Has not yet come to grips with the fact that he is a cum dump. Still deep in denial about being a fag. 

So on weekends he gets drunk and lets guys use his holes.  He can rationalize that he is not really a whore, he just gets used by other men while his defenses are down.  It’s not his fault he gets raped every weekend.

He has a reputation now, the college gang bang slut.  Whenever he gets drunk, he takes off his shirt and wanders in the woods behind the truck stop.  Men wait back there on Saturday nights for him to show up.  He then gets bent over and pulls a train of fifteen to twenty horny strangers.  Once he is fully loosened up and lubed with cum, He will make the rounds of the parking lot, crawling into random semi cabs to get used by the truckers.  By Sunday afternoon, he can be found in the toilet (second stall from the end) bent over, covered in dried jizz, taking cock thru the glory holes in both his ass and mouth.  Crawling back to the dorm on Sunday night in only a ripped pair of boxers, reeking of strangers cum, he is not fooling anyone.

Oh shit! He’s really doing it.  John is sticking his dick in my ass, he is fucking me . 

John and I grew up together, we became best friends in first grade.  We did everything together.  Last year we went off to separate colleges.  Now that we are home for the summer, we got together to catch up.  I immediately noticed a change in John, he was bigger and stronger (playing football in college was obviously good for him).  However the biggest change in him was his attitude, he was more sure of himself.  He seemed to look down at me now, as though he had moved on from our friendship and was better than me.  We had a couple of beers and talked about college life.  I told him about life in the dorms and the dating scene for freshmen (almost non existent).  He told me about training and being on a college football team.  We talked for an hour or two before John stood up in front of me and put his hand on the back of my head.  I was sitting below him with my face only a couple of inches from his crotch.  I realized that his cock was getting hard as it pushed the front of his basketball shorts outward, tenting them closer and closer to my mouth.  His voice seemed to deepen as he spoke down to me.

John told me about how his teammates had taught him to spot a submissive, and how to use that submissive to satisfy certain urges.  They would invite the submissive to the gym locker room and four or five of them would bend him over and take turns fucking him in the mouth and ass until he became nothing more than a pair of holes to be used as a dumping ground for jock jizz.  They called this “cunting the faggot”.  They had several locker room fags that they used regularly.  John stated that he had gotten used to being able to pound a load out in a warm hole several times a day and was worried what would happen over the summer without a locker room fag to use.

Then he started thinking about me.  How I was always the follower, doing whatever he suggested.  He was the one who suggested we skip class to go biking, he got us our first beers, our first double date, our first everything and I always went along with him willingly.  He spoke of realizing that his childhood best friend was actually a submissive.  This thought made him happy, because he knew that he would have a hole to pound this summer after all.  At this point his boner was rubbing against my lips with only the nylon of his shorts preventing flesh to flesh contact.  I was unable to pull away due to his hand on the back of my head.  He tilted my head back slightly, so I could look up into his eyes.  I saw no signs of our lifelong friendship in those eyes, only lust.  John was going to use me as a place to dump his cum loads.  I would be his human fleshlight for the rest of the summer and likely the rest of our lives.

Over the next few hours John dumped five loads of cum in me, two in my mouth and three in my ass, or my cunts as he called them now.  As he was fucking my ass cunt, he kept telling me how good it felt, and that I was a natural.  He stated that I would be taking cock from now on, that I was a perfect cum dump.  John was giving me suggestions on how and when to squeeze down on his cock to make it feel better for him.  It was clear that this was not about mutual pleasure, I was there to make him feel good, nothing more. He stretched out my holes and fucked with my mind.  Prior to that afternoon, I had never thought about how I could better serve another man, how I could be there to help satisfy a mans needs. Each time John shot his load of creamy ball juice inside me, I felt a little surge of satisfaction of a job well done.

As I lay in the middle of his bed, exhausted and leaking John’s spooge from my ass cunt, he looked down at me as though I was no longer a man.  He had fucked the manhood out of me and was ready to start training me for my life ahead as a hole.  He told me that some of his friends (no longer our friends), from our high school football team, were coming over later to hang out.  I was to offer my cunt to these men and let them fuck me.  John told me that by the end of the summer I would be fully trained to service men.  He even suggested that when I returned to school in the fall I should apply for a job as equipment manager for my college football team .  It would allow me access to superior men, who could fill both
my need to serve

and my holes.

He has lost track of how many of his Frat brothers have stepped up and shot their loads into his mouth.   It feels like he has been here for hours taking dick.  All because of a simple confession to his roommate while drunk.  His life as he knew it is over.  He now exists to service real men, to act as a receptacle for cum. 

The telltale wet spot on your underwear tells you that some of your dorm mates loads have leaked out of your formerly tight hole.  The walk of shame thru the dorm back to your room, three floors away, is going to be that much more embarrassing with your recent conversion to cum dump very visible on your ass.

