its own precum on the locker room floor excited by the

fact the quarterback was getting ready to fuck him. Tom mounted the

fag dry with nothing but his precum for lube the swimmer's tight ass

stretched around his fat cock head and snapped shut tightly around the

mushroom head. Tom let the fag get used to the size before beginning

the long fuck down the length of his thick cock.

"OH fuck that's a big cock" Sam groaned as Tom began to force inch

after inch of increasingly thick cock into the swimmer's tight ass.

"Oh god that's fucking huge" Sam groaned again Tom had almost half of

the big meat in the boy.

"Come on boi, you can take it, I'm nearly there" Tom urged and

continued to slowly force his big cock into the well stretched ass.

"Ohhhhhh FUUUCK!" the swimmer moaned loudly as his ass finally stretched

around the fat root of Tom's monster cock his fat balls finally

resting against the faggot's butt checks.

Tom let the faggot rest for a second as he leaned over the boy and

twisted the swimmer's eraser sized nipples.

"Yeah you got Tom's big cock in you now boi! Ya feel that big fat man

cock in you boi? Your ass is mine!" Tom growled in the fag's ear then

he started to fuck the fag's ass pulling almost all the way out before

plunging back in to the balls with each stroke.

"unh... ohhh... unhh gawd" Sam groaned with each hard stroke "unnh...

fuck... gawd... wait... unnhh... stop... unhh"

Tom didn't wait, stop or even slow down but increased his pace as he

stuffed a dirty jock strap in the fags mouth.

" whapp..mumph... whapp... mumph... whapp... " was the only sound that

filled the locker room as Tom continued the brutal fucking.

"Oh yeah take my cock faggot, Take Tom's big ole dick, fucking your

ass like a cheap whore in the locker room... fucking you like some cunt...

gonna feed you my seed boi... oh yeah! Fucking A that's some sweet ass! Got

ya wrapped around my cock grunting and sweating and taking it here in the

locker room, boi!. The door aint even locked and you're spread out under

Tom getting fucked like a cunt, gonna blow my load in your sweet ass.

Fuck anyone could walk in now and see you there getting fucked by my big

monster cock....yeah you'd like that ya little whore, have a whole team of

swinging dicks walk in and watch ya getting fucked by Tom... jock

strap in your mouth and grunting like a pig as Tom plowed your ass.

Probably get a whole line of studs plowing ya from both ends giving ya what

you want... fucking their jock spooge into ya mouth, down ya throat, up your

ass cunt. Oh fuck I'm getting close you ready for my big load faggot?!!"

"Mmmmuummpphhhh" Sam screamed into the jock strap as he came without being

touched and his cock blew his own load on the locker room floor. The rapid

spasm of his asshole was more than Tom could take

"OHHHH FUCKKK, YEAH TAKE MY LOAD FAGGOT! Ohhhh fuckkkk, AHHH YEAH FUCK!"

Tom blew load after load of his thick sperm up the swimmer's clenching

ass chute.

"Ahhh fuck that's some sweet fucking ass ya got there boi!"

Tom pulled his massive cock out of the spent faggot's ass, he stepped

around and pulled the jockstrap out of the swimmers mouth.

"Clean it up boy", he ordered as he offered the big slimy cum covered cock

to Sam. The fag sucked the cock down his throat obediently like the cock

hungry fag he was and sucked the massive meat clean.

"Easy boi or you'll get me hard and I'll be rarrin' to go again" Tom

chuckled as he pulled his soft cock from the fag's throat and face and

helped him up from the locker room bench. "You all right there boi?, hope I

didn't rearrange nothing too bad, once Tom gets to fucking I just cant

help myself."

Sam nodded that he was ok even though his knees were weak and shaking under

him, cum was dripping out his ass and down his thighs.

"un huh, yeah I'm ah alright." Sam said weakly still dazed by the hot fuck

he had received.

"Ya got a little bit of Tom's spooge running down your legs boy, ya

better put something on before someone comes in and sees it and wonders what's

been going on in here; looking like ya do right now it wouldn't take a

genius to figure it out."

Tom chuckled as Sam pulled his Speedo up and opened his locker and

began getting dressed. Sam stared at the big swinging cock that had

finished fucking him as he watched Tom get dressed and felt his cock

get hard again in his Speedo as he pulled his jeans up over them. The two

men dressed together in silence.

Tom watched the hot little faggot ."ya I'm gonna get me some more of

that, and next time I'll make ya thank me for it." He thought to himself.

"You sure you're alright" He said helping Sam out of the locker room and

into the sunlight.

"Yeah I'm good" Sam said but he let the quarterback walk with him over to

his dorm since he was still weak on his legs. Besides he liked being around

the handsome stud that had just fucked him senseless.

"Ya know what kid? Me and some of the guys are having a little keg party, it'll

start around four, but the truth is the boys have probably already tapped

the fucker by now. Why don't ya come by and let ole Tom buy ya a beer.

It's the least I can do."

"Ah well um... thanks, but I dunno, I got some stuff to do." Sam responded.

"Aw now I won't take no for an answer, it's just me and the guys drinking

some beer, probably have a couple of chicks drop by n cut up n stuff, you

know where it's at? It's the big white house at the end of frat house row."

Tom knew the place, it wasn't a real frat house but was affectionately

referred to as Kappa Kappa Jock on campus, some of the most popular jocks on

campus lived there and it was famous for it's wild parties. "Ah ok

I'll see what I can do Tom" Sam said hesitantly.

"I'll be expecting you then, ya hear... don't make me come looking for you."

Tom added before turning and leaving Sam at the front door to his

dorm.

Sam watched the massive stud swagger off across the lawn and felt his cock

harden again.

Part2

Sam decided that going to the frat party wouldn't be a very good idea. In

fact being anywhere too close to the hunk of a quarterback that had fucked

his ass in the locker room probably wasn't a good idea. Sam had enjoyed

sucking the jock off in the shower and when the monster cock of the

quarterback plowed his ass brutally over the bench in the locker room like

some cunt whore it drove him fucking wild.

The handsome all American star quarterback with the big cock was hot and

possessed an animal magnetism that Sam had found irresistible and he knew

it, Tom had spotted Sam's attraction to him in a split second and

used it to his advantage and queered him right there in the gym showers and

that scarred the hell out of Sam. He was the son of a well know evangelical

preacher what if it got out that he was nothing but a faggot and a

cocksucker that took it up the ass like a bitch. Sam had to stop this

behavior, he had to deny his desire, he had a good Christian girlfriend at

home he was expected to finish college and marry Sue Ellen and follow his

father's footsteps into the ministry and have a pack of kids and live a

righteous Christian life, like he was expected to do and that's exactly what

was going to happen.

Sam was tired and worn out from the hard fucking that Tom the

quarterback had given him so he stripped out of the jeans and then Speedos

under them to lay down for a short nap in his dorm room, bound and

determined to forget about what had happened.

When Sam pulled the Speedos off he noticed the entire butt of the bathing

suit was covered in the quarterback's cum; cum that had leaked out of his

well fucked ass and the small dorm room filled with the strong pungent smell

of the quarterback's seed. Sam lifted the bathing suit to his face a

breathed deeply the scent of the fresh cum, his head spun with lust as he

remembered how the fat cock felt as it jerked and blew itseed deep in his

hole over and over again. Sam remembered the force of the blast of cum as

they filled his ass, how he could feel the heat of the seed as it filled him

and how the man seemed to blow one load after another of his sperm over and

over deep into him.

Sam lifted the bathing suit to his mouth and sucked up the quarterback's

man seed from his bathing suit remembering how Tom had fucked his

throat brutally in the public showers of the locker room banging Sam's head

loudly against the tile wall with each thrust without regard for Sam or any

consideration that he was fucking the boy's face in a public area or that

anyone could have walked in at any time. Billy sucked on the seat of the

bathing suit unit all the cum was gone.

He dropped the suit and looked down to notice that the seat of his jeans was

also soaked through with the sperm of the quarterback. He lifted the jeans

to his face and sniffed to make sure. It was actually the cum of the

quarterback and not water from the bathing suit he knew it wasn't before he

sniffed the jeans, he knew the suit was dry when he put it back on, besides

he could see the seed of the man all over the ass of his jeans. As he lifted

the jeans to his face he could smell the strong pungent smell of sex on

them. "Oh my god I must have walked across campus and through my dorm with

that huge cum stain seeping through my pants". No wonder he had heard people

snicker as he the big strapping quarterback had walked him to his dorm.

Sam's cock was rock hard now thinking about it as he reached around and

fingered his swollen ass hole and more of the thick cum ran out onto his

hand and down his legs. Sam remembered the feeling of the quarterback's

breath against his neck, the hair of the massive chest against his back as

he hunched into him and fucked load after load of his seed into his ass,

Sam remembered again how he could feel the heat and force of each blast as

the quarterback bred his ass hole in the locker room.

Sams looked at his hand it... was covered in thick spooge that was leaking

from his gapping ass hole, more of the thick pungent spooge ran down his

legs. He dropped the jeans and grabbed a towel wiping his hand clean with it

and wrapped it quickly around his waist; it wasn't quite large enough to

reach the whole way so he held it in place. He was going to need to clean

up.

Sam opened the door to his dorm room and headed down the hall to the

showers, his hard cock tented out the front of his towel, but there weren't

many people yet checked into the dorm and he wasn't too worried about

running into anyone, but he hurried nonetheless not wanting to get caught

with a hard on and cum running down his legs if he could help it. Sam could

see the entry to the bathroom and the showers. He was almost there when a

voice from right behind him and a hand on his shoulder stopped him dead in

his tracks.

"Hey Sam mind if I have a word with you for a moment."

The deep voice was practically in his ear and it was Carl McMillan the resident

assistant to the freshman dorm.

Sam turned slightly "sure I was just on the way to the showers why don't I

stop by when I get done."

Sam had been avoiding Carl and he was pretty sure Carl knew it. The man

was a stud and Sam was scared of him, he had a big fat cock that he wasn't

too shy about showing off and Sam was scared to death to be around him

afraid he might get caught checking the big stud out. Right now they were

standing right in front of Carl's open door, but not too far from the

door to the showers either.

"No, I don't have a lot of time and it'll just take a second, lets talk now.

Besides I don't want you dripping water all over my room."

Carl grabbed the boy's arm and steered him into his room closing the door

behind him.

Sam looked briefly at the big man and his heart raced enviously. the man

was wearing his usual white shorts, his thick soft cock stretched heavily

across his right thigh, the man's massive pecs were covered in thick blond

fur. Sam looked at the square handsome face with the strong jaw and into

the blue eyes of the RA steering him into the room.

"This will only take a second boy, I just like to know a little bit about

all the boys staying in my dorm and we might as well do this now before

everybody else starts to check in."

Sam felt his own cock throb with desire as Carl steered him to a low

footstool and told him to sit down there. Sam did as he was told. And

looked up at the handsome nearly naked man, he had a large muscular frame,

his tanned body was covered in thick blond hair and wore very little if any

clothes around the dorm, he had a huge horse cock and it was always apparent

whether he was wearing shorts, or jeans. Sam had seen him coming out of the

shower once and he noticed the man had a good thick 9 to 10 inches of cock

even when he was fully soft. Right now the tan DA was wearing a pair of

white briefs his thick fat soft cock stretched out over the fat full balls

reaching all the way across his thigh.

"Ah . um, ah ok what do you want to know" Sam stammered as Carl was standing

uncomfortably close to Sam.

Carl Looked down on Sam as the boy clenched the towel tightly around his

waist.

"I just wanted to ask you a few questions since ya just moved in and all,

you don't mind do you boy."

There was an authoritative tone to his voice. As Carl looked down past his

own well packed underwear at the boy he noticed the boy had a erection

poking up tenting out the towel, he shifted his crotch forward so it was

sticking in the boy's face forcing Sam to either stare directly at his

crotch or crane his head up and stare past the large bulge of his well

packed underwear, up Carls' hairy and well muscled body and into the face

looking down at him.

Sam did both. First staring at the unbelievably thick soft cock sticking

out over the fat balls then all the way over weighing heavy and soft in the

crisp white underwear till it wrapped all the way over the thick well

muscled and tan thigh. Sam realized he was studying Carl's fat cock so close

to his face and blushing he looked up past it into the handsome unshaven

face of the tan RA. Carl had been silent the whole time just watching the

little fag stare at his cock. He smirked at the faggot as he finally peeled

his eyes of the mammoth mound in his underwear and up into his face. Still

he said nothing but just leered at the cocksucker letting the truth of the

moment set in.

Carl was a well hung stud and the resident assistant of the freshman dorm

at state. He liked being the RA. He could scope out the boys in the dorm and

always found one or two to help him get a load off regularly. He had a big

cock and faggots just couldn't keep their eyes off it no matter how hard

they tried, much less once they got their mouths around it or got fucked by

the big meat. Carl could turn 'em into a regular cock whore. The semester

hadn't started yet but the dorm was already open and students were already

checking in and Carl was checking them out.

One he had already spotted was a boy named Sam he was around 5'8 with a

tight muscular body and a big round bubble butt that made Carl's cock

twitch. Carl spotted him two nights ago when he was getting out of the

shower with his fat cock swinging heavily between his thick thighs as he

walked when the boy passed him on his way to the showers himself. Carl

spotted the little fag as he eyed his thick cock. Carl left the rest room

when he heard the showers start, but returned a few seconds later to spy on

the fag and found him beating his meat. "The little cocksucker's probably

thinking bout sucking my fat cock Carl" thought to himself as he groped his

heavy meat turning and headed back to his room. Carl had a date that night or

else he would have given the fag something to beat his puny little pecker

over right there and then, but for now he just made a mental note of the

future cocksucker. Then a couple of days later Carl was laying around the

dorm, horny as all fuck, wishing he had a nice tight ass to fuck when he

spotted Sam walking into the dorm with Tom the star quarterback of

the state football team. Carl had heard the quarterback had a big ole cock

and liked to fuck fags when there wasn't anything else to fuck, just like he

did. Carl could see Tom's fat cock swinging in the quarterback's sweat

pants as he walked with the boy to the dorm door. His arm was around the boy

swatting the boy's ass as he turned and walked away across the lawn. Carl

watched the boy stare at the quarterback from the door as the big football

player walked away and noticed that the seat of Sam's jeans were soaked. A

couple of minutes later when Sam walked past his door wrapped in a towel

and obviously heading for the showers Carl could smell the man cum coming

out of the faggot's twat. "god damn kid's got the quarterback's spooge

leaking out his ass ... he'd been standing there all google eyed swooning

like a little girl wanting to get more horse cock while a big ole load of

man cum leaked out his fag ass. "Well I'll give the faggot some more horse

cock... I'll give him a real man's cock" Carl thought to himself. Carl

adjusted himself and got off his bed with his big meat still soft it bounced

heavily in his briefs as he stepped into the hall to stop Sam on the way to

the shower.

Carl felt a familiar tingle in his balls as he steered the fag by the arm

into his room and over to a low stool and noticed the boy had an erection

tenting out his towel and there was still fresh cum running down his fair

legs. Carl felt his cock twitch and lengthen a little. Carl shoved the fag

onto the stool and shoved his big underwear covered cock in the poor

faggot's face. The boy took a good look at the monster in Carl's underwear

and looked panicked as he then stared past the big bulge and up at Carl. Carl

chatted the kid up asking him the standard questions he asked his residents

in the freshman dorm while the poor fag had to look past his big bulge or

just stare straight at it as it started to expand and get hard right there

in the fag's face.

Sam didn't know what to do, his cock was rock hard under his towel tenting

the towel up... his cock started to leak and jerk up and down... there wasn't

any way the RA wouldn't noticed. But there was nothing he could do since the

big hairy nearly naked stud had him trapped in his room with his big

underwear covered cock sticking in his face while he continued to ask Sam

questions.

"So boy what classes are you taking"

Sam was having a harder and harder time paying attention and answering the

simple questions without looking directly at the cock which was growing

thicker and longer in front of his face, reaching further across the stud's

thigh and pulling the leg bands away from his thick hairy thigh.

"Ah um I got English and um."Sam could now make out the flesh of the thick

tube steak "I got ah history.um and um." the head of the uncut cock appeared

and slipped out of the leg.

"I saw you with the quarterback back there, how do you know him?".

"Ah well ah I really don't know him well... we ah... just met ah... back at

the showers of the locker room at the ah... gym ah..."

The fat cock head of the monster cock now fell completely out of the legs of

the underwear right there in front of Carl's face. The foreskin peeled back

as the monster cock twitched and more of it snaked out the leg

"That so?" Carl growled, "'cause y'all looked all buddy buddy and I hear he

likes to fuck faggots, are you a faggot?" Carl asked smirking at the kid as

he had a hell of a time from starring at his big cock stuck in his face and

getting harder by the minute.

"Ah no sir ah... I ain't no faggot" the poor boy was stuttering his little

cock jerking around all excited in his towel.

Carl reached down and stroked his fat cock right in front of Sam's face

rocking forward a little bringing the cock closer to his face. Sam couldn't

help himself but stared at the massive meat.

"Ahh.well no sir I ah ain't no fag.ah sir" the boy said weakly.

Carl reached down and yanked the towel away from Sam's lap.

"Well I think you're a fag, and your little hard cock there tells me you're

a liar and a faggot both boy."

Sam scrambled to cover his hard cock with his hands

"What the fuck is all that shit running down your legs faggot? You got the

quarterback's man seed running down your legs BOY?" Carl barked as he

grabbed Sam by the arm and spun him around bending him over the edge of the

bed.

Carl kicked Sam's legs apart and spread the fag's ass cheeks. He fingered

the swollen ass lips as cum poured out the faggot's ass. Carl pulled three

thick fingers coated in cum from Sam's swollen and well starched ass hole.

"This looks like cum boy, you got a twat full of man cum pouring out you ass

hole, fact is it looks more like a big ole swollen pussy crammed full of man

seed than an ass hole"

Carl held his thick fingers up to Sam's face.

"Is that what this is faggot, is this man cum running out of your pussy?"

Carl growled deeply at Sam.

"Ahhh.y y yes I guess it is." Sam replied weekly"

"YOU GUESS IT IS?!! Well either you got a pussy full of man cum or not which

is it faggot?!!"

Carl's cock was hard and sticking a good foot from his crotch... excited

and ready to fuck; the foreskin peeled far back of the swollen head it was

dripping precum all over the floor.

"Ah yes I do I have a pussy full of man cum sir." Sam said humiliated bent

over the bed cum dripping out of his ass.

Carl's big cock was hard and ready to fuck him right there on the bed and

Sam's own cock was hard beneath him betraying him.

"That so faggot 'cause I'm gonna give ya some more man cum up your pussy,

cocksucker."

Carl mounted the ass sliding his thick fat cock head into the fag beneath

him without further hesitation he fucked the full foot of hard thick cock

into the squirming faggot,.

"AHHHHGGGG FUUCCCKKK" Sam groaned as the thick hard cock split him two.

"Shut the fuck up faggot."

Carl grabbed a jockstrap off the bed and stuffed it in the faggot's mouth

to keep him quite as he lifted a leg onto the bed and began long dicking the

faggot's pussy furiously.

"Ahhh fuuuuck yeah take that fat cock up your cum filled pussy... ya fucking

cock hungry faggot"

Carl pounded the ass hole of the faggot furiously an obscene squishing

sound filled the room as Carl repeatedly pulled all the way out and plunged

all the way into Sam's ravaged ass hole.

"God damn you got a lot of cum up there in that cunt, you must have a couple

of loads in you, easy! What the fuck - did the whole fucking football team

blow their load up your cunt?"

Carl grabbed the faggot by the waist and rolled him over so he was

sitting on his fat hard cock as Carl laid on his back.

"Ride my fat cock faggot"

Sam rode up and down the length of the fat cock his hard cock bounced up

and down as the fat meat inside him pounded his prostate. The jock strap

still stuffed in his mouth. Carl reached up and twisted Sam's nipples

furiously making the fag squirm and groan as he fucked himself on Carl's big

cock.

"Yeahhh ride my fat cock..you like that fat meat fucking ya don't ya boy."

Sam nodded humiliated as he rode the cock for all he was worth - the fig

fat meat scrapping against his prostate making him groan through the jock

stuffed in his mouth and making his own cock bounce up and down drooling his

own precum on the hairy belly of the stud who's fat cock he was shamelessly

riding like a cheap whore.

Carl began to fuck up and down as the boy rode his cock doubling the fury

of the ass fucking while Sam groaned again and Carl arched his back and

blasted hot cum into the faggot ridding his fat meat.

"AHHH Fuck ahhhh yeah take that seed faggot. I'm fucking your

pussy .shooting my man cum up your twat. FUCK YEAH" Carls cock jerked and

blew load after load into the faggots hole.

Carl rolled over and pushed Sam off his still hard fat cock and off the bed.

Standing up he pulled his jock out of Sam's face "clean up my cock faggot"

Sam crawled over between Carls thick muscular thighs and sucked the fat

meat clean down his throat.

"Ohhhhh fuck yeah faggot suck that fat meat" when he was done to Carl's

satisfaction Carl pulled the faggot to his feet and opened the door "now

get the fuck out of here and no more jacking off in the showers, I saw ya

beating your meet in there the other day, that shits a mess to clean up and

if I catch ya doing it again I'll kick your faggot ass"

Carl threw Sam into the hallway and slammed the door. Sam was naked his

hard cock bouncing up and down, cum was leaking out of his ass hole and down

his leg as Sam scrambled to his feet and ran the short distance to the

showers hoping beyond hope that no one had seen him. Sam ran to the showers

and let the hot water of the showers soak over him and remembering the RA's

warning resisted beating off. His cock was still hard when he got out of the

showers he didn't have a towel so he had to walk back to his room naked and

dripping his hands clenched in front of him to hide his erection.

When he got to his room his roommate Keith was there laying on his bed in a

jockstrap his legs crossed and a pillow behind his head he was reading a

penthouse, Sam quickly grabbed a towel and wrapped it around himself.

"What the fuck happened to you" Keith asked eyeing Sam suspiciously and

noting that Sam had a hard on which was now tenting the towel.

"Ah nothing I ah just ah forgot my towel" Sam replied.

"How the fuck can you forget your towel? What happened? You didn't know you

were fucking naked when you walked down to the showers?!" Keith asked

incredulously.

"Ah . no I meant ah that someone stole my towel." Sam responded

defensively.

"unhuh, yeah sure, whatever" Keith said sarcastically but he let it slide.

"Well clean up this place - the fucking room stinks! It smells like a

fucking cum dump in here."

Keith adjusted himself in his jock strap and went back to reading the

magazine. Sam picked up the cum covered and now crusty jeans and Speedos

and hid them in the back of his closet under his dirty clothes. He dried off

trying not to stare at the large bulge in the pouch of Keith's jockstrap which

was now twitching and straining to contain his roommates hardening cock. As

Sam got dressed he changed his mind and decided that going to the party at

Kappa Kappa Jock would be preferable to hanging around his dorm room facing

questions from his annoying roommate about how he had ended up coming back

from the showers without a towel and with a hard on.

Sam walked into the doorway of Kappa Kappa Jock just before sundown and the

party had been going on for a while - the place was packed with jocks

unconsciously clad in cut off tee shirts, tank tops, shorts and sweats. Sam

was wearing his best pressed chinos and a crisp white polo shirt and it was

immediately apparent that he was over dressed which only drew additional

attention to the fact that he really didn't fit in with the crowd. Sam

walked through the living room towards the kitchen, it was like he was

invisible amongst the rowdy strapping musclebound college jocks, his small

swimmer's frame invisible to the many massive testosterone filled men

getting drunk and to the few large chested cheerleaders and women that

flirted for their attention over the noise.

Sam turned to leave when he ran smack into Tom, who shoved him in the

chest the minute he saw him "you're fucking late" it was apparent that Billy

Keith was already half way loaded. "Get a beer from the keg outside and don't

leave until I tell you too, understand faggot!" Tom shoved Sam again

in the chest "ah yeah, ok!"

Tom smirked at Sam as he grabbed the large piece of semi hard cock

swinging loose in his shorts and shook it at Sam right there in the middle

of the kitchen. The big fat meat swung up and down heavy in the long loose

satin gym shorts in the school's colors, the fat head almost hanging out the

end as it swung up and down. Sam turned bright red but couldn't help but

stare and began to salivate at the sight of the big dick Tom was

wagging at him. Smirking and chuckling a low mean sadistic tone Tom

was fully aware of the enormous power he and his dick held on the boy. Billy

Keith pushed past Sam leaving him in the middle of the kitchen trying to

cover his erection "yeah I thought so. fucking fag. Hey Moose! WHAT UP!,

where ya been ya big dork. common man let's do some tequila shots."

Sam watched as Tom wrapped his big arm around another big muscle jock

and swaggered off into another room. Sam headed out to the keg in the back

yard where a bunch of jocks and a few chicks were gathered around the keg.

It took him a little while to get a beer - there were four or five strapping

jocks waiting to get beer, all the guys and girls for the most part seemed

to know each other and paid him no mind. Sam took in the sight of strapping

half naked men getting drunk and chasing pussy - he faded into the

background and as the night went on was getting more and more drunk. He

watched Tom the center of attention strut around taking video of guys

and girls drinking and cutting up with a new digital video camera he had, he

knew this because every time Tom ran into somebody he would tell them

about it.

As the night went on Sam got drunker and drunker, he was standing in the

kitchen when Tom came up to him and spoke to him for the second time

that night.

"There ya are. come with me" Tom turned and walked down a very short

hall pushing Sam ahead of him. He opened a door and shoved the kid into a

large pantry Tom followed closing the door behind him.

"Strip" is all Tom said.

Sam was dumfounded and not sure he had heard right they were just feet away

from the noise going on in the kitchen.

"w.w.what" he stammered.

"I said STRIP and hurry up about it cause I'm not going to tell ya again ya

fucking faggot!" Tom grabbed Sam by the front of his shirt and Sam

heard a rip as the neck tore open.

In a heart beat Sam started to strip out of his clothes soon he was

standing in the center of the small room in his underwear. He looked up to

find that Tom was filming him "everything faggot"

Sam shucked the underwear his rock hard cock sticking out in excitement he

tried to cover himself, Tom pushed his hand away "you don't ever touch

yourself unless I say so faggot! NEVER! you understand?!"

"ah yes.s.s.sir" Sam said meekly.

Sam blushed with shame but kept his hands away from his cock he noticed

Tom's cock was getting hard - you could see the head of it peeking out

of the bottom of the long shorts the massive pole tenting the shorts out

Sam stared and licked his lips involuntarily.

"Now get down on your knees and suck my cock faggot!" Tom ordered.

As if in a trance Sam got down on his knees in front of the Jock he didn't

even care that Tom was filming all of this he just wanted to service

the big meat of the muscle god now standing in front of him. Sam started to

reach for the big cock.

"NO HANDS take my short off with your teeth faggot" the quarterback growled.

Sam awkwardly grabbed the waistband of the shorts in his teeth and pulled

at them as the quarterback's cock got harder and harder.

"Yeah that's it cock sucker show me what you want faggot. work for that big

fat man meat!"

Sam pulled and pulled with his teeth more and more of the thick cock shaft

came into view. Sam's cock Keithbed up and down with excitement as his face

was buried nose to cock root.

"Yeah you're hungry for some big cock aint ya boy, lookit that little pecker

you got all hard a hot bobbing up and down there all hot to get some man

sized meat. That little thing don't even count as a real cock boy it's more

like a little clit. Now what ya got there in your face is a real cock, that's

a man's cock, ya little faggot, yeah boy and you want that don't ya boy!"

Sam looked up at the quarterback and nodded eagerly at him and at the

camera.

"yeah that's a good faggot, common boi ya almost there keep on working that

cocksucking mouth and soon you'll get want ya been wanting so bad."

Finally Sam got the shorts down past the big fat cock head which slapped up

and hit him in the face the minute it was free. The monstrous meat was hard

and ready to go its foreskin pulled back revealing the apple sized mean red

mushroom shaped head slick with the precum that was pouring out the dime

sized piss slit. The big meat left a trail of precum across Sam's forehead

and hair.

Tom grabbed the faggot's head with his free hand holding him in place

and steadying himself as he stepped out of the shorts. Sam lunged for the

big cock trying to get the big head in his mouth as soon as it was free but

Tom had other plans "not so fast faggot!"

Tom held Sam's head in place his face just inches from the big cock

"we got a couple things to clear up first before I let ya suck this here big

cock I got, open your cocksucking mouth and stick out your tongue faggot."

Sam obeyed the order and Tom rested the massive cock head on the

fag's tongue, the head was deep red darker in color than Sam tongue the

piss slit poured a steady stream of thick clear precum where it began to

pool on the fag's hungry tongue.

"Now listen up faggot this is where ya belong on your knees with a big man

cock on your faggot tongue. Do you want my big cock boi?"

"unhuh" Sam groaned.

"What boi you got to answer me when I ask you a question!" the quarterback

taunted

"ess err ah ooo" Sam answered the best he could with the big cock laying on

his tongue.

"Look at me when you answer me faggot."

Sam looked up at the handsome jock and into the camera he was holding "ess

errr" he repeated.

"That's better faggot, now you want this big cock but you were late today,

if I let you suck this big fat dripping man cock of mine you aint never

gonna be late ever again ya hear me faggot" Tom barked.

"esss errr" Sam responded looking directly into the camera.

Tom thought it was hot that the faggot was there on his knees begging

for his cock the head pouring out copious amounts of precum. You could hear

people in the background walking back and forth In the hallway outside the

pantry while the faggot humiliated himself on his knees naked his little

cock hard betraying his clear excitement Keithbing up and down of its own

accord and leaking precum of its own. And Tom was getting it all on

tape.

"That's right faggot. I tell you to be somewhere and your gonna be there

when and where I tell you, I tell you to strip and your gonna strip, that's

the way it's gonna be if I'm gonna let you have the privilege of sucking on

my fat meat and feed you my man seed. You want me to fuck ya cunt ass hole

again like I did this afternoon then you're gonna do as I say, Always! ya

hear me faggot."

"esss errrrrr" Sam responded again obediently agreeing into the camera the

fat cock head still leaking precum all over his tongue.

"You're just a cock hole from now on faggot, you don't touch your worthless

cock and you don't shoot your faggot load unless I tell you to, you strip

for me whenever and where ever I tell you to, and you get down and suck my

fat cock whenever I say you do, no matter where, or who is there, I tell you

to suck off my buddies and you're gonna do it, I tell you to bend over and

spread your ass and show me your twat and you'er gonna do it, you're mine to

fuck and breed anytime I say. Your' ejust a cock hole for me to use whenever

and however I say, you agree to this and I'll feed you this here big cock

that you're so hungry to suck, If we don't have an agreement I'll go find

another pussy to fuck my load into and you can dress and get the fuck outta

here, You clear on that faggot" with that Tom lifted his cockhead off

Sam's precum covered tongue.

Sam swallowed the bitter sweet fluid.

"yes SIR, I'll do as you say SIR, please let me suck your cock" Sam begged

in lust and horny desperation.

"You'll do everything I say?! No matter what it is? If I tell you to go in

there into that party buck ass naked just like ya are now and you would do

it?!"

Sam gulped and looked at the massive meat there in front of his face, the

meat that filled his ass full of cum more cum than he could have imagined

any man could produce just that afternoon. Tom stepped back a few

inches pulling his massive pole away from Sam as if he was getting ready to

get dressed.

Sam quickly looked up at Tom and into the camera and said earnestly

"YES SIR, I would SIR."

He hoped that Tom was bluffing that he wouldn't actually ask him to do

something like this.

"Ok boi you got a deal faggot"

Tom steeped up and fed his massive pole to the cocksucker's mouth, he

grabbed the faggot's head and fucked his big meat into the tight throat till

his balls were smacking against Sam's chin. Tom watched through the

lens of the camera as he brutally fucked his fat cock in and out of the

gagging faggot, long dicking the throat and pulling his fat cock all the way

out then plunging in again all the way to the root so that the camera would

catch just how much meat was fucking the talented mouth and throat.

A steady rhythm of Tom's fat cum filled balls slapping against Sam's

face filled the room, the background sounds of people at the party faded in

and out as people passed by the door in the hall. The scene was hot!

Sam had completely humiliated and given himself to the quarterback for the

chance to suck his massive pole again and from being ordered to strip to

fucking his face Tom was getting it all on film. Billy was getting

really close to blowing his load he hunched into the faggot's face and

fucked its face furiously just as he was getting ready to shoot he pulled

out and blew a thick load of sperm into Sam's face

"AHHH FUCK YEAH TAKE IT" he bellowed loudly again another thick load of man

seed shot into Sam's face hitting him in the eye, again another huge load

hitting Sam squarely on the tongue followed by four more on the faggot's

tongue and in his open mouth,

Sam closed his mouth and swallowed as another thick load hit him on the

lips and across his chin, "fuuucckkk yeahhhh ahhh fuck take my seed faggot"

the massive cock jerked up and down violently and blew thick wads of seed

across Sam's face and hair another load of thick seed hit him in the nose,

the big cock jearked and Sam watched as another blast hit him in the

forehead.

The big quarterback held his head firmly in place as he shot his seed across

his face, "unhhhh fuuuuccck yeahhhhhhh. .ahhh... ahhh.. ahhh fuuucck"

Tom watched through the camera lens as he soaked the faggot's face and

hair with load after load of his thick spooge then he plunged his thick cock

back into the fag's throat, he held the fag firmly in place as he blew

another load and then another load deep into the throat into the faggot.

"ahhh fuuuuck" yet another load.

Tom shuddered and pulled the massive meat out of the faggot a long

string of spooge still connected to somewhere in the back of the faggot's

throat he laid his big cock head back on the faggot's tongue.

"You've got to the count of ten to jack your pecker and shoot you're load

faggot." Tom said without emotion.

"TEN"

Sam grabbed his cock and started jacking

"NINE"

The massive cock head still laying on his tongue.

EIGHT.SEVEN," Tom was still catching this all on film.

"SIX.FIVE.FOUR" the hungry faggot jacking his cock off furiously.

"THREE" his face and hair covered in Tom's thick sperm.

"TWO" his massive cock and cock head resting on the faggot's tongue.

"ONE"

"unnnnhhhhh unnnhhhh fuck yeah" Sam groaned and jerked between the

quarterback's thick thighs as he blew his load for the camera.

Tom pulled up his shorts and tucked his fat cock away filming the

spent fag covered in sperm as he did so.

"Get down there and clean up your mess with you fag tongue"

Sam obeyed lapping up his own sperm off the dirty floor as he had been

told, when he was done he sat back up.

"NOW thank me faggot!"

Sam looked at the handsome quarterback and into the camera. The

quarterback's thick sperm dripping from his face and hair.

"Thank you" he mumbled.

"Thank you WHAT faggot?!" the quarterback growled.

"Sir thank you Sir, for feeding me your big cock and your seed, for breeding

my face and throat, thank you for letting me shoot my load, SIR."

"That's fucking better you fucking cockhole cunt" Tom growled "you can

dress and leave now."

With that Tom turned the camera off and stepped into the hallway

leaving Sam in the pantry naked and covered in cum.

Part3

Sam licked the thick sperm from his lips tasting the bittersweet seed of

the star quarterback as he stared at the closed door of the pantry. He could

hear the ruckus of the party in the background as the quarterback joined the

fray of the party.

"Hey Tom! where ya been man, how bout another tequila shot big guy."

Sam whipped more of the studs cum from his eye and his hand came away

covered in the copious seed of the big man who had just used his face,

throat and hair to unleash his needs. He unconsciously licked the cum from

his hand before he realized what he was doing and his cock started to harden

again.

Sam looked around the brightly lit pantry for something to clean himself

with but all he could find was beer, liquor, bags of chips and can goods,

there were no paper towels or even toilet paper available. The only thing he

could find was his own clothes sitting in a disheveled mess in the middle of

the floor. Sam picked up his white sport shirt. It was covered in dirt and

cum already, he turned it inside out and whipped his face on it then he ran

it through his hair. When he pulled the shirt away it was cover in a thick

coating of Tom cum, he marveled at the fact that so much seed had come

out of one cock, this looked like a month or even two months of seed, it

looked like the cum of twenty or thirty men. Sam was amazed by how the

thick coating of cum covered the shirt, his hard cock pulsed and started

leaking again.

Sam flipped the shirt over and whipped the cum off his chest abs and

crotch. Again when he pulled the shirt away it was covered in the jocks

thick seed but it wasn't as much as before yet when he looked down at

himself there was still a thick sticky coating of cum all over him. Despite

the fact his shirt was now covered in cum it seemed like it hadn't done more

than just smear the enormous amount of pungent and sticky seed over his

body. Sam turned the shirt back so it was right side out and put it on, the

cum soaked dirty white sports shirt clung tightly to his lean muscular

swimmers body. He picked up his wrinkled and dirty chinos and pulled them up

over his hard and dripping cock.

Sam listened at the door for a minute till some voices on the other side

passed down the hallway and faded away, it sounded like the party was dying

down. He was in a hurry to get out of there before he got caught in the

pantry covered in cum with a hard on tenting out his chinos and now forming

an obscene precum stain the size of a half dollar and growing. He was in a

hurry; he had to get back to his dorm and into the shower; now sounded like

as good a time as any to make a run for it.

Sam opened the door and peeked out, there was no one there, he hurried down

the short hall and rounded the corner to the kitchen and ran smack dab into

a group of jocks standing there drinking beer. The three men looked at Sam

and started chuckling all three grabbed their crotches at the same time

groping themselves - their bulges growing rapidly. Sam couldn't help but

stare for a second at the three handsome studs sneering at him, their large,

hairy muscular bodies bulging from the t-shirts and gym shorts, grasping

large cocks for his benefit one guy was shaking his fat soft cock up and

down at him.

Sam stared at the large fat cock that the jock was swinging up and down in

the loose slinky gym shorts and he licked his lips as an automatic and

unconscious reaction before he snapped out of it and ran out the back door.

He could hear the men laughing as he ran out the door a lone voice cut

across the yard in the cool night air

"awww now common pretty boi don't go running off all mad we were just trying

to have some fun.Cummon back boi we got plenty of what you want right here.

swinging between my legs!"

There was more laughing and wolf whistles as the people in the back yard and

hanging around the beer keg joined in but Sam was running now as fast as he

could back to his dorm.

Sam was so humiliated and ashamed of himself. His face burned red and he

burst out crying but quickly held it back, he wasn't going to bawling across

campus like some little girl. He just couldn't believe what he had done. How

had he gotten into this situation? How had he allowed the Jock to take him

into a pantry? How could he have stripped there in front of the big jock

when he was ordered to, and then when he did. there he was! There was his

cock - rock hard!!! Showing his clear excitement exposed and humiliated

before the big quarterback. As eager and as excited as a fag could ever be;

to be used by the big jock and his massive cock, to serve any desires or

lust! But he had! Not only that but Tom had filmed it all, Sam hadn't

even said anything. Nooooo he had gotten down in front of the jock and taken

his shorts off with his teeth like the hungry cocksucker he was, his cock

rock hard showing what a fag he was for the camera.

Tom had laid his fat cock head on Sams tongue and made him beg for

it. Made him beg on his knees while the fat cock head leaking huge amounts

of precum all over his tongue and begged! Begged for the jock to fuck his

face. Begged for him to let him suck the massive cock, agreed to all sorts

of things. Agreed never to be late when the quarterback told him to be

somewhere. Agreed to do what ever he said, wherever he said, no matter what.

Agreed that he would suck off the quarterback's buddies if he was ordered

to. Agreed that he would go out into the party naked with a hard on just

like he was if he could suck the quarterbacks cock, thank god that didn't

happen, what could he have been thinking. Oh yeah, not only that, he had

agreed not to touch himself, or jerk off, or even cum without the

quarterbac'ks permission.

Jezzus! He just couldn't believe it .And then the jock used him. Fucked his

faggot throat and face like he was fucking a pussy. Filmed him sucking the

fat meat his face being used and fucked and taking it all like a pro. Then

the jock took the massive meat out of his throat and had blown load after

load! It was fucking amazing! There was so much of it; again and again the

massive cock blew thick wads of cum in his face, in his mouth, down his

throat and in his hair! It went on and on and Sam took it all hungrily and

then when told blown his own load on a count down to ten for the camera. and

then he was just left there covered in cum. Sams little nub was hard as he ran

and that fact humiliated him even further.

He could see the dorms now so he slowed down to a walk as he approached the

lit entry carefully. It was late and there wasn't any one in site. He walked

straight into the entry then took an immediate right into a stairwell. It

was better to take the stairs than risking running into somebody in the

elevator, or hall. He made it up the flight of stairs, into the hallway and

to his room without running into anyone and he let himself into his room

with a sigh of relief to find that Keith his roommate was there. Keith was flat

on his back and smoking a cigarette, laying on his bed in his jockstrap his

head on the other end of the bed and facing the door. The large mound of the

jock stood out proud and heavy between the muscular legs of his roommate.

Strained and thread bear, suffering from the constant stress of holding the

large amount of meat and balls in its pouch. Sam tore his eyes away from

the large mound and turned his back on his roommate as he pulled his shirt

over his head and stepped out of his chinos grabbing a towel quickly.

 "Jesus" he thought "doesn't he ever go anywhere. and didn't he ever wear

any clothes!" Sam wrapped the towel around himself quickly and turned to

find Keith standing right behind him.

Keith stretched his thick muscular legs out and starred at the ceiling of the

dark room taking a long drag from his cigarette, a cool evening breeze came

through the open window and across his nearly naked body. It felt good

flowing across his broad shoulders n' over his big hairy pecs, across his

big eraser sized nipples on down his abs through his threadbare jock n'

across his semi hard tube steak on down his thick hairy legs and to his size

twelve feet. It seemed to send an electric current straight from his big

full balls n' thick cock straight to his big eraser sized nipples. Keith

thought about Sallie's sweet hot wet sloppy pussy. How he had fucked her

silly the last time he saw her, which had been exactly a week now. Keith

though about how he had bent her over double and fucked her from every angle

there was.

Damn he was fucking horny!

His semi hard cock twitched and stretched out straining his well worn jock,

the big snake of a cock wanted out, wanted to be stroked, wanted that bitch

Sally down on her knees in front of him while he held her head n' fucked her

fucking face with his fat cock. His big meat wanted to fuck a hot wet hole

HARD! He had a load and he needed to get off. He had half a mind to jack off

but that weird little swimmer roommate of his was out and he didn't want to

get caught with his cock in his hand. There was something just not right

about that boy. Sam, what kind of a name was that anyway?

The little guy had a pretty good body on him, muscular and lean even if he

was a little wiry; he had to give him that. Keith was used to wrestlers like

himself, thick lean muscular fireplugs of men, at ease with themselves and

their bodies, n' this little fucker was kind of skittish and nervous like,

something just wasn't right with the boy and Keith was gonna half to get a

read on him soon. Keith lit another cigarette and hefted the heavy pouch of

his jock and starred at the ceiling again when he heard the keys in the lock

followed by the door to the room opening, shinning a swath of light briefly

across Keith's muscular body.

He watched his roommate Sam enter the room, the boys silhouette blocked the

light from Keith's face as he smoked but sent a beam of light across his body.

Keith's eyes were adjusted to the dark he could see the darkened frame of the

boy clearly; the boy was a mess, disheveled and dirty. The boy stood there

for a second and starred straight at Keith big ole jock pouch stuffed with Keith's

semi hard snake of a cock that was straining and testing the strength of his

old jockstrap. A pungent smell filled the room, a strong smell, Keith knew

that smell - that was the smell of sex - that was the smell of fresh man

cum, the boy was still staring at Keith's big old cock straining at his jock

pouch as it now started to harden. Keith watched as the boy suddenly tore his

eyes of the big cock and turned around and started to take his shirt off.

Keith felt his cock twitch again and unfurl as he took another lung full of

the smell of fresh man cum. The kid was a faggot!

Keith took another drag off his cigarette and watched the faggot pull its

shirt off. God damn how could he have missed it, the boy was a gawd damn

cocksuking faggot and he was standing there stripping quickly and covered in

man cum. Keith's cock was getting harder and harder stretching out the pouch

of the jock but good. He snuffed out his cigarette and got off the bed. He'd

fuck the little cocksucker's skull if that's the way he was, and then he'd

fuck his little ass but good. Keith watched the tight little white buns as

Sam stepped out of his dirty chinos and reached for a towel. Keith would use

this little fag to dump his load in if he had a cocksucker for a roommate

then there would be no reason to jack off two or three times a day when he

had a real live cocksucker here to use, he'd fuck that tight little butt too

every which way to Tuesday.

In two strides he moved swiftly across the room like the predatory wrestler

he was. Sam turned around straight into Keith with out realizing he was there

behind him. The pouch of Keith's full jock grazed against the faggot's thigh

and he jumped back away from it. Keith looked straight at Sam, the faggot was

a mess, dry cum all in its hair and all over its face and torso, there was

even a big ole blob of fresh cum hanging off of the cocksuckers chin.

"What the fuck happened to you faggot?!!" Keith growled as he closed the

distance between them looking the cocksucker straight in the eye and

pressing his jock bound but hardening cock into the faggot's thigh.

The faggot started to pull away from the cock pressing into his thigh then

he held his space and let the hard cock press into him, trying to act like

it was nothing, like this happened all the time, like it was perfectly

normal. "ahhh.nothing..ummm.I just fell down. that's all." Sam lied.

"what?!! did you fall into? a puddle of cum?!! Or maybe you fell down to

your knees on to a big hard cock?!" The wrestler taunted.

"no.n.no I just fell down in the dirt" Sam stammered.

 "Then what the fuck is this?" Keith took a finger and whipped the huge spot

of fresh thick cum off Sams chin and smeared the massive glob of pungent

seed across Sams lips as he quickly reached around the faggot and put him

in a head lock shoving the faggots face towards his midsection and into his

crotch.

Sam dropped his towel, struggled and fought to get away.

"haw.awww now boy don't fight me, you aint gonna win! Ya aint goinna do

nothing but piss ole Keith off, Boy!"

Keith chucked at the fagots futile attempts to get out of the hold. Sam

pushed at the wrestlers strong arms and tried to land a punch at Keith's mid

section but it barely fazed the wrestler. "aw now look at what you done.you

gone and got me mad.faggot boy.you don't want to get me mad!" Keith steered

the cocksucker around 180 degrees so he had a clear shoot to flip him over

on his back.

The faggot landed with a thump his breath knocked out of him his cock was

hard and pulsing form struggling with the muscle bound wrestler who stepped

over him and put him in a leg lock, pressing his big jock covered cock and

full balls into Sams face. The big cock was straining against the ripped

and worn elastic of the jock, the thick hard cock pressing in to his face.

He breathed in the strong smell of the man, the smell of soap and musk and

precum. Sam struggled to get out of the hold but he couldn't the big mound

of the jocks was stuffed in his face and there was nothing he could do about

it. Not only that but his cock was embarrassingly hard and throbbing up and

down the head pouring out precum betraying his excitement of being dominated

by the wrestler. Keith released the hold and straddled the faggot's chest and

hefted his pouch and laid his cock and balls right on the fags face.

"yeahhhh breathe in that man scent faggot!" Keith encouraged the cocksucker.

"you like that boy? That what you want faggot?! Yeah sure you do! You want

my big ole meat don't ya boy, couldn't take your eyes off it a minute ago,

well here it is faggot lying right on your cocksucking face?!"

Sam shook his head no and mubled into the jock. "no no I aint no fag you

got it all wrong" he protested.

Keith grabbed Sams hard cock and balls and twisted them.

"ahhhhh gawwddd damn" Sam protested and struggled uselessly but his cock

stayed hard.

"that ain't what your pecker says here boy, your little hard cock says you

like Keith's fat cock and balls in your face."

Keith pulled his large hard thick cock and balls out of his jock and laid them

across Sams face his thick long thick cock extending all the way across and

over his head. Keith let it rest there heavily on the boys face till Sam

stopped struggling so much.

"yeah that's where you belong faggot with my big ole cock in your face, OPEN

your mouth boy and suck on my balls."

Sam opened his mouth and sucked a big ball into it then struggled and

finally fit the other large ball into his mouth, the looked up past the

thick hard cock laying heavily on his face, now drooling a steady stream of

precum across his forehead and up the thick muscular hairy body into the

unshaved face of the smirking wrestler who was looking down at him and

stroking his fat cock in the faggots face.

"yeah that's it .oh yeah that's good, suck those fat balls Bitch! Keith threw

his head back "oh fuck yeah suck those baby makers" Keith opened his eyes and

saw a bunch of ties hanging off a hanger in Sams closet. He had an idea.

"Get the fuck up bitch" Keith grabbed the ties and tossed the faggot on the

bed on his belly so his head was hanging off, just right for the nice

downturn his cock took. He quickly tied the cocksucker to the frame of the

bed spread eagled then he took a shoelace out of a sneaker and tied up the

faggots balls stretching them out. He tied the other end of the shoelace to

the bottom of the bed frame making the bitch groan but securing him against

struggling firmly. The fag's hard little prick pulled back and drooling

steadily into the rough bed covers beneath him. Keith stepped up to head of

the bed and unceremoniously fucked the entire fat root of his cock into the

open mouth of the groaning faggot's face "FUUUUUCK YEAH, take that fat dick

you bitch cocksucker!"

He fucked the tight throat hard and steadily until the faggot beneath him

gagged a couple of times then he pulled it out long enough for the faggot to

catch its breath then again he started fucking the throat again like a tight

cunt pulling out just enough to let the bitch suck air in through its

nostrils every now and then.

"yeah BITCH I'm fucking your face like a cunt. You little faggot, yeah this

is what you've been wanting, sneaking around here looking at my cock well

here it is BITCH!"

Keith's fat cock was drooling steadily now and he wanted a piece of that fine

ass before he blew his load. He pulled the fat cock out of the hungry mouth

of the faggot with a loud slurp and stepped around the bed. "don't you worry

boy, Keith gonna feed you some more of his fat cock, oh yeah you're gonna get

a whole lot of Keith's fat cock this semester but right now I'm gonna fuck

your ass BITCH!"

Keith entered the fag's ass in one fell swoop and started pounding hard his

fat cock had no problem getting in deep in the fags hot wet velvety ass. He

fucked straight in and hit the fag's prostate immediately hard then pushed

past it causing Sam to groan out loud, again and again he fucked hard into

and past the prostate deep into the boys pussy. The sound of Keith's big fat

balls slapping against the faggot cheeks filled the room. Each time the boy

groaned louder.

"go ahead and moan bitch, I don't care who hears me fucking your pussy boy,

groan your fucking head off like a whore for all I care. Yeah take that fat

cock in your sloppy hole."

Keith turned 90 degrees and fucked the cunt under him sideways then he turned

again and fucked it from the other direction, turning again 90 degrees at a

time making the fag groan and grunt under the heavy and hard fucking the big

fat cock was giving his hole, stretching it in every direction. Finally Keith

had returned to the original position and continued to pound the well fucked

ass cunt hard with little or no regard for the boy beneath him but only for

his own pleasure. Sweat dripped off the hairy muscular wrestler as the

smacking sound of his balls and groaning filled the room and out the open

window of the dorm room.

"ahhhhh fuccccckkkkkkyeah TAKE MY FUCKING SEED YOU FAGGOT BITCH!"

Keith shouted as his big meat jearked and blew his load deep in the faggots

guts again and again "yeah you got KEITH'S SEED IN YOUR PUSSY NOW BITCH"

Keith collapsed on Sam his sweaty body still jerking as load after load

filled Sams ass cunt.

Sam laid there with the big man weight on him, the large cock softening in

his cum filled ass. He didn't have a choice he was tied up his still hard

cock and sore balls tied and stretched between his legs, the big man heavy

and spent on his back his big cock still in the warm wet cum filled hole. In

a second his worst nightmares were confirmed when he heard the large sweaty

jock start to snore in his ears. Sam just laid there was nothing he could

do, his ass was stuffed with a big soft cock and filled with jock cum and he

was trapped and tied under the big dicked lug. He couldn't sleep with the

snoring in his ear and the drool on his neck just added insult to injury.

His cock hard and unsatisfied, he was uncomfortable and horny. Sam tried to

struggle to get free of the ties that bound him securely to the bed frame

but it was futile. He didn't accomplish much other than it woke Keith up who

fucked him again on and off as the night and changed into morning.

Keith slept soundly and for a long time. He dreamt of wrestling and fighting

and fucking pussy. He was in a big wet hole now it was a big hot pussy and

it was fucking itself on his cock. He woke with a snort to find the faggot

tied under him his cock hardened still deep in the hot wet cum soaked hole.

He pumped the hole slow and steady deep into the fag and pulled all the way

out before stroking n pumping all the way in slowing again.

"ahhh fucccckkkk ah ah unh" the faggot was moaning under him.

He reached down and grabbed his jock from the floor and stuffed it in the

faggot's mouth.

"shut up bitch" he growled but the bitch kept on groaning through the jock.

Keith fucked another load into the boy and fell asleep again.

Twice more that night he fucked a load into the fags ass finally morning

came and Keith fucked the kid once more then left him tied there on the bed

while he showered and changed into his wrestling singlet for team practice.

Watching the tied up hole he had used so brutally over and over again last

night he felt his cock harden and he thought about tapping the ass once more

but decided against it as he untied the faggot's cock and balls then stepped

in front of him to untie one of the boys hands.

The faggot had its eyes glued to the mound of hard flesh laying heavy in his

singlet "easy now, bitch, you'll get more of Keith's fat cock later, maybe I'll

give it to you again tonight."

Keith untied Sams right hand, picked up his gym bag and headed out the door.

Sam stared at the closed door then reached up and took the jock strap out

of his mouth then he untied his other wrist and each of his ankles. He felt

around and fingered his loose swollen ass lips as cum leaked out of it and

down his legs. He reached down and picked up his towel from the floor and

wrapped it around him, he was still covered in dried cum from the night

before and he had been tied up and fucked like a whore all night.

He needed a shower and he needed some sleep. His cock was still hard, he was

desperate to jack off but it occurred to him that he had made a promise to

the quarterback Tom that he wouldn't jack off with out permission,

that he had pledged to the quarterback his penis was worthless and useless

and that he wouldn't touch himself or jack off, or shoot a load with out his

permission. Certainly he just meant right then he told himself but deep down

it felt like he had pledged something more. Either way he needed to clean

off before he jacked off.

The dorm was quiet most of the guys had left already. Sam walked the short

distance to the communal showers on his floor without running into anyone.

He turned in the room and walked past the empty sinks and urinal past the

stalls and around the corner to the showers to find Carl the Resident

Assistant standing there toweling his big hairy muscular body off in front

of one of the showers his big thick uncut cock and pear sized balls swinging

heavy between his thick hairy thighs.

"well, well, well, look who's here. It's the bitch faggot that got his cunt

pumped full of cum all last night by his hot wrestler roommate. I heard you

grunting and groaning all night long, you must have been getting it good!

You sounded like a bitch in heat. Did he fuck your cunt as good as I did? Is

his cock as big as this baby here?"

Carl stroked the foreskin back off the fat cock head of his hardening cock as

he took a step towards Sam.

"ah.um.ah, you heard that?" Sam asked in total humiliation as he stared at

the thick hard cock of the RA that had fucked his ass so well the day

before.

"Yeah I heard it all right. Everyone in the dorm that had their windows

open, and half who didn't heard you getting fucked last night. Heard you

getting fucked all night long, heard you groaning and moaning while your

roommate pumped your ass full of cum. It was hot! Got me all hard and horny

to fuck ya again too"

Carl was stroking the hard cock that was now dripping precum a long strand

hanging down nearly to the floor. He backed Sam into a shower and turned on

the water shoving the faggot against the tile wall and inserting his thick

hard meat deep into the cum filled cunt of the faggot as he closed the

shower curtain behind him. He pumped his cock deep in the ass cunt of the

groaning faggot the hot water of the shower pouring over their bodies.

"ahhh god that's a big cock" Sam groaned.

"god damn right. Got my big fat cock up your ass bitch fucking your wet

sloppy cum filled hole." Carl pulled all the away out and plunged in again

deep and hard.

"ahh fuckkkkk" Sam groaned again.

Carl long dicked the faggot's ass then stopped the deep fuck suddenly

clamping his hand over Sam's mouth and staying perfectly still his weight

pressing the faggot into the shower wall so he couldn't move even if he

wanted to. Sam could hear a muffled conversation going on in the rest room

over the sound of the shower. Carl's cock stayed rock hard in Sam's ass as

they waited and listened.

Then keeping his hand clamped firmly over the swimmers mouth Carl began to

fuck again long dicking the fag as he tried to stay quiet.

"Better be quiet bitch. you wouldn't want to get caught in the shower with

my big fat cock fucking your cunt like a bitch, specially after all the

noise you made last night, the school probably would call your pious

preacher of a father and tell them what a cock slut you are, might get

thrown out of school and your old man wouldn't ever talk to you again."

"Mmpphhh" Sam groaned through the hand clamped over his mouth as Carl fucked

him hard against the tile wall.

Finally the voices in the restroom faded away. Carl shoved his thick cock

hard into the boy and blast Sams insides with his hot seed. "oh yeah fag

boy now you got Carl's baby seed inside your cum filled hole." Carl

groaned into Sams ear as he took his thick softening cock out of Sam's ass

and rinsed it off in the stream of warm water and then stepped out of the

shower.

Sam slumped against the tile wall cum running out of his ass and down his

legs and down the drain. He pushed himself right and closed the curtain,

soaping up his tired and used body.

When he was done he stepped out of the shower only to find that Carl had

taken his towel. He was wet, naked with an unsatisfied still hard cock and

he didn't have anything to dry off with or even wrap himself in.

Once again he ran back to his room again naked his hands clenched over his

crotch trying to cover his hardon. As he ran by the open door of Carl's

room he heard the horse hung stud laugh at him sticking his head out and

hollering down the hall at him "Run Forrest! Run!"

Sam slammed his dorm door on the sound of laughter. And collapsed on the

bed face down, he was so tired he didn't even have the strength or desire to

get under the covers, he was sound asleep in a matter of seconds.

Part 4

Sam woke to the sound of a ringing phone. He stumbled across the room in a

groggy stupor and fished his cell phone from the disheveled jeans, which lay

in a heap at the head of his bed. Sam's cock and ass were sore; his throat

was too, in fact his whole body was sore. Sam raised the phone to his ear

and mumbled hello in a hoarse voice that he barely recognized.

"Hey there fag boy! I just got out of practice and I need a hole to fuck! I

need release! Get over to the house pronto." The loud voice boomed through

the speaker of the cell phone and Sam's cock started to harden at the voice

of the quarterback. The events of the last day came washing over him like a

vortex of lust. "ah... w... wh... What time is it?" Sam questioned hoarsely

still asleep and disoriented. "It's time for you to do as I fucking say;

before I get pissed off and send your old man a copy of the video I made of

you on your hands and knees getting you face fucked by my monster cock!

Faggot! You're gonna fucking pay for back talking me. You hear me? You

address me as Sir you fucking waist of space. You answer me with a Sir yes

Sir, YOU FUCKING HEAR ME YOU FUCKING FAGGOT!"

"Ah ... yeah, ah I mean... Sir, yes Sir." Sam stammered.

"It's time for you to get on your fag knees and suck my cock, it's time for

you to get down and beg me to fuck your faggot cunt, it's time for you to do

what ever I fucking say without question, I OWN you now! Do you understand

me faggot?"

"Yes Sir!" Sam responded his cock was rock hard and throbbing at attention.

"Good, Now get your ass over to the house and you'd better fucking be there

by the time I get there.

MOVE IT!" Tom barked in to the cell phone and hung up.

His thick fat cock pulsed and snaked its fat uncut cock head out of the

taught jock under his baggy sport shorts, as he rounded the corner and

parked his new corvette on the lawn of Kappa Kappa Jock.

There was no way the cocksucker would beat him home; he had called from just

a block away. But ole Tom had a hankering to torment the faggot before

feeding and then fucking him. Tom grabbed his gear and headed into the

house his big meat still mostly contained in the well stretched jock shifted

heavily from side to side with each stride of his muscular frame. Yeah he

was gonna have him some fun, torment the cocksucker and humiliate it before

fucking the shit out of that sweet ass.

Sam scrambled to pull on a pair of gym shorts, grabbed a t-shirt and ran

down the hall and out through the front door as fast as he could. As he ran

across the lawn he thought about the day before. The quarter back had

seduced him into sucking his cock in the locker room showers. Then he had

brutally fucked over a bench in the locker room and Sam had loved it. Loved

it enough to go back that night to a party the quarterback had insisted he

go to, and then, in the mist of the party, he had let Tom take him

back to a pantry and film him as he stripped down naked and got on his knees

and begged for the quarterback to let him suck his massive member.

Sam remembered the weight of the fat cock head as it rested on his tongue

drooling precum while Sam looked into the camera and begged, his cock hard

and excited the entire time. Sam remembered he'd done a lot more than just

beg for the massive cock that was leaking precum on his tongue, he'd also

promised to do anything, anytime Tom told him to do it, without

question or hesitation. He had agreed that he was just a cock hole for Billy

Keith to use from now on, he had promised that he wouldn't touch his worthless

cock or cum without Tom's permission. He had promised to get down and

suck Tom's anytime not matter what or where or who was there if Billy

Keith told him to. He had agreed to service him and of his buddies or anyone

Tom told him to. He promised to bend over and spread his twat for

Tom to breed anytime.

All the while the big quarterback's cock was filmed there laying on his

tongue leaking that sweet pungent precum on to it, into his mouth, and down

his throat with the terrible threat of it being removed and put away if Sam

didn't agree to the conditions. And Sam wanted that cock to fuck his face

so he agreed, there on his knees, a hungry cocksucker, his cock hard he had

looked into the camera and agrees to everything. Sam's cock was hard in his

short fleece workout shorts as he ran. He cursed himself for not wearing

underwear but he had been in a hurry and anyway it was too late now.

Sam slowed as he rounded the corner and saw Tom's red corvette parked

in the middle of the lawn of Kappa Kappa Jock. His heart raced in panic.

"fuck" Sam whispered to himself as he took off running again toward the big

white house and through the open door into the hot living room. A group of

Jocks sat on an old couch in the middle of the room starring at a large

screen. Sam stood there out of breath clenching his hands over his crotch

in an attempt to hide is erection.

"You the math tutor coach sent over? Tom said to go on up. It's at the

top of the stairs first door on the right." The hot jock with thick dark red

hair said without even looking up from the TV.

"Ah thanks" Sam stammered not expecting a response and he didn't get any

either, his presence was hardly noticed by the strapping jock.

Sam ran up the stairs and stopped at the closed door first on the right and

knocked.

"Come in." Tom's deep low voice ordered.

Sam turned the knob and stepped into the room. Tom sat at a desk on

the other side of the large room of the old house. A weight bench filled the

center of the room and a king size bed was shoved up against the walls.

Pictures of fold out girls from Hustler and Penthouse were scattered around

the walls and on the floor along with school paraphernalia and a full sized

mirror across from the workout bench.

Sam knew instinctively to stand still, silent and wait almost at attention.

"You're late you stupid fuck hole" Tom said in a low voice as he got

up from the desk. He was wearing a jock strap, white athletic socks and a

cut off midriff football jersey. His jock was packed with more meat than

Sam had ever seen packed into a jock strap. The jock pouch strained to

contain the immense meat and massive balls.

"I see you've arrived with a hard on faggot. You got all hard thinking bout

Tom's big ole meat using you like the fuck hole you really are?!" it

was more of a statement than a question. "Your little faggot pecker got all

hard thinking bout being used by my monster cock? You all hot and hard to be

my cum hole boy?" Tom taunted.

"Sir, yes Sir!" Sam responded blushing humiliated by his eagerness to get

over here and then showing up with a hard cock, so transparent to the Big

jock quarterback with the huge cock who had humiliated him and used him the

day before.

"Strip faggot" Tom barked and Sam quickly pulled off the shorts and

t-shirt dropping them on the floor. "You don't throw your faggot shit around

my room. You fold your faggot clothes up, and stack them in the corner, then

you take your shoes and socks off and stack them with them ... you got it

cocksucker?"

"Yes Sir." Sam responded already scrambling to pick his stuff up and fold

it.

Tom's cock stirred and started to harden as he watched the faggot

nervously follow his orders and he thought about his upcoming plan. "get

over to that bench, you got to pay for back talking me and for being so

fucking late." Tom said as he reached up and pulled a fraternity

paddle off the wall.

"get that worthless fag ass over to that bench and bend over it ass up!"

Sam lay on the length of the work out bench and grabbed the support to

brace for what he knew was coming. Tom reached under the fag and

grabbed the boy's hard cock and balls and pulled them back trapping them

uncomfortably against the edge of the bench and forcing Sam's balls back

between his ass checks so they would get part of the force of the paddling

he was about to deliver.

"Still hard aren't yah boi, well you're gonna fucking get it... I'm gonna

give you 25 swats with this here baby and your gonna count them for me and

thank me for each one you get. Do you understand me faggot?" Tom

growled at the boy beneath him.

"Sir, yes Sir!" Sam responded.

WHACK! the paddle landed hard and suddenly sending a shock through Sam.

"One Sir, thank you Sir!"

WHHHACK Sam flinched and ground this teeth as burning hot pain shot through

his ass.

"Two Sir thank you SIR"

WHACK!!! pain shot through his ass.

"ungh three Sir, thank you Sir!"

=Whackkkkk!

"ahgahh four Sir thank you Sir.

"WHACKKK!"

"ahhhhfuck five Sir, thank you SIR!"

Sam's ass was turning bright red the fag was lurching against the workout

bench with each swat from the heavy wooden paddle. Tom's cock was

getting hard testing the strength of the jock strap that was trying to

contain the big meat. Tom reached in and pulled his big cock and balls

out of the worn jock, the big meat stretched out obscenely in front of him

his heavy balls swung freely between his well muscled thighs, the foreskin

peeled off his fat precum slick cockhead and a strand hung from the mean red

cockhead.

WHACK!

"ahhhgawdfuckkk six Sir, thank you SIR."

The faggot lurched and clenched at the supports for dear life his ass burned

bright red the paddle caught his balls they ached his hard cock still

trapped between his body and the workout bench.

WHACKKKK!

"AHHGAUDDD SEVEN SIR, THANK YOU SIR"

"Yeah faggot you're felling that now aren't ya boy," Tom stroked his

hard cock slicking it down with the precum that was now pouring out of his

big cock head. "looks like you're hungry for Tom's fat cock aren't ya

boy! got a bright red ass and a hard little pecker there poking straight out

all hungry to take your lickin' n' get fucked by Tom"

WHACKK!

"AHHHHnooooogawd that hurts SIR, Eight SIR, thank you SIR!"

WHACK!

"AHHHFUCKKKK nine SIR, thank you SIR"

"god damn right it hurts boi n' ya got Tom all hot to fuck that bright

red ass"

Sam turned at looked at the hot hairy jock his massive horse cock hard n'

red purple jutting out from his hairy crotch angry and ready to go. A thick

strand of precum now stretched nearly to the floor. Lust filled the boy as

he watched the jock bring the paddle down heavily against his ass, but lust

filled his mind as pain shot through his body and upturned ass.

WHACK!

"UNNNNGAWD nooooo please SIR, ten SIR, thank you SIR!"

"gotta learn your lesion faggot, gotta learn your nothing but Tom's

fuck hole boi! Gotta learn not to question ole Tom when he gives you

an order boi!"

WHACKK!

"AHHHGAWD YES SIR, eleven SIR, thank you SIR!"

WHACKKK!

"AHFUCK, twelve SIR, thank you SIR!"

"you gonna question Tom again Boy?"

WHACKK!

"AHHHHGAWD no SIR, thirteen SIR, thank you SIR!"

"what are ya boi?"

WHACK "AHNGUUUUGH YOUR FUCK HOLE SIR, fourteen SIR, thank you SIR!"

WHACKK!!

"AHHHHHFUCK fifteen SIR, thank you SIR!"

"that's right boi you're Tom's fuck hole boi!"

WHACK!

"AHHGUDDD ah ahfuck, sixteen Sir thank you SIR!"

"you gonna do what Tom says Boi?"

WHACKKK!

"OH GOD YES SIR, anything SIR, thank you SIR Seventeen SIR, please sir""

WHACKKKK!

"oh fuckkkkkkk,SIR, eighteen SIR thank you SIR!"

"you gonna ever touch that worthless little hard pecker there tween your

legs without old Tom telling you to BOI? WHACKKK!

"AHHHFUCK no sir I ain't gonna touch my worthless little pecker without you

telling me to SIR, thank you SIR, nineteen SIR"

By the time Tom was done the boy was blubbering and crying Tom

could hardly tell what the boy was saying anymore. Tears streamed down his

face. Sam's cock was still rock hard trapped against the edge of the bench

he was leaking precum like a faucet. His ass burned and his balls ached yet

he was still hot and horny. It was a hot sight the boy crying beneath him

his ass bright red from the paddling yet his little pecker hard and hot for

Tom and his dominance over the broken faggot. Tom had planned to

put the boy through more humiliation before fucking him but he just couldn't

stand it any more, he had to take the boy now. He plunged his cock deep into

the faggot's ass cunt dry with no lubrication other than his precum, his fat

balls slapped heavy against the boy's sore ass as the faggot screamed out in

pain; the massive cock splitting him in two, dry fucking him.

"AHHHHGOD IT HURTS"

"fucking right it hurts Boy... but you're nothing but my fuck hole faggot,

that right boi?" Tom growled into the fag's ear as he pounded that

tight hot ass for all he was worth. "It aint about you boi it's about ME!

It's about you pleasing me boi! It's about you being my fuck bitch boi! You

take me cock from now on when and how I say boi, don't fucking matter what

you want, it's all about Tom and Tom's big fat cock and what it

wants. You aint nothing but my fucking cum dump from now on faggot, just one

big cunt from mouth to ass hole for Tom to use Boi! This sweet ass was

made for fucking, aint nobody ever took Tom's big ole horse meat like

you do boi, taking my monster dry all the way to the root up your cunt , you

were put here on this earth to take Tom's cock just like you are

now... fucking your cunt deep. Gonna breed your faggot cunt. Gonna blow my

man seed up your hole boi.

AHHHHFUUCCKKK YEAH TAKE IT FAG BOY! Fucking take my seed faggot YEAH!"

Tom blew load after load of his thick man seed deep into the boys hot

wet ass. "YEAH FUCK YEAHHHHHHH!" Tom jerked and hunched against the

boy as he continued to breed the faggot. "Yeah ...

ah fuck yeah take it BITCH! Tom collapsed on the boy's back his cock

still twitched and jerked as it blew another and then another load of this

jock seed into the boy's butt. "yeahhhh boy Tom don't only have a big

ole cock he also shoots a hell of a load, now your ass is full of Billy

Keith's seed."

The jock lay his entire weight on the faggot and rested, his thick cock

still deep in the cum filled twat of the faggot started to soften. Tom

lay there and let the big cock soften in the hot hole beneath him. Finally

he got up off the boy, his big soft meat snaking out of the well fucked ass

cunt beneath him, finally followed by the fat cock head, big globs of cum

poured out of the boy's ass with it and fell onto the hard wood floor. Billy

Keith knew he shot a lot of cum, he knew he could fill a glass with his cum,

he had done it before. Tom stepped to the head of the weight bench and

hung the big soft cock in the faggot's face.

"Clean it up CUNT!" Tom growled low and deep at the fag beneath him.

"Sir, yes sir!" the boy responded broken and submissive.

Sam lifted his head and sucked the massive snake of a soft cock expertly

into his mouth and deep down his throat swallowing again and again

instinctively to keep from gagging, his throat massaging the thick meat in

the process. His tear stained red face red and blotching from crying and

blubbering he looked up at the hot quarterback with equal measures of lust,

submission, and adoration at the handsome boldly chiseled unshaved face of

the quarterback.

Tom felt a familiar tingling in his cock and balls as he looked down

at the faggot. Its mouth wrapped around the root of his soft cock. Its red

eyes and tear stained face turned up looking up in submission at Tom.

Tom's fat heavy balls rested and spilled over the boys chin, The boy

was a fucking natural ... he had to give the faggot that! Amazing how the

faggot took his massive cock down its throat and in its ass right off the

bat, and here he was 24 hours later milking his cock after a brutal beating

and fucking like a gawd damn whore. Tom could already tell he'd be

fucking that throat like he had never fucked a throat before. His cock

tingled, lengthened and thickened at the thought and the boy still kept on

swallowing. Tom took his thick cock out of the faggot's mouth and

tucked it and his fat swollen balls back into his jock as he watched the

faggot lick some of his own stray cum from it's lips.

"Stay there cunt." Tom said as he turned and walked into the bathroom.

It was time to implement his second plan of humiliation for the faggot.

Sam lay on the workout bench, spent, his ass red hot and well fucked. He

tasted the jocks thick seed in his mouth. He finally released his grip from

the frame of the workout bench and reached back and felt his sore and

swollen ass lips. The stud's thick cum was leaking out his ass the boy

fingered the fat swollen red ass lips and they came away covered in Billy

Keith's thick hot seed. He automatically brought them to his lips and sucked

the stud sperm from them like a hungry dog. He was still sucking on them

when Tom walked back in from the adjacent bathroom.

"That's right cunt face suck Tom's seed off your fingers like the

whore you are. I saw ya in the bathroom mirror fingerin' your cunt and

suckin' my cum off ya fingers. That's like a good cock hole should do,

worship my cock and cherish the man seed I breed you with. Now roll the fuck

over cunt. I still got to teach you a lesson, cuz sometimes you faggots have

a hard time listening."

Tom took four short pieces of thick cotton rope and tied the faggot's

hands and feet to the base of the workout bench belly up the fag's hard cock

jutting 6' from a thick bush of blond pubic hair. The boy's little prick

throbbed and pulsed in time with the faggot's pulsing heart the pink head

dripping precum on the cock suckers tan and taught swimmers abs. Tom

hefted his heavy jock pouch and stepped over the fag and sat on it's face.

"Get your tongue out faggot and eat my ass while I shave you. I like my

pussies to be shaved clean like a girl's." Tom said mostly to himself

as he turned on the clippers he used when he had a goatee.

Only this time there wasn't no length guard on it. This faggot was gonna be

bald down there when Tom was through with him.

Sam was mesmerized by the big muscular hairy ass that was now sitting on

his face. He breathed deep the heady man scent of Tom's ass. It

smelled of man musk and soap and the faint but sharp but sweet chlorine

smell of Tom's man cum. Sam stretched out his tongue and dug it into

the clean sweet hole before him, he wrapped his lips around the ass ring and

sucked as his tongue explored further in the warm sweet hole of the star

quarterback sitting on his face. He hardly noticed at all the sound of the

clippers buzzing before he suddenly felt the vibration of the clippers as

they expertly eliminated his pubic bush. What the hell, he barely cared at

this point. He was in a trance eating the sweet ass hole of the horse hung

stud who had used him and degraded him so completely and now here he was

rimming the quarterback's ass as the man shaved his pubic hair off.

"yeah that's it faggot eat my fucking ass hole boi!" Tom growled as he

set the clippers down and picked up the mentholated barbasol shaving cream

lathering up the stubble where the faggot's pubic hair had been.

Sadistically Tom rubbed the mentholated shaving cream all over the

fags balls and little hard prick too knowing that the cool felling the fag

felt right now would quickly turn to a burning sensation. With a couple of

swipes of the razor the faggot was clean as a whistle. Tom took a cum

rag off the floor and cleaned the excess shaving cream away from the

faggot's obscenely bald crotch, the little hard pecker and swollen balls

looked more like they were of a boy, not of a man. Tom straightened up

and ground his ass hole into the faggot's tongue beneath him.

"Yeah faggot eat my hot ass hole BITCH" he growled at the hungry fag beneath

him.

"mmnph er mmnph" the stupid fag was trying to respond with a yes sir he

thought to himself.

His monster cock was straining against his jock strap again, wanting to be

free, wanting more of that hot faggot's available holes. But Tom did

not free it he let it twitch and throb in the jock as he let its weight and

the weight of his heavy balls rest on the faggot's chest.

Tom still had to shave the faggot's hole. There wasn't a whole lot

down there from what he could tell but this bitch was going to loose it all,

right now! He stood up and towered over the faggot enjoying the site of the

frustrated, horny and now hairless boy.

"you bald as a little girl now... cunt hole!"

Sam looked down at his hairless crotch and his eyes filled with tears of

humiliation and embarrassment.

"Sir, Yes Sir, thank you SIR!' the faggot mumbled as a tear ran down his

cheek.

The quarterback reached down and untied the boys feet. "lift em up faggot

and show me your cunt" the sniffling boy did as ordered. "hold them there

boy, and stay still you don't want me to slip and take off those pathetic

excuse for balls, or cut off that puny little thing you call a cock, shit it

looks more like a big clit now."

Tom chuckled to himself as the boy continues to cry at his humiliation

before the smirking quarterback. Tom filled his big hand with

mentholated shaving cream and smeared in into the boys crack making sure to

get most of it into the swollen raw red ass lips and into the well fucked

hole.

"yeah that's gonna burn in a second boy, your gonna fell that burning cream

in your well fucked cunt in a second."

Bill Keith's cock twitched and strained and started to leak precum into his

jock pouch. He took the razor and in a couple of swipes had shaved the crack

of the fine line of baby thin blond hair that had been there. Cleaning the

remaining shaving cream off the hairless crack of the faggot.

"shit now that looks right now, it looks like ya got a big ole swollen pussy

down there... look!"

Tom stepped out of the way to reveal a big workout mirror. Sam had to

admit his asshole did resemble a big ole swollen pussy. Tears streamed out

his red eyes and down his cheeks as his hole began to burn unbearably from

the mentholated shaving cream the jock had shoved deep in his hole. He

looked at himself in the mirror, holing his legs in the air, his face and

eyes red, his pecker sticking straight up in excitement from a hairless

crotch. Is this what had happened to him in less than 24 hours. A sob

escaped from his throat.

As if reading his mind Tom said "yeah that's what ya are now faggot, a

shaved down cunt for ole Tom to do with and use as he feels like."

The quarterback turned and walked back into the bathroom without saying

another word. In a second Sam heard the shower running he was still staring

at himself in the mirror, his legs still up in the air, his swollen and raw

asshole exposed to the mirror, his cock still hard.

He dropped his legs but stayed there his hands were still tied to the

workout bench, there was no where for him to go. He wanted more than

anything to jerk off and shoot his load but not only were his hands tied

firmly ensuring he didn't. Not only that he had sworn up and down never to

touch himself or shoot a load without the quarterback's permission, he just

couldn't believe what had happened. Couldn't believe what a cock whore he

was becoming so quickly and now he was shaved and tied down like some

pervert cock slave to the big man of a quarterback. Then it hit him that's

exactly what he was, exactly what he had happened, exactly what he had

become. It hadn't been taken from him as much as he had given it. Was this

his destiny? Sam heard the shower cut off and after a couple of minutes he

watched the big muscular quarterback walk into the room with a towel wrapped

around his waist. You could still see the big meat of the man swinging under

that towel with each solid stride of the quarterback, back and forth, long

thick and heavy the big fat head of it nearly peeking out from under the

edge of the towel.

Tom caught Sam staring at it and smirked "just cant get enough of

that monster cock, can ya cunt boy?" then he flicked a forefinger at the

faggot's hard cock making it yelp in pain. When another wicked thought came

to his mind. Tom walked over and picked up the permanent marker he

used to mark his name on his football gear. "like I said, sometimes faggots

have a hard time remembering things" Tom said as he crossed the room.

The strong smell of markers hit Sam nose with a pang. He watched the

muscular legs of the quarterback step over him watching the fat cock swing

heavily as the man straddled him and then focusing on the handsome face of

Tom as it came nearer to his and the quarterback bent over to write on

his chest.

The man was sneering at him and chuckling to himself, staring intently on

Sam's face before shifting his focus to the center of the fag's chest.

Sam felt the wet marker as Tom wrote in large letters something

across his smooth muscular chest.

Tom chuckled to himself and continued chuckling wickedly as he stepped

again over the swimmer and bent to write again on Sam's lower abs where his

pubic hair had been. Sam had no idea what Tom was writing but as the

quarter back continued to chuckle he knew it wasn't anything good. Tom

finished and untied the faggot's hands "bend over the bench and spread them

faggot!"

Sam obeyed choking back a sob, in fear of what else the quarterback might

be writing on him that was causing him to continue laughing.

Again Sam felt the wet tip of the marker as Tom wrote across the

small of his back and ass cheek finishing with a flourish towards his ass

hole. The quarterback continued to chuckle as he finished and let the boy up

from the workout bench.

Sam sobbed again as he looked at himself in the mirror freshly shaved of

his pubic hair his small pink balls pulled up tight against the base of his

still hard and throbbing pink cock, the sight was odd but the worst part was

the bold black letters that stood out prominently against his smooth tan

skin. Across his chest in bold capital letters Tom had written FAGGOT

but further down across his lower abs and where Sam's pubic hair had been

the quarterback had written "I will not touch my worthless faggot clit"

to add insult to injury there was an arrow pointing to Sam's hard pink

cock. Sam sobbed again as tears of humiliation streamed down his face while

his hard cock betrayed his excitement he turned around and tried to read

what the quarterback had written on his ass, it took a minute but he figured

it out.

Across the small of his back and ass he read backwards in the mirror "Cum

Hole fag CUNT" with another arrow pointing directly to his ass hole.

"that ought to help ya remember what you are fag boy" Tom chuckled as

Sam continued to sob in humiliation. "Now get your clothes back on. I've

got a poker game down in the basement but I want you to stick around. I've

still got to get another load off... and unless some REAL pussy walks

through that door I'm gonna use you again later. You can stick around and

fetch us beer and shit while we play".

Tom dropped his towel and pulled on a clean pair of slinky and baggy

basketball shorts going commando n' skipping the uncomfortably confining

jock strap as he often did around the house, he then pulled on the same cut

off jersey he had been wearing earlier. Sam watched the massive man get

dressed while he rubbed his wrists.

"Well come on faggot MOVE IT! You got till I get my sneakers on to get

dressed. I don't wait around on you cunt you wait around on ME!"

Sam scrambled to get dressed before the jock finished putting his big

sneakers on and finished just in the nick of time too. Tom walked past

him and through the door as Sam followed him down to the basement.

The basement was brightly lit by harsh florescent lighting and clad in cheap

paneling, the room was large with a couch and TV at one end, a pool table

and poker table filled the rest of the room and at the other end was a bar

and a couple of old pinball games. Around the poker table sat three jocks

two of which Sam had seen in the living room, one of the men was the red

head that had spoke to Sam earlier when he had arrived.

"This is Sam but y'all can call him asshole, he's going through his hazing

and he's gonna fetch us beer while we play. There's beer over there at the

bar. Bring me one asshole, you guys set?"

The men more or less ignored Sam and spoke to Tom "yeah we're ok, man

this ain't no real fraternity Tom we don't have hazing." The red head

said in a deep voice that nearly melted Sam on the spot.

"Fuck you, Tank I can fucking haze anybody if I want to. In fact I'll take

your ass down and haze you if you don't fucking shut up."

Tank started dealing mumbling something under his breath that Sam couldn't

make out.

"what did you say?" Tom barked.

"I said let's play cards, that's all" the redhead named Tank said just as

Sam returned and handed the cold beer to Tom.

Sam spent the next hour in a non stop routine of fetching beer during his

brief breaks from running to the bar he spent his time stealing glances at

the jocks playing poker while feigning interest in a rerun of the earlier

football game on ESPN. He didn't know much about the game but he marveled

watching the strapping football players in white uniforms and ogling the big

beefy asses and the fact you could see their jockstraps through their

uniforms, I ought to watch football more often he thought to himself.

Occasionally the jocks playing poker would stop to watch a certain play

whooping it up during certain replays.

While all the men called him asshole from the get go, Sam had learned their

names; Tank, Juan and Barry. They were all hot strapping muscular men Sam

studied their muscular bodies and found his cock getting hard watching them.

Tank thick like a fireplug with dark chestnut hair thick cut into a tight

military style crew cut his pale skin darkened to a mock tan with freckles.

Juan tall and dark skinned with alular facial features and short wavy black

hair showing his conquistador ancestry with light grey eyes that seemed to

cut right through him. Barry an all American blond and of course Tom

who's thick snake of a cock was laying heavily on his seat between his thick

thighs nearly falling off the seat and hanging out of the satin basketball

shorts. Sam looked into the man's face to see that he had caught him

starring again at his large cock a wicked smirk of satisfaction on his

handsome face.

"Hey asshole how bout another beer and bring that bottle of tequila that's

in the fridge too it's bout time for some shots, what do you say guys?"

A firm round of agreement came from the table. Sam got up to get the beer

and tequila his cock again rock hard in his fleece shorts. The feeling of

his bare crotch against the soft material felt weirdly erotic. He tried to

will his cock soft before he returned to the poker table but to no avail and

it didn't help at all that Tom was watching him smirking the entire

time at his excitement and obvious predicament but fortunately none of the

other men noticed. Sam delivered the beer and bottle tequila and had no

more than sat back down when Tom barked at him again.

"hey asshole what are we suppose to do?! drink this shit outta the bottle,

where are our fucking shot glasses?"

Sam got back up and went back over to the bar and found some shot glasses,

he had the foresight to also find a lime and cut it up, then a salt shaker

and tray to carry it on. Then carefully arranged the shot glasses around the

tray with slices of lime next to each glass placing the salt shaker in the

center of the tray.

As he headed back to the poker table he noticed that Tom was still

smirking at him well aware of his erection and embarrassment. He set the

tray down and immediately went back to the sofa to sit down blushing deeply

in humiliation.

"well lookit here what a pretty set up asshole brought us... he's a regular

fucking Martha Stuart"

The men all laughed as they poured shots off the tray and downed them. Sam

blushed deeply as he watched the men around the table laugh at his efforts,

Tom laughing and smirking turned towards Sam and reached under the

table and shook his thick limp meat in his shorts at the boy giving him a

quick wink then letting the meat fall heavily back on the seat of his chair

Sam blushed even more deeply as he stared at the big soft cock the fat

foreskin covered cock head had slipped out the leg and was now resting on

the chair between the leg of the quarterback. Sam tore his eyes away from

the exposed meat but despite himself they kept wandering back, he

inadvertently licked his lips and then cursed himself under his breath his

hard cock throbbed hard in his fleece shorts.

The drinking and poker continued and Sam was forced to continue fetching

beer and fresh limes for the men playing poker, his cock would vary from

semi hard to rock hard depending on where he let his eyes and mind wander.

The conversation at the table inevitably got around to pussy and the fact

none of the men yet had managed to find a regular piece of poontang this

semester. When out of the blue Sam was horrified to hear Tom mention

that he had found a good faggot to use during the dry spell.

"yeah this faggot's one hell of a cocksucker, can take it down all the way

to the root and will put out any time I want."

Sam blushed again deeply and kept his eyes on the television and his hands

in his lap trying to cover his erection.

"no shit! You got a cocksucker you face fuck with that big ole tool you got;

and you're trying to tell us the faggot can take the whole thing?" Juan

asked Tom.

"Does the faggot take it up the ass too?" Tank asked with dumbfounded

interest.

"yup the faggot takes the whole thing down it's throat and takes an ass

fucking like a Tijuana whore!"

Tom boasted.

"well gawd damn that's fucking sweet!" Barry chimed in, the men around the

table agreeing.

Sam kept his eyes glued to the TV pretending not to hear the conversation.

"and this faggot will do anything ya say, you can use it any time you want?"

Tank asked not quite believing what Tom was saying.

"yup the faggot's a cock hungry slut a real talented cunt of an ass on him

too." The quarterback boasted.

"damn I could use me some of that." Tank responded as he groped himself, the

other men around the table agreeing and doing the same.

"shit Tom I don't believe you man." Juan piped in "you're just bull

shitting us." He finished still groping his semi hard cock.

"no really you can ask him yourself, Hey asshole stand up!"

Sam reluctantly stood in front of the men his hands coving his crotch

trying to hide his ragging erection, blushing in humiliation, his head bent

starring at his feet as the men starred at him dumbfounded as their looks of

incredulity turned slowly to smirks.

"No SHIT!" Barry was the first to speak "you're a cocksucker? And you can

take Tom's big snake of a cock all the way down to the root?" he

added.

"ah... yeah, ah I mean yes sir, Mr. Tom fucks my face n' throat till

his big balls are slappin' against my chin... it ain't easy but I take his

big cock down my throat... 'sides it's not like I got much choice 'cause

once Mr. Tom gets it into his head he's gonna fuck my face... well

that exactly what he does and there ain't much I can do but take it, sir."

Sam stammered meekly still clutching his hands in front of his crotch and

starring at the ground before him deeply embarrassed and humiliated by his

predicament.

"n' you let ole Tom here fuck you in the ass?" Tank asked groping his

cock through his shorts Sam noticed, letting his gaze drift upwards towards

the crotches the men questioning him were now groping lewdly.

"ah... y... y... yes sir, Tom fucks me in the ass n' breeds me anytime

he wants sir. He says it's all I'm good for... taking his cock and his seed

anytime he wants to use me, sir... Mr. Tom says I'm a cunt hole from

head to toe for him to use as he likes, he even wrote it on me cause he says

sometimes faggots got a hard time remembering things." Sam finished,

quickly regretting how forthright he had been in answering the hot jock

before him.

"strip asshole and show the guys." Tom barked at the boy, Sam noticed

his cock was getting hard and tenting out his shorts, in fact all the men

looked like they had good sized meat getting hard in their shorts. Sam

looked at the sadistic face of his tormentor with a pleading look "I said

strip you worthless faggot!"

Sam obediently pulled his shirt up over his head to reveal the word FAGGOT

written across his chest a round of laughter came quickly from the men

inspecting him. Then he removed his fleece shorts and stood with his hands

trying to cover his bald crotch and erection while the men continued to

laugh at him, he blushed deeply a tear of humiliation ran down his cheek.

The men grabbed their sides in laughter as he continued to stand there with

an erection crying in front of them.

"drop your hands faggot and let them see it all." The quarterback growled at

the humiliated boy in front of them.

Sam dropped his hands to his sides and yet another round of laughter came

from the men, he wished the earth would just open up and swallow him whole

rather than have to stand there in front of the men his cock hard and at

attention in front of them the lewd words "I will not touch my worthless

faggot clit"

scrawled across his lower abs where his pubic hair had been just hours

before, an arrow finishing the work off by pointing to his hard pink penis.

"Turn around faggot and show them the rest." Tom taunted.

Sam obeyed then bent over and spread his cheeks before being asked so the

men could see the entire effect of the writing "Cum Hole fag CUNT" with

another arrow pointing directly to his ass hole. The men were all still

laughing when he turned back around to face them tears streaming down his

face in abject humiliation.

Sam couldn't help but notice that all four men now had hardons in their

shorts, and despite his predicament he inadvertently lick his lips again.

"shit boy you really are a cock hungry slut aren't ya faggot? Lettin' ole

Tom use you and write all over you like that, you must be some hungry

faggot for his big fat cock and 'bout willing to anything for some cock

aren't ya boy?!" Juan chuckled and grouped his big hard cock through his

shorts wagging it at the faggot who couldn't help but stare at it.

"ah... nooo... ah I mean not really, ah it aint like I had much of a

choice." Sam stammered tears streaming down his face. "he ... ah I mean Mr.

Tom has a film of me, ah yeah, I mean sure... I was sucking on his

cock and all in the pantry during the party but it wasn't like... that...

ah... well I guess I did kind of get down and beg for him to let me suck his

big cock and ... ah well he filmed it with his new camera, but I swear I

wasn't no faggot ... I'm a good Christian boy... I aint never done nothing

like that... ah before, ah 'cept for of course that afternoon in the shower

at the gym. But he had such a big ole cock swinging there I tried real hard

not to look but I guess I couldn't help but look at it and there he was all

talking, and smiling, and stroking that big ole meat and telling me how it

was ok for one guy to help out another guy in a time of need.

And the next thing I know he's pushing down on my shoulders and I'm down on

my knees looking at it up close like... and he's like pushing my head toward

it... I just don't know how it happened. It just happened all so fast, the

next thing I know he's got my head back and he's fucking that big thing down

my throat, and his big fat balls are slapping against my chin. then I before

I know what's happening I'm in the locker room bent over the bench and he

fucking my ass like he's fucking a girl and talking in my ear all nasty

like, telling me how good my ass feels, how I'm a natural and his big

muscular body is pounding on me with his big hairy chest rubbing against my

back and he's playing with my nipples like I'm some girl telling me how much

I like his big ole cock plowin' my hole and how wouldn't I like to get

fucked by a bunch of big ole football jocks like him since the locker rooms

unlocked and what would happen if they were to walk in on us right there and

then... and then it was over and I'm still hard and his cum is leaking out

my ass and he walked me back to the dorm all friendly like nothing ever

happened.

and he told me about the party and how I had better come to it or he would

come and find me."

Sam looked up at the men pleading for them to understand but just finding

them smirking at him and groping their hard cocks in their shorts.

"I wasn't going to go... I really wasn't but I didn't want him to come

looking for me so I thought I'd just drop by for a second but when I got

there he was angry cause I was late and he told me to stick around and he'd

get to me latter ... so I did. Well I don't really drink much and I don't

really hold my liquor too well and the next thing I know Mr. Tom takes

me back to the pantry and makes me strip down and my cock gets hard and he

is filming it with that brand new camera he got. He takes out that big ole

cock and the next thing I know I'm back down on my knees begging for him to

let me suck his cock again and promising all sorts of things and he got it

all on film. So you see I had to let him use me and shave me down like a

girl n' write on me and stuff or he said he would send that film off to my

old man and I can't let that happen. I'm a good Christian! I got a girl back

home! Every body expects us to get married! But now since I got fucked by

Mr. Tom it's like I can't help myself, I see a big ole cock and I just

want it. I got fucked by the RA back at the dorm and by my roommate too!

It's like I got faggot written on my forehead and men can tell I want what

they got, and now I do have faggot written on me. I even promised not to

touch myself and I'm so hard to cum I aint never been like this before."

Sam looked up at the men tears streaming down his face begging to be

understood and they understood all right but not the way he was hoping.

All four men were snickering at the helpless humiliated cock hungry faggot

before them as they stroked their big hard cocks in their shorts, watching

the humiliated faggot his hard cock sticking straight out in front of him

throbbing up and down in excitement from his shaved crotch.

Tank was the first to talk pulling down his shorts at the same time "you

like this here big cock faggot? You think you can take this thick fucker

down your throat like you took ole Tom's cock?"

Sam stared at the big thick fire plug of a cock the thing looked like a

small arm with a big fist at the end of it. I was thicker than Tom's

at the head but he was pretty sure Tom's cock was just as thick or

nearly as thick at the base. Sam was pretty sure he could suck the whole

thing down his throat and he sure knew he wanted to try.

"ah... yes sir Mr. Tank I think I could, you got a real thick cock though...

but I sure could try, sir." Sam was mesmerized as if in a trance starring

at the thick meat he licked his lips forgetting his confusion and

humiliation, now only hungry for cock.

"yeah faggot your gonna do more than TRY you're gonna suck my FAT COCK!"

Tank was already shoving the boy to his knees. "Show me how you suck that

big meat of Tom's all the way to the root boy!"

The other men were gathering around to watch stroking their hard cocks and

stepping out of their shorts.

Sam was already facing the daunting girth of the fat cock tilting his head

back he took the fat head in his mouth and swallowed as Tank shoved the

massively fat cock head down his tight throat gagging Sam but just for a

second as he swallowed again the fat cock head entering his gullet.

Tank plunged the meat deep into the gagging faggot his fat balls slapped

hard against the cocksucker's chin "FUCK YEAH!" he growled throwing his head

back letting his thick cock sit in the tight throat before pulling back till

just the head was in the faggot's mouth then plunging his fat cock down the

throat again "GAWD DAMN nobody's ever been able to take my fat meat like

that, fuck yeah!" Tank began to fuck the faggot's face beneath him with

abandon as Sam tried to swallow on the down stroke best he could to keep

from gagging he wasn't all that successful though and continued gagging snot

pouring out of his nose tears streaming from his eyes he couldn't breath,

the big jock just continued to slam into his face without regard, holding

the faggot's head in place for his cock to fuck his throat. He pulled

completely out and Sam gasped for air before tank plugged his fat root back

into the faggot again.

Sam swallowed again and again to accommodate the thick meat but it really

didn't matter the fat meat had found it's way into his throat and now the

stud was just fucking it into him again and again plowing the tight throat

like a pussy, spit mixed with the jocks precum ran out his stretched mouth,

down his face and on down his torso. "Fucking A that's good! you guys got to

get you some of this faggot's throat!" his balls continued to slam against

Sam's chin as Tank rabbit fucked his big cock into his gagging face. Sam

thought he was about to pass out when Tank pulled the fat cock from his

throat.

It was replaced immediately by Juan's long cock not as thick as Tank but

nearly as long as Tom's cock Sam found it easier to take. "OHhhhhh

yeah that's a good cocksucker suck Juan's cock!" Juan's style was different

than Tanks and Sam had a chance to massage the big meat in his throat and

soon the Big strapping Spaniard was blowing his thick load down the faggot's

throat.

As Juan pulled out Tom was grabbing Sam under the arms pulling him to

his feet and shoving him over the arm of the sofa so his head hung over the

end, Tom lifted the boys leg's and plunged his massive monster of a

cock up the faggot's ass with no more than his precum for lube.

"ahhhhfuckkkk" Sam groaned out as the big meat started to pound his ass

hard his head back he was looking at the approaching hard cock of Barry -

pale swinging heavy back and forth, the foreskin pealed back, thick milky

white precum pouring out the piss slit and slicking down the angry dark red

shiny cock head.

Barry laid his heavy cock across the faggot's face and watched as the

cocksucker lapped at the precum pouring from his piss slit, he always had a

lot of precum when he got hard it was a curse sometimes but the fag lapped

at it like a starving dog. He slapped the fag a couple of times hard on the

face with his heavy cock watching the faggot struggle to get the big cock

head back in it's mouth. Looking down the boy's muscular body rocking back

and forth at a regular rhythm from the force of the brutal fucking Tom

was delivering at the other end.

Barry watched Tom pull the massive meat entirely out of the fag and

plunge back into the boys swollen ass lips slamming hard into the fag's ass.

The fucking was so hard and brutal that it would have been easy to mistake

the kid as an unwilling participant, if it weren't for the hard pick cock

Keithbing up and down on the faggot's obscenely bald crotch as he was getting

pounded. Barry grabbed the faggot's erect nipples and twisted them

mercilessly, the fag moaned again and Barry plunged his fat cock down the

faggot's throat and started pounding the faggot's face to the same rhythm

that the boy was getting fucked to.

Tom looked up and watched Barry fuck the faggot's face. The blonde's

fat bull balls slapping hard again and again against the boy's forehead on

either side Juan and Tank held the kids legs up wide as Tom continued

to pound the boys cunt deep; pulling out fully each time and then plunging

in again to the root in one long fuck after another enjoying the stretched

out fag cunt. His monster cock fucked it way deep into the faggot's hot

velvet hole piercing the boys second and third gate mercilessly each time

his full 230 pounds of force behind each thrust. Tom watched as Barry

pulled his thick dripping cock from the faggot's face and stepped to the

side as Juan took his place fucking the boy's throat. Tom was on the

verge of blowing his load but he decided that Barry had the right idea and

pulled his fat monster cock from the faggot's ass before he had blown his

wad.

Tank stepped up and plunged his fat cock straight up the kid's ass hole and

started pounding away furiously. The men continued like that one after

another fucking the hungry faggot from both ends till finally they had

enough and as Tom fucked his man seed deep into the cock suckers

throat Juan filled the faggot from the other end and both Tank and Barry

blew their wads across the faggot's face almost simultaneously. As they

pulled away from the faggot they wiped their cocks off on his scattered

clothing.

Tank picked up one of the faggot's sneakers and shoved it into the faggot's

gapping ass hole. They all laughed as they headed back to the poker table.

"hey guys about another round, faggot go get us some fresh beer!"

Sam pulled his sore body up and wiped his face off best he could on his

already dirty and cum soaked t-shirt "leave the fucking sneaker" Tom

growled "and hurry up with that fucking beer!" he waddled over to the bar

cum still dripping off his face a sneaker stuffed in his ass his cock still

hard and unsatisfied and brought the men back some beer.

They were already starting a new game of poker sitting around the table buck

naked "get your faggot ass down under the table and make your self useful"

Tom ordered taking the beer and swigging it down, for the rest of the

night when Sam wasn't fetching something he was sucking something later the

men all fucked him again and left him there in the party room worn out well

fucked and still unsatisfied.

Sam lay there on the poker table exhausted his lips were swollen and his

throat and ass were sore.

Every fiber of his body was tired every muscle exhausted with the exception

of his cock which was still hard and throbbing. He couldn't bring himself to

move it was late, he had no idea what time it was but he knew it was late.

Finally he sat up and got himself dressed. He climbed the stairs and entered

the dark living room, the house was quite he let himself out the front door

and stepped into the cold night.

Walking across the lawn of Kappa Kappa Jock he headed back to his dorm and

hoped that when he got back to the dorm there would be enough mercy in this

world that at least his roommate wouldn't be there waiting on him. Sam just

didn't think he could take another long night of getting fucked by his

roommate the wrestler.

Part5

Walking across the lawn of Kappa Kappa Jock Sam headed back to his

dormitory. His body was exhausted and his ass was still sore from the brutal

paddling Tom had given him. The seed from the four jocks leaked from

his well fucked ass hole and soaked into his shorts as he walked across the

dark campus.

Gosh he sure hoped his roommate wasn't in. He wasn't really sure what he

would do if he was, his state was embarrassing to say the least and he knew

that asshole roommate of his would never let him live it down. He would just

have to play it by ear, besides there wasn't much choice for him but to

chance it.

