Author: bodedude

Just a guy

He had won, and needed to prove his superior dominance over me. He knew I did not want to lick his arm pit in front my teammates.  He grabbed to back of my neck and pushed my head forward.  I could smell his sweat, his odor and his masculinity.  He pushed forcefully until my face was buried in his pit. My nose was nestled in the hairs of his armpit.  He held it there, so I could not back off, and told me to lick. I had no choice, he had won, he was the better man.  A bet is a bet.  As my tongue pushed out past my lips, I heard the gasp of my teammates.  I just blocked them out and counted down, in my mind as I licked, ten…..nine…..eight….seven….until it was over.  As I reached one and the final lick, I realized he was no longer holding me in place.  My face stayed deep in his pit of my own choice, not because it was forced. 

After a moment, I pulled away.  I looked into his face and saw joy.  He had a smug, self satisfied grin on his lips.  We made eye contact only for a moment, before I cast my gaze downward, submitting to him in even this smallest battle of wills.  As my eyes looked at the floor, I could see his hairy legs, sticking out from the bottom of his basketball shorts.  His shorts were tented out!  He had a hard on, from having me submit to him.  It looked huge!  His massive cock was standing straight out from his body.  I could not take my eyes off of it.  I watched it twitch inside of the nylon fabric.  He patted me on the head, like a puppy and said “Lets go to the showers”.  I watched as he pulled off his shorts freeing his thick. ten inch slab of meat, grabbed a towel and headed into the shower room, without looking back to see if I would follow.

I looked around at my teammates for support, but found nothing but disgust, and possibly lust, in their stares.  Seeing no support from my “friends”, I meekly dropped my own shorts and followed him to the showers to accept my fate.  I knew that my punishment was not complete, but I could not imagine, how bad it was going to be.  The licking of his pit was not going to be the end of it.  I had already submitted to him, and for the rest of my life, I would know that I was not an Alpha male.  He was superior to me and always would be.  The only question now, as I stood before him, naked, in the showers of the gym, was how he would make me submit to him, and I guess, if he would share me with my former friends and teammates.

Pete, standing between his “friends” Joe and Steve, has just learned that they intend to take him into the woods and use him like a cheap whore.  Steve is going to hold him in place while Joe rams his cock into Pete’s virgin ass.  Then they will take turns filling his holes with cock and cum.  Once he is fully broken in and his cunt is gaping and wet, they will take him back to the trailer park, install him face down in his double wide, and let any man who is horny take a turn fucking his new cunt.

Holy shit, I think he is really going to do it!  Joe, the starting quarterback and prom king, who bullied me all thru junior high and high school, is going to suck my cock.  This is great, I can’t wait to blow a load all over his smug fucking face. 

And to think, I was not going to come home for summer break.  This is going to be the best summer ever, using Joe as my own personal cum dump, every single day.  I can sell him to my friends.  I bet all the other guys he bullied will pay good money to fuck him in the ass. Joe is going to be a whore.

Pete and Joe were just joking around for the picture.  None of their friends thought anything of it, but Pete felt Joe’s cock chub up as it was pressed into his ass crack.  Neither one mentioned it, and they spent the rest of the day goofing around with their friends.  

That night in the cabin, after everyone else had gone to sleep, Pete learned what the cock that pressed against his shorts earlier, looked and tasted like. With Joe’s shorts shoved in his mouth, to prevent his screams from waking the rest of the cabin, Pete lost his cherry.  Joe dumped four loads into his former friend that night, all without waking anyone else.

It turned out that they did not need to bother keeping quiet.  Before lunch the next day everyone had discovered that Pete was now a cum dump.  He spent the rest of the vacation at the cabin bent over being spit roasted taking cocks in his mouth and ass.

That’s right,

maintain eye contact with me while drinking it all down.  Recycled beer is good for you, full of nutrients.  If you don’t finish the bottle, I am going to have to embarrass you, here at the frat, by making you drink directly from the tap.

While I am relatively sure, you would prefer to drink the warm piss directly from my cock, I doubt you want to have your friends witness how low of a fag you are. But maybe I am wrong and you want to be a human urinal for the frat?