As the tenth of his frat brothers buries his cock into his ass, his brain completely shuts down. 

At first he fought the penetration from his bros. It hurt really bad and was unbelievably embarrassing to be used like a drunken cheerleader on prom night. His mind had problems accepting he was being fucked. He was a “man” and men shoved their cocks into holes they did not get penetrated by cocks. It went against everything he was had ever understood about himself. He could not believe this was happening to him. The worst part was that his bros were ignoring him, they did not talk to him or acknowledge his screams and pleas to stop.  They were laughing and joking around, drinking and watching the game on TV.  It was like he ceased to exist as a person, and had become a piece of furniture.

After the first couple guys shot their cum loads into him, he stopped fighting back. He had not yet accepted what was happening, but he realized the futility of his struggles. Then after a couple more guys fucked him he lost focus on what was happening to him. He was tuning out the laughter, the high fives and the comments about how good his “cunt” felt. He just did not want to deal with what was happening to him. Then as the tenth guy, his roommate, shoved his big, thick slab of beef into to him, he finally just checked out. For the next several hours he was nothing more than an object, with no feelings or thoughts about what was being done to him. He became a perfect fuck hole, existing only as a warm place for men to jerk off into.