Earlier in the day Tom, the quarter back, had shaved his pubic hair

off and had written "FAGGOT" on his chest as well as "I WILL NOT TOUCH MY

WORTHLESS FAGGOT CLIT" above Sam's cock and "CUM HOLE FAG CUNT" just above

his ass with an arrow pointing to his now sore, swollen, and well fucked

asshole. Not only did he have to get the graffiti off him before he had his

roommate or anyone else found out about it, but right now he didn't think he

could take another long night of having his roommate's fat cock up his

already well fucked hole.

Sam was relieved to find the wrestler gone when he got into his room.

"Good" he thought to himself, with any luck the fucker was over at his

girlfriend's making up with her and getting some, "Let her try and sleep all

night with his fat half hard dong stuffed up her twat and pounding her on

and off all night long, I need some sleep!" He peeled off his clothes and

looked down at his shaved crotch and the obscene messages scrawled across

his chest and lower abdomen in the mirror. His cock got hard immediately.

"fuck" he thought "there's no fucking way I can go to the showers like this

even to wash it off" he licked his fingers and rubbed uselessly at the words

on his chest but it didn't do any good; the word FAGGOT was still there.

Sam looked at the clock on his bed stand, 11:27 stood out in bold bright

blue green steady electronic letters and pm blinked rapidly on the dark

screen of the small box. I'll just have to get up in the middle of the night

and shower then when there's less chance of running into somebody. He

couldn't risk setting his alarm in the event his roommate did get in he sure

didn't want to wake him. He rolled into bed with a hard on and pulled the

covers up over his head; he was just going to have to make sure and get up

and shower before anyone else did.

Sam sucked a fat ball into his mouth and then another breathing in deeply

the strong musky smell of man sex. He looked up at the hard monster cock

above him as it drooled a steady stream of precum on his face. Then he

looked up past the enormous cock, up the hard hairy muscular body and stared

into the hot handsome unshaved face of the star quarterback smirking above

him and wearing nothing but a helmet and shoulder pads. Another unknown

football player in a helmet and shoulder pads mounted and brutally fucked

his ass. One after another the big dicked football players in helmets and

shoulder pads fucked him and breed his hole as the quarterback with the

monster cock stood above him and let him suck on his fat nuts the big hard

cock towering above him drooled a stead stream of precum on Sam's cum

soaked face.

The line was endless.

Sam was naked in the locker room and another big dicked football player

stepped up and fucked his hole while Tom the quarterback fucked that

amazing cock in and out of Sam's throat. Sam's own small pink prick bobbed

furiously between his legs swinging up and down to the steady rhythm of the

fucking. Then Tom mounted him as the others football players watched

and stroked their big cocks around him.

"YEAH YOUR JUST A BIG CUNT HOLE NOW FAG BOY AND EVERBODY KNOWS IT" Tom

bellowed as he fucked the enormous meat into Sam tight white bubble butt.

Sam's little cock jerked and blew load after load as inch after fat inch of

the quarterback's fat cock entered him.

Sam awoke with a start, his cock jerked and twitched as he continued to

blow load after load into the sticky sheets beneath him. He looked at the

clock on the bed stand. The blue green electronic letters stared back at him

3:52; am blinked in the steady familiar rhythm in the dark room.  His heart

was racing with adrenalin as his little cock shot another load into the

sheets.

He'd had a wet dream. He looked over to his roommate's bed to see that it

was still empty. Sam sat up and turned on a light, what a fucking mess. The

night's events came back to him and in his groggy state he looked down at

his chest and then down to his shaved cum drenched crotch to find the

obscene graffiti still there. The hot messages gave him a familiar tingling

sensation in his crotch and even though he had just blown his load into the

sheets his cock started to harden again. "I'd better get up and shower and

wash this mess off me" he thought.

He grabbed the terry cloth robe his mother had bought him for Christmas

instead of a towel. Grateful for the rarely used robe he headed down the

empty corridor towards the showers. Thankfully no one was around. Stepping

into the shower he draped his robe over the shower rod instead of hanging it

on the hook, he didn't want to risk the humiliation of having Carl come

in and snatch it like he did his towel the day before. Sam washed the wet

cum from his tight swimmer's body and lathered up his hair, then he took the

shower gel to his chest expecting the rude letters to wash away easily but

they didn't. Sam scrubbed roughly at the words but they remained, grabbing

his body scrubber he scrubbed furiously at them but when he rinsed off the

bold black letter remained on now red raw skin. Sam scrubbed again until

his skin hurt yet the letter remained calling out FAGGOT to anyone who could

see it.

Despite his increasing panic at the words' refusal to wash from his body his

cock now Keithbed up and down and started leaking precum again in excitement.

"fuck what the fuck am I going to do?" Turning off the shower and wrapping

the robe tightly around his body, making sure it was closed up to his neck

and tied firmly around his waist, he peeked out of the shower and was

relieved to see the bathroom was still empty. He had half expected to see

Carl there stroking his fat uncut horse cock. The hot RA always seemed to

be catching Sam either on his way to the showers, in them or on his way

out. He was relieved yet strangely disappointed as he padded silently back

to his room clenching his robe tightly around him without incident.

Fuck..fuck fucking fucker how that fuck am I going to get this shit off me.

Sam's eyes reddened in frustration as he paced across the small dorm room,

his cock had quickly shriveled as the weight of the situation settled in and

panic took over. I'm going to have to go to the fucking doctor or something,

but what the hell. I can't wait on this.what if someone finds out. How can I

go to swim practice with faggot written on my chest? Right then he decided

he needed to do something right now, even if he had to go to the hospital.

Sam pulled a clean t-shirt over his head, then pulled a pair of jeans over

his hairless crotch and soft prick and headed out the door.

Sam got to the university hospital the reception room was nearly empty he

walked to the reception counter and told the receptionist that he needed to

see a doctor.

"What's the problem son?" the fat woman behind the counter asked without

looking at him

"umm I ca.can't really s s say.umm.I mean well it's kind of private." Sam

stammered he actually hadn't given much thought to the fact he was going to

have to tell somebody what the actual problem was.

"unhun.is it an emergency?" she asked again without looking at him.

"ahhh welll ah nooo b b but well it's ..ah. kind of urgent if you know what

I mean."

The woman finally shifted her big head and looked at him through half closed

disinterested eyes

"NO I DON'T know what you MEAN if you won't tell me what your problem is

there's no way I can know what you mean." She snipped "you a student?" she

inquired through tight bitter lips looking him up and down.

"Yes Miss ah . Woolscratch" he said respectfully checking out the strange

name on her badge and hoping the respect and familiarity would help him out

with her bitter attitude.

"It's Mrs. Woolscratch." She said turning her head back to the computer in

front of her "Fill out a form on the clip board and attach your student ID

and bring it back here when you're done and someone will call your name when

it's your turn."

Sam waited in the waiting room for a good half hour flipping through the

ragged sports illustrated magazines admiring the many muscular bodies and

beefy asses of football players and baseball players featured again and

again, he skipped the bathing suit issue. By the time and intern came in and

called his name there was a small pile next to him. The intern was a young

pretty woman in green hospital scrubs. He followed her into a small

examining room.

" So .ah Sam what's your problem today?" she asked closing the door to the

small, cold, brightly lit room behind her.

"ahhh..welllll..um well .ah." Sam stammered nervously.

"It's ok I'm a trained professional you can tell me"

"ahhh.welll. Actually it's kind of a guy thing it's it possible that I could

see a male intern.ahhh. I mean it's nothing personal Miss.ahhh I just mean

it's kind of embarrassing that's all."

The pretty young intern looked at him sympathetically and paused for a

minute thinking the poor young man probably had the crabs or gonorrhea or

something silly like that. Well what the fuck she could wake up that lousy

fucker Mitch, the other intern working this shift, who was taking a nap at

her expense in another room down the hall.

"Sure son, I'll get a male intern to take a look at you. if that's what you

want. Take your clothes off and put on this hospital gown and someone will

be with you in a minute or two. "

Mitch was deep in the midst of a hot dream when the light came on and that

bitch Sheila woke him up shaking him.

"hey fuckhead we got a patient who wants to see a male intern . not that you

qualify but you're the closet thing I can find at this time of night."

"gawdddd damn it .fuck you!" He mumbled and rolled over trying to ignore the

stuck up cunt of an intern he had to share a shift with.

"Cummon Big Boy! Get UP! Even the great and powerful MITCH has to do some

work even on this easy shift. Christ I don't know how the fuck you ever

expect to get finished with med school as lazy as you are."

The bitch walked out leaving the lights on.

Mitch rolled over again and considered getting up and turning the lights

back off and going back to sleep. These hours as an intern were killing him,

the food was shit, the hours were brutal and he hadn't seen his girlfriend

in a week his schedule was so fucked up. Fuck he even had a fucking hard on.

Gawd damn he wished that bitch Sheila would give him some of that fine tight

pussy that would make things a lot easier on him but he had tried to chat

her up a couple of times and the cunt was cold as ice. Probably a fricking

lesbo!

Mitch finally hefted his big 6'3" frame up, ran a big hand trough his

tousled dirty blond hair then scratched at the chest hair sprouting from the

collar of his scrubs, his cock had gone down to a semi so he stepped out

into the hall picking up the clip board she left behind for him. Room 3A ok

he was awake now he could do this he thought as he strutted down the hall

his big fat cock and fat full balls shifting heavily in his scrubs with each

stride, he never wore underwear he liked the freedom the scrubs offered.

"Fucking must be a lesbo" he thought again to himself "any red blooded woman

could see what he was packing".

Mitch entered the small examination room to find a clean-cut young man

waiting for him in an examination room.

"well .ah .Sam is it?" He said professionally to the nervous young man "why

don't you sit over there while I take your vitals and tell me what your

problem is"

The young man named Sam got up from the chair clenching his gown both

around the breezy back side and in the front. The kid hopped up on the

examination table.

Mitch smirked inwardly to himself those gowns cracked him up, leaving

patients totally exposed on the back side sometimes showing off a fine piece

of ass. the patients invariably were wrecked that they had to wear the

embarrassing garments. Mitch took the obviously nervous boy's temperature;

it was normal. He put the blood pressure cuff on the kid and asked again

"So what going on? What brings you here to the clinic in the dead of night?

Must be sort of serious that it can't wait until morning"

"ah.well yes sir.it is sir..ah I mean it's not like and emergency or

anything but .well I got this little problem.and ah Sir well like I said it

sort of 'barrasing but I got get something to take care of it quick Sir."

The kid's blood pressure was a little high but probably normal considering

how nervous the kid apparently was.

Mitch noted the vitals on the clipboard and set it down stepping back a pace

and looking at the young man with his professionally concerned look.

"mmmnn well I am a professional and no matter what it is you can tell me

about it." He said as earnestly as possible for this time of the morning;

quite frankly he didn't give much of a shit and would rather go back to

sleep and finish that hot dream he had been having.

Sam sat in the small cold room and waited. Finally the door opened and the

male intern came into the room. "fuck he was HOT" Sam thought to himself.

The Man in the green scrubs was tall dark and handsome, with tousled dirty

bond hair and a dark tan his arms thick and muscular covered in thick fur.

The man had more thick fur sprouting from the top of his scrubs. His face

was square with a strong jaw covered with a thick coating of dirty blond

stubble. He obviously had a great body and there was a big fat mound

swinging down the leg of his scrubs.

The hot intern asked him to get up on the examination table and stuck a

digital thermometer in his mouth. Sam took the chance to check out the big

swinging dick in the scrubs of the intern as the hairy muscular man was

distracted with studding the clipboard. Sam clenched his hands in his lap

in an effort to hide his erection through the thin material of the hospital

gown just as the handsome man picked up one of his arms and slid a blood

pressure cuff on it. The handsome man smiled at him and asked him what he

was there for.

Sam looked into the handsome square unsaved face of the intern and into his

deep blue eyes and his cock pulsed again and started to leak. He was tongue

tied he didn't know how to tell this stud what his problem was but he tried.

Finally the big man was done and he backed up it a bit making it easier.

Sam looked into the man's deep blue concerned eyes and finally came out

with it.

"ahhh.well you see Sir I kind of have this writing on me and well it won't

come off and ..um.well it's kind of embarrassing Sir."

There  it was out.

Sam looked back at the concerned face then involuntarily he looked down

again at the big fat mound in hanging down the scrubs of the big man he

quickly caught himself and shifted his gaze back into the concerned face of

the intern.

"mmmnnn yes.ok well why don't you show me this writing, I'm sure it's not

that big a deal and we can get you all fixed up and out of here" the man

said with confidence while he shifted his weight to the other foot.

Sam couldn't help but notice the weight and mass of the heavy package of

cock and balls that swung in the intern's scrubs as he shifted his weight to

the other foot and back again.

"ahh.um.ah ok but you see it's sort of all over me Sir" Sam stammered.

"Well get on with it drop the gown and show me boy" the intern said briskly

it was obvious that he was getting impatient.

Sam got up from the examination table and turned around his backside to the

intern concerned about his erection he took the gown off and covered his

crotch with his hands.

Mitch was getting irritated with this shit. The kid apparently had some

writing on him and was too embarrassed to show it to him. When he shifted

his weight he caught the kid eyeing his fat cock through his scrubs so he

shifted his weight again intentionally causing his heavy cock and balls to

swing heavy in his scrubs again. Sure enough the kid couldn't keep his eyes

off his fat heavy swinging dick.

After a bunch more "ah's and er's and well's and Sirs" Mitch finally just

told the kid in and authoritative tone to drop the gown and show him what it

was. That worked and the kid finally responded by hopping off the table, it

was apparent that the kids little pecker was hard tenting out the thin

flimsy gown the kid quickly turned around and dropped the gown then clenched

his hand in front of him probably in an attempt to hide his hard little

pecker.

Mitch was grateful the kid was facing the other direction when he got a look

at what was written on the kid's backside Mitch nearly burst out laughing.

Just above the kids pale white bubble butt, CUM HOLE FAG CUNT was written in

bold black letters above the perfect white round bubble butt of the boy a

line circled across one of the fine round mounds and disappeared between the

boy's ass cheeks.

"why don't you ah ha ha ha ah bend over and spread em he he he . so ah ha ha

ha. ah.so I can inspect this a little better." Mitch said trying to control

his laugher as he snapped on a latex glove and applied KY jelly to the

fingers.

As Mitch stepped up to the boy, his cock swung heavier in his scrubs as his

big cock rapidly filled with blood. The boy reached back and spread his

cheeks with both hands giving out a little sob of humiliation as he did so.

The line ended in a perfect arrow pointing directly to the boy's swollen and

obviously recently abused ass lips. Mitch snorted back a laugh as he

squatted down to inspect the swollen ass hole "I think he he he that I'm

going to need a little more KY.he he he." He reached up and squirted a

liberal amount onto the fingers and easily slid one then two then three of

his thick fingers into the boys hot velvety swollen ass chute. The kid both

groaned and sobbed at the same time. Mitch rotated his fingers around and

hit his prostate, massaging it he inserted a fourth finger and rotated his

hand around again, causing the boy to groan involuntarily and sob again.

Mitch inserted his thumb and massaged the boy's prostate at the same time he

reached down and groped his fat cock as it continued to harden in his

scrubs. The boy's hole was stretched wide around his fat fingers

"Lets see if there's any damage back here boy" Mitch growled "clench your

ass muscle for me"

The boy groaned again and clenched down tight driving the fingers out of his

ass.

"ok now relax"

The boy relaxed and Mitch drove and twisted his fingers deeper into the

swollen ass hole and hard against the boy's prostate. The boy groaned and

squirmed around the five fingers deep in his ass backing up on them.

"ok boy now clench down again" Mitch instructed firmly.

The boy clenched again nearly driving the fingers out of his swollen ass.

Mitch twisted the fingers in the ass again "ok now I want you to relax

again"

The boy relaxed and with a twist of the wrist and steady pressure Mitch's

entire hand disappeared into the groaning and now writhing boy.

Mitch took the boy's swollen prostate and squeezed it between three fingers.

The boy groaned and squirmed on the table as the fingers of the Intern

expertly massaged his prostate.

"OH GAWD  fuck yeah" the faggot groaned.

Mitch felt his cock pulse heavy in his scrubs, if the boy could take his

hand up his ass chute to the wrist he knew the little squirming faggot could

probably take his fat cock up there too.

"Ok boy, now relax again"

The boy relaxed and Mitch twisted his hand around. In and out he drove his

hand into the hot ass hole hitting the boy's prostate again and again as the

boy groaned and squirmed on his hand like a hand puppet. Finally Mitch

reluctantly removed his hand from the tight wet hole and removed the glove

tossing it into a trashcan and backing away from the faggot who was still

bent over the table spreading his ass cheeks for the intern.

Damn that's one fine ass Mitch thought taking in the whole hot scene in

front of him. The fine white bubble butt accentuated by the swimmer's dark

tan and Speedo tan line, parted before him the gapping asshole clenching and

unclenching as if trying to kiss at the air to find something else big and

fat to fill it. The obscenely hot message that framed the top of that hot

bubble butt just above the tan line; an invitation to breed it hard, CUM

HOLE FAG CUNT with the arrow pointing to the fat swollen ass lips that were

still clenching and unclenching as if looking for something to fuck it.

Mitch groped his semihard cock through his scrubs grabbing the thick hot

hard rods with both his hands he stroked the fat cock through the material

of the scrub, his foreskin pull back over the fat corona of his precum slick

cock head and snapped in place at the corona. Mitch released his cock and

let it throb in his loose scrubs as he felt the foreskin slide back over the

massive cockhead.

"Well boy it looks like you still got plenty of clutch back there, you can

stand up now."

The boy sobbed in humiliation as he stood and covered his crotch again but

remained facing the other direction.

Mitch watched and waited for a second before he spoke again "you said you

had writing all over you, turn around and show me the rest."

The boy sniffled then turned around clenching his hands in front of his

crotch trying desperately to hide his little erection. The boy had FAGGOT

written across his chest in the same bold letters and something else written

across his lower abs "drop your hands boy!"

Sam dropped his hands and looked up into the face of the handsome intern

with pleading red eyes then down at the crotch of the inters scrubs where

his big fat cock was throbbing heavily down his leg. The boy's little pink

pecker was hard and bobbing up and down leaking a steady stream of precum on

to the floor beneath him.

I WILL NOT TOUCH MY WORTHLESS FAGGOT CLIT was written across the faggot's

lower abs and another arrow pointed to the hard little pecker that was

bouncing up and down. The faggot was shaved clean of all his pubes.

Mitch couldn't help but smirk and snicker as his big cock throbbed heavy

down his leg and tented his scrubs.

"Were you hazed in a fraternity hazing Boy?" he asked.

"ah.n.n.no not really Sir" the boy sniffled still starring intently at the

big cock pulsing and tenting out the interns scrubs.

"Cause if you were hazed I would have to report this to the campus police,

fraternity hazing is against the rules on this campus."

Mitch thought it was damn shame that hazing had been banned on campus, this

looked like one of the hottest hazing fantasies he had even seen or thought

of.

The boy seemed to panic  "ah no no no really I wasn't  hazed Sir I don't

belong to any fraternity SIR . really I don't!"

The boy peeled his eyes from Mitch's fat cock long enough to look in his

eyes, again there was the pleading look. Mitch stood there his hands on his

hips his legs spread, his thick cock pulsing down the leg of his scrubs,

waiting for and explanation.

"Really Sir it wasn't no hazing I swear." He pleaded his cock throbbing hard

with excitement sticking up at an angle from his cleanly shaved crotch.

"who did this to you boy?" Mitch demanded.

Sam took a second glancing at his feet then back up at the hot Intern

pausing again to study the big cock pulsing down the leg of his scrubs. He

couldn't possibly tell the man it was Tom, the star quarterback would

beat him senseless and worse than that he was sure the quarterback would

send that video of him to his dad. The film of Sam naked on his knees, his

hard little cock hard with excitement, the jocks big cock head resting on

his tongue drooling precum as he was begging to suck the big cock, then his

life would be ruined.

"WELL WHO DID THIS TO YOU BOY?!!" Mitch barked snapping the faggot out of

his silence.

"ah ah um I did Sir, ah you see it was just a stupid little bet and I did it

to myself on a bet .yeah." The boy lied badly.

"unHuh, mmmmn you did this to yourself you say."

"Yes Sir that's what I did. I did it to myself on a bet Sir" the fag said

with just a little more confidence this time.

"And how did you write on your backside boy?" Mitch sneered at the lying

faggot.

"Um I did it in the mirror Sir" the boy said defiantly

"unHuh I see and what happened to your asshole then? Boy and don't lie to me

I know when an ass hole has been fucked!"

"ah I .ah.I fucked it myself Sir. in the shower .with a shampoo bottle.um.it

was part of the bet Sir."

"Ah! I see!" the Intern said nodding his head up and down, "mmmmn. well that

makes more sense then." He said scratching the beard stubble on his jaw with

his big hand. "well you'd better bend back over that examination table again

boy sometimes hard things like shampoo bottles can do some damage"

"ah.um well didn't you just examined me." Sam stammered

"DO IT!" Mitch ordered adding "I wasn't looking for that kind of damage."

The boy bent over the examining table hesitantly.

"SPREAD THE CHEEKS just like you did last time" The Intern growled.

Sam was a little scarred of the change of tone in the Intern but he obeyed

and reached back with both hands and obediently spread his ass cheeks again.

Mitch was going to fuck the hot ass of the lying faggot and he was going to

do it his way. He reached over to a side table and grabbed an ACE bandage.

With the skill and speed of an emergency room doctor he grabbed the kid's

wrists and quickly had them tied together tightly there was no way the

faggot would get out of that.

"what the hell." the faggot started to protest

"SHUT THE FUCK UP FAGGOT!" Mitch barked as he grabbed another ACE bandage

and started wrapping it around the faggot's mouth and head gagging him

expertly being careful to leave his nostrils open so the cock sucking faggot

could breathe. "you come in here with your cunt all swollen and your faggot

clit hard to get fucked by a doctor writing all over yourself and asking for

a male intern. Well your going to get it good now fag boy!" Mitch rubbed the

baseball bat of a hard cock between the cheeks of the tight bubble butt of

the prone faggot tied and gagged and bent over the examination table.

"IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT FAGGOT? You haven't been able to get your eyes off my

big cock since I walked into the room. HAVE YA?!"

Mitch reached under the faggot and pulled the boy's small prick back against

the edge of the table. "You got it right faggot this is just a worthless

faggot clit and it ain't worth touching. now what I got here is some real

man cock and I'm gonna fuck your faggot cum hole cunt with it."

Mitch rubbed the big hard cloth covered cock against the faggot's cheeks

then pulled his scrubs down and laid the big thick cock across the faggot's

back.

"BET YA DIDN"T THINK IT WAS THAT BIG DID YA BOY!" again he dry humped the

heavy fat cock between the faggot's ass cheeks and half way up his back as

his cock continued to expand and get even harder and bigger.

Sam was scarred. No he didn't think the cock was that big. He couldn't see

the cock but the thing seemed to reach half way up his back and the meat was

heavy and seemed to be getting bigger and heavier by the second. It did seem

too big as big as a baseball bat and at least as heavy.

"THINK YOU CAN TAKE THAT BIG COCK BOY?!!" Mitch taunted as the faggot

grunted and struggled to get away from the massive prick dry humping his

ass. "OH YOU'LL TAKE MY MEAT FAGGOT! YOU'LL TAKE IT EVEN IF IT WRECKS YOUR

HOLE FOR GOOD!"

Mitch stepped back from the faggot to inspect the bound boy while he filled

a syringe with liquid valium and deftly gave the faggot a shot then he

grabbed the tube of KY and squirted the entire tube of it on his still

hardening cock using both hands he lubed the big bat of a cock up for

fucking and stuck the fat head in the faggot's swollen ass lips. The faggot

screamed into the gag and tried to get away.

"Relax boy..relax like you did when I stuck my hand up your cunt, I know you

can take this cock, common fag boy this is what you wanted, now relax!"

Mitch now growled in the faggot's ear as he felt the hole relax a little

from the effects of the shot he slid inch after thick inch of his fat cock

into the faggot's cunt when he felt resistance he reached into the pocket of

his scrubs and unscrewed the cap on a bottle of amyl nitrate he held it

under one of the boy's nostrils while closing off the other and told the

faggot to breath deeply.

The boy's head swam his hole relaxed and the fat cock sunk deeper and deeper

into him, he felt like he was being fucked by a telephone pole.

"That's a good Cunt. you're doing good, your nearly half way there."

The Intern with the massive cock stopped for a second and twisted the

faggot's firm eraser sized nipples mercilessly making the faggot cunt

beneath him groan and squirm.

Nearly half way there?!! good god how big could this cock be! His head spun

again as the hot intern began to torment his nipples. The bottle of Amyl

Nitrate was back at his nostril and again he breathed only this time as

deeply as possible. When he exhaled the bottle was still there and he took

another long drag. His head spun with lust as he felt the massive anaconda

of a cock entering into him deeper than any other cock had ever been. The

bottle was back and Sam inhaled again loosing touch with reality; all that

existed in the world was that big fat cock snaking it way into him and the

fire in his nipples. His own cock pulsed and spewed precum out of it as the

massive club of a cock mauled his battered prostate. The massive intrusion

continued endlessly his body seemed to be one big cunt fucked entirely on

the huge cock. Finally he felt the fat balls at the base of the big cock

press against his stretched hole.

"there you go fag hole I knew you could do it!" again the bottle was under

his nose. "breathe deep cunt your gonna need it" the intern growled into the

faggot's ear as he nibbled on it and stuck his tongue in it.

"mmmnnnn  uuuuuucccccckkkkk eahhhhhhh" the faggot groaned in pleasure as his

whole body was taken over by the sensations of the massive pole in his ass,

the fire in his tits and the sensations of the hot hairy stud against him

bighting on his neck. Again he breathed in, he was fucking flying. The

massive pole began to pull out of his ass the long decent as the snake

pulled out of him his whole body one big cunt for that big pole mangling and

twisting his prostate now in the opposite direction.

"oh yeahhhhhh that's a good cunt! You're just one big cunt hole for my man

cock faggot!" the Intern continued to twist his nipples back and forth and

nibble on his ear, the bottle was there again. "breathe faggot breathe deep

cunt hole"

Sam obeyed and flew even higher. he was just one big CUNT"

"yeahhhhhh that's a good faggot"

Mitch finally pulled the massive cock head out of the quivering ass hole and

watched as the swollen lips kissed his big cock head. He plunged into the

hole again this time with more speed not stopping till his balls smacked

against that boy's swollen ass lips.

"Yeah that's want ya wanted isn't it faggot! Wanted My big fat cock up your

cunt!" he began to pound the ass hole now furiously the amazing cunt deep

and stretched and now accommodating his massive cock easily as the effects

of the liquid valium and amyl nitrated took over the groaning fag. "YEAHHHHH

FAGGOT TAKE THAT BIG POLE UP YOUR HOT CUNT" the big dicked intern growled at

the faggot he was now pounding hard with his massive pole.

"MMMMMNNNN UUUNNNNGHHH AHHHGGGGHHHH ANNNHHHHUUUU" the faggot groaned trough

the gag taken over by nothing but the sensations of the enormous cock

fucking in his hole and the hot degrading words swimming in his head.

The room filled with the obscene sounds of a sloppy hole and the smell of

man sex. Mitch hunched his hairy body against the faggot's back as he fucked

the hole sloppy, then paused to hold the bottle under the faggot's nose

again then took a quick hit himself.

"listen up cunt hole you got my big cock into your cunt all the way to the

balls, now what I want you to do is clench that ass cunt of yours while I'm

pulling out and when I'm going in I want you to relax your cunt Like I

taught you too earlier. Can you do that faggot?!"

"MMMMNNN" the faggot groaned again it felt like the big cock was going to

bust through to his throat.

"Ok now take another couple of deep breaths and then concentrate on pleasing

this here big ole pole stuffed in your cunt!"

Sam breathed deep again and again then felt the big cock beginning to pull

out and he clenched his ass cunt tight like he had been taught.

"ohhhhh fuuuuckkk yeahhhh. TIGHTEN THAT SWEET CUNT.ahhhhh fucking sweet!"

Mitch pulled the big cock all the way out then growled in the faggot's ear "

relax that sweet cunt for my big pole faggot" He plunged in hard, deep, and

fast, his fat balls smacking against the ass loudly. "ohhhhhhh yeah!" he

began to pull out faster this time the hole beneath him clenched down hard.

Mitch began to pound that hole faster and faster harder and harder. The

faggot was in fucking heaven groaning the entire time in some primeval chant

of a faggot cunt being fucked by massive cock. "SMACK SMACK SMACKKK" the

sound of steady fucking filled the room

"YEAHHHH FUCKKK TAKE MY SEED IN YOUR CUNT YOU FUCKING FAGGOT, I'M GONNA

BREED YOUR FAG ASS!"

Mitch plunged in deep and blasted the faggot's cunt with seed so hot and so

forceful the faggot could feel the seed blasting deep into him.

Mitch fell against the bound faggot and rested his hairy muscular chest

sweaty and sticking to the boy beneath him. His massive snake of a cock

began to soften but he lay there and enjoyed the wet sloppy hole filled with

his hot cum. Finally as the cock was nearly fully soft the man got up and

snaked the still big cock out of the boy's wet sloppy hole. The fat head

popped loose with a sucking sound, it sounded like a boot being pulled out

of the mud.

The sloppy ass cunt of the faggot gapped open, cum began to pour out the

faggot's gapping and sloppy hole. The intern grabbed a roll of surgical

gauze and stuffed it in the gapping hole but it wasn't enough to stop the

flow of his hot cum. He pulled the roll out and grabbed another roll taping

them together, leaving a long piece of surgical tape hanging off of it when

the two rolls were firmly taped together making a sort of big fat fag ass

cunt tampon in the process he stuffed the whole thing up the faggot's sloppy

cunt, pluging it tightly, it was a good fit the long strand of tape hung

down between the faggot's thighs.

"That will help keep my sperm from pouring down your faggot legs as you head

back to the dorm"

Mitch then untied the faggot's hands then stepped up to the head of the

examining table and unwrapped the gag. The faggot's eyes nearly popped out

of his head when he saw how big the now soft cock was that had fucked his

ass.

"yeah fag boy. that's the cock that fucked your cunt and now it's fully

soft, when it's hard it's nearly twice that size."

Sam couldn't believe it, the massive snake was almost as big soft as Billy

Keith's cock was hard.

Mitch continued to unwrap the Ace bandage that had gagged the faggot.

"I couldn't let you see it hard or I wouldn't have been able to get it into

ya, maybe next time I'll let ya get down and worship my big pole like a

faggot needs to before I fuck its cunt."

As Mitch pulled on his scrubs the faggot continued to stare at his big meat

in disbelief.

"Cummon cunt hole get dressed!"

The faggot got up from the table his little pecker still hard and dripping.

Mitch chuckled and smirked at the little pink throbbing cock. "remember now.

that's a worthless faggot clit and it ain't worth touching." He chuckled

again and continued to smirk at the hot little faggot.

Looking down at the clip board Mitch said "Ok Sam or should I say CUNT.

there's nothing I can do about the ink and the writing it's just gonna have

to wear off. My name is Mitch but you can call me SIR! I got your dorm

address here and you phone number. If I decide to give you a call for a

follow up examination I expect your faggot Cunt to show when and where I

say."

"ahh Yes SIR"

The intern folded the top sheet from the clip board and put it in his pocket

turning to head out of the room he stopped in the door way the turned back

to the boy

"oh and yeah if you ever show up here at my place of work again and try to

pull that shit I'm gonna turn your faggot ass over to the campus police, ya

understand me CUNT?"

"ah yes SIR, I understand you SIR!" Sam responded obediently.

"So Boy Tell me what fraternity put you through this hazing?" The Intern

asked.

"None Sir, well it's not really a fraternity. proper like. but it happened

at Kapppa Kappa Jock Sir" Sam just couldn't bring himself to continue to

lie to the man who had just fucked his hole so royally.

"Mnnn ..yeah, that makes sense. You've been getting it from Tom and

his horse hung jock buddies; I've heard they're a twisted bunch of cocksmen.

Well now you know what a real man's cock feels like when it fucks your hole.

Maybe sometime I'll have you over to my frat house for a hazing, 'course we

would never let a worthless fag like you actually join but we sure as hell

would haze the fuck out of you"  Mitch winked at the boy "ya got a FINE CUNT

but that is a WORTHLESS little CLIT ya got there." The hot intern chuckled

and left the room closing the door behind him.

Once again Sam found himself walking back to the dorm with a sore asshole

only this time his legs were weak and shaky and he had a big ole butt plug

tampon of surgical gauze stuffed in his sloppy well fucked ass. The gauze

was doing a pretty good job but cum was now beginning to seep out and run

down his legs. When he got into the room he was relieved again to see that

his roommate was still out.

Sam undressed and pulled the large gauze tampon out of his hole; the thing

was soaked in the intern's sperm and more poured down his thighs. Sam held

the two rolls of gauze that were taped together up to his face, the pungent

smell of the interns seed hit his nose with the same force and effect the

amyl nitrate had earlier. Sam closed his eyes, and breathed in the strong

chlorine sweet smell of the man seed, his little cock throbbed.

He opened his eyes and caught sight of himself in the full-length mirror

that was mounted on the back of his closet door. There he was in his room

sniffing the fat roll of cum soaked gauze that had been plugging his hole.

His 6" prick hard and throbbing and leaking it's own precum and sticking out

from his clean shaved crotch, the obscene and humiliating words written on

his chest and lower abs, cum running down his legs.

Sam began to grab his pecker to jack off in the mirror but there was the

message on his lower abs staring back at him I WILL NOT TOUCH MY WORTHLESS

FAGGOT CLIT so he didn't. Instead he stuffed the roll of cum soaked gauze

under the mattress and grabbing a pair of underwear he stuffed it in his

hole to soak up the rest of the intern's hot cum, he pulled on a white

t-shirt and a pair of tighty whities covering the humiliating words scrawled

on his body and rolled back into bed, in case his roommate was there when he

woke up in the morning he didn't want the asshole seeing the humiliating

messages written on him.

Sam's hard unsatisfied cock rubbed against the tight white underwear as he

rolled over on his belly and fell quickly into a deep sleep.