The worst part is that you can’t remember who took part in the train you pulled last night, so you have no idea if the guys you pass in the hall have contributed a load of two to the wet spot.

Washing the cum off his ass cheeks, hoping no one else wants to fuck him before bed tonight.  Once word started to spread around the dorm that he was a cum dump, it’s been hard to get any sleep.  In a building with over 200 horny freshman, some dude is always ready to bust a nut.

Seeing the loads of his teammates staining the ass of the cum dump’s speedo caused his cock to thicken and engorge in his speedo.  He knew he had to add his load to that stretched out hole.  As he got the cum dump into the locker room he pulled down both of their speedos and slid his ten incher home.  The dump let out a quick “yikes” before pushing his slick hole down fully on his teammates cock.

This was the second week Tim was playing with us.  He had just moved to our district and was new to the team.  I had also just joined the team, transferring to this school eight weeks ago.  As the two new guys on the team, we were expected to stay behind after practice and put away the equipment.  Not a big deal, but it meant that by the time we were done the rest of the team had showered and left.

As we stripped down in the locker room, Tim started asking me about the girls in school I had fucked.  He was new in town and horny.  I told him that since I was also new in town, I had not had much luck with the ladies.  He grunted and said “thought so” under his breath.  He walked over to a shower stall and stood there, wearing his sweat soaked Adidas briefs and staring at me as I stripped down.  I was down to only my well worn jock strap, when I noticed him staring.  I stopped and looked at him. He slowly lowered his left arm, catching the waistband of his underwear on the way down.  As he pulled the front of those tight Adidas briefs lower a massive, chubbed up cock was revealed.  I stared at it for a few moments too long before realizing what I was doing.  As my eyes made it back up to Tim’s face he had a wicked smirk.

“Knew you were a fuck hole for men, the moment I met you. Now it is time for you to help me out.  I got a weeks worth of jizz built up in my balls.  Keep your jock on and bend over for me.  I am going to transfer the juice in my nut sack into your ass.”  I was stunned and not sure how to react.  As the 230 pound fullback walked over to me, the waistband of his shorts tucked under his balls and his thick slab of meat getting bigger and harder, I just stood there in shock with my mouth hanging open.  He put his right hand on my shoulder, while grabbing my jock with his right, and spun me around while simultaneously bending me over.  I heard and felt him spit on his cock and on my asshole, before pushing forward.  My scream echoed around the empty locker room as he forced 11″ of fuckmeat into my tight ass.  He slapped a hand over my mouth to muffle my screams and cries to stop.  With no regard to the pain he was causing me he started to thrust his cock deeper and deeper into me.  Each stroke stretched my hole a little wider and a little deeper, forcing me to accommodate his size, until his balls were slapping against my cheeks.  Not a word was spoken as he raped me, only his grunts and my muffled cries for help, could be heard over the flesh on flesh sounds of a hard fuck.  After what seemed like hours, his cock slowed down and started pumping loads of hot, wet cum into my ass.  I could feel the spurts hitting the back wall of my hole.  As he finished he collapsed on top of me, his thick, jock body pinning mine to the hard bench under me.  His cock still inside of me and still stiff and hard.

“Damn dude, your cunt was tight.  It gripped my cock like a virgin hole.”  I was out of breath and sobbing, but managed to say “It was a virgin hole, I don’t get fucked, I am not a fag!” 

“Really?  You are so obviously a cum whore, I figured your teammates must have been dumping loads in you since junior high.  So I just popped your cherry?  Wow, I guess you owe me,…. your welcome.” 

Tim was talking as if he had just done me a favor, instead of painfully raping me and filling me with his cum.  “What the fuck do you mean by “your welcome”, you just forced me to become your bitch!  You just raped me and dumped your load in my ass.”  I was trying to push him off of me as I said these words, but his position on top of me made it impossible,  All I was doing was squirming around a little and wearing myself out.  Tim started to move again, pushing himself up a little and slowly moving his hips.  As I was still impaled on his cock, the movement was immediately apparent in my ass.   As he started slowly fucking me again, I was aware of how full I felt and that his cum was dripping down my inner thighs. 

“Raped you, I don’t think so.  You cant rape the willing, and believe me your ass was willing.  Any virgin hole that opens up to accept cock, like yours did, is more than willing, its eager.  I just shoved 11″ of cock into you, hard, using only spit for lube and your not bleeding or torn up.  That indicates a hole that was made to pleasure real men.”  As he was telling me these things, he was slowly fucking my ass for a second time.  “You should have been helping out your teammates and friends for years, letting them use you.  It is obvious that you are a cum whore.” His fucking was speeding up and his strokes longