“I just walked into the locker room and saw Pete getting spit roasted by two seniors.”

“No way, Pete is straight.”

“Straight or not, he knows how to take cock.  Based upon the sounds he was making, he even likes it.  I think we should invite him for a sleepover this weekend.”

“OK guys, I have him in position, line up.”  His teammates could not help but notice that the small hole they put in Pete’s singlet, before the match, had ripped nicely to expose and give access to his hairy, virgin ass.  They also could not help but notice, that despite all his protests (please don’t do this, I am straight”), Pete had a raging boner stretching out the fabric on the front of his uniform.

It took a while to get Joe’s thick cock fully into Pete’s new cunt, but once Joe started pounding away, Pete opened up nicely.  After Phil and Rich took turns and unloaded in Pete’s ass, Brian found he no longer needed to hold him.  Brian released his grip and Pete kept his legs stretched wide.  It was quickly determined that all of Pete’s singlets needed to be modified to allow easy access to his gaping hole.  

Pete quickly adapted to his new role and never again protested against being filled with wrestler’s meat.  At the end of every “training” session, Pete would get on his hands and knees and lick the mats clean, to insure none of his teammates jizz went to waste, because no matter how hard he clenched down, eight to ten loads of cum were hard to keep inside while grappling and going for position.  The puddle of cum that inevitably would build up under Pete’s dripping hole could not be left to stain the mats.  Being able to lick up his teammate’s sweat was just a bonus.

“Hey guys, does your water taste funny?  Why are you laughing?  This isn’t funny, stop grabbing my ass.  Why are all of you hard? What is the camera for?”

Steve had just taken the first step in becoming the wrestling team’s cum dump bitch.  Once all of his teammates have unloaded in his new cunt, and photographed him taking their thick cocks up the ass, he will never be able to say no to them again.

He did not need to hold my head in place.  I had been fully trained.  Every day since the semester began my roommate would walk into my room at 7:30am, put me on my knees and jerk off into my mouth.  Every day for the past five months, I had swallowed a load of his cum.  At first I was shocked, then I tried fighting him, regardless of my protests he shot a load in my mouth, every single morning.  Now I was addicted.  I would wake up at 6:00am and lay there waiting for him to enter and feed me.  When I heard my door open, I would immediately roll out of bed and assume my kneeling position with my mouth stretched wide. The morning feedings were never mentioned, for the rest of the day we were just typical college roommates.  None of our other roommates or friends knew about our morning routine.  Still we both knew that he was the better man and I was his willing cum dump.  

So here’s the deal bro, since you clogged the toilet, we need an alternate for the kegger tonight.  During the party you stay, like you are, on your knees. Put the tube in your mouth and hold the funnel in your outstretched arms.  The guys will come over and recycled the beer they have drunk into the funnel, just for you.

“I was horny, my roommate was drunk.  He passed out on my bed with his head hanging over the edge.  I really had no choice, I had to throat fuck him and empty my balls in his face.  There really was no choice in the matter, it had to be done, my roommate would understand.  I mean he would have done the same thing in my place.”

“No, your right, you had no choice, any real man would have done the same.”

“However, I think you may have crossed a line, when you invited some of his friends and teammates over for a turn.”