What are you looking at bitch? Your best friend is learning to take cock. He is a natural, see how my thick eight inches just slides in and out of his pussy. See how he is trying to pull me in deeper, a natural! Yeah, this boy knows how to take a dick!
You should be paying close attention, cause once I empty my balls into your buddy, you are next.
OK, you are sure you can’t see anything, right?
Good, then just wait here while a group of your friends….. ahem, I mean a group of complete strangers, come in and gang bang you, hard, deep and raw.
Don’t worry boy, it will fit. We have all morning to make sure you can take the whole length. Once we are done, this will feel like the most natural thing in the world to you.
I am really impressed. You got the whole thing in your throat on the first try. Have you really never done this before? You are a natural. I like the way you keep eye contact while you swallow my meat.
A freshman with no gag reflex is a rare and wonderful find. They should be kept close and trained to make the best use of their natural abilities.
Dude, what the fuck, keep sucking. Just because Joe is pounding his eight inches in and out of your cunt, does not mean you can stop servicing me. You need to learn to multitask if you are going to be the frat’s cum dump.
Nobody said this would be easy, now focus on keeping our cocks happy and satisfied. If you do a good job, we will give you a creamy reward.
While nothing beats slamming your meat into a nice warm, tight hole, every once in a while it’s important to take matters into your own hands. A good solid stroke is a great way to relax. Nobody know what makes your cock feel better than you do.
Stop fucking around fag, just get the whole thing in your mouth. I want to feel the head of my cock deep in your throat. If I wanted a shitty blowjob with just the tip being licked, I would have asked your girlfriend to suck me off.
Now you are getting it. Just fuck him however feels good to you. Don’t worry about him, it probably hurts him at first, but that is just part of getting cunted. He needs to get used to being fucked whenever you want to dump a load. It does not matter if he is busy, or embarrassed because other people are around, or tired and sore, his holes are there for men to use. Eventually he will thank you for harvesting his cherry and showing him his proper place in life.
I know it seems wrong somehow, he has been your best friend since first grade. But you have to forget the past, he told you he wanted to be a hole, so use him like a hole. It is impossible for him to be a cum hungry whore and be your friend. He made his choice, it’s too late to back out now. Pretend your friend died, or moved away, because the warm, cum bucket, fuck hole in front of you is not him.
Just imagine he is a fleshlight. He is waiting for you to use when ever you want to jack off. Stick your dick in one of his holes, and use it to stroke your cock. Cum in the hole, and pull out. Have him clean you off, zip up and walk away. You don’t need to talk to him afterwards, or even acknowledge him. He exists now as nothing more than place to shoot a load when you are horny.
Steve hated this. He had been in the stocks for hours. He had lost track of how many men had shot a load in his ass. He still made this face each time a guy came in him. He could feel the jizz dripping out of his gaping ass and running down his taint and thighs. From behind he could hear the men talking and laughing, he had no idea how many men were still waiting to fuck him. Most of them were strangers, but he recognized the voice of his best friend and at least two of his teammates.
He would just have to endure, until the men were done. Then he would be released and could try to forget about this. He would never be able to speak to his best friend again, and he would need to quit the team, but he was strong and could move on past this. He would never speak of it again, and eventually this weekend would fade from his memory, or so he hoped.
What Steve did not realize, was that this entire event was being recorded and uploaded. He would be recognized on the streets and in bars as a cum whore for the rest of his life. Random men would pull him into alleyways and toilets and force him to take dick. His teammates and former best friend, used him every night that week, spit roasting him raw and hard. Steve had become a cum dump. He would never go back to being the “man” he was prior to the stockade weekend.
Once my roommate had a couple of shots and smoked the whole bowl of weed, he was in the proper mindset to take care of me. I just stood close to the head of his bed and started massaging his back, while whispering to him. “You want to feel my cock?, go ahead.” I gave his arm a little nudge so his hand was resting against the front of my shorts. Even in his “relaxed state” he could feel my cock plump up and thicken. It was pushing outward against the palm of his hand. “Just rub it a little.”
“Yeah that feels good, tell you what, let me pull down these shorts to give you some better access.” My roommate was on autopilot, his glazed eyes staring at the erect cock in his hand. I moved my hand from lightly rubbing his back, up to the back of his head, and slowly, but forcefully, pushed his head towards my crotch. “Open your mouth and let me inside. Trust me, you are going to love this.”
Two hours later my roommate had swallowed two loads of my ball juice and was now holding his ass cheeks apart as my cock plunged in and out of his tight hole. He had started to sober up as my dick punched into his ass, now he was fully aware of what was happening, but had no idea how to stop it. I just kept whispering to him, as I ravaged his ass. “Yeah, pussyboy, you were made to take cock. Your a natural at this. I am going to be fucking you every day from now on, faggot.”
For the next couple of days, my roommate, got drunk and high every evening, knowing I was going to pump a load or two into him. Each night, I fucked him harder and harder. I was not gentle and did not care if he enjoyed it or not, he was nothing more than a fleshlight for me to jerk off into. But the entire time my dick was inside of him, I would whisper in his ear, telling him over and over that he was a hole, a fag made to take cock. He needs to serve real men and make them happy with his holes. By the end of the week, he no longer needed the alcohol or drugs and willingly go on his knees every time I walked into the room. He had finally accepted his role in life.
Now it was time to start pimping him out to some of my friends….. and some of his.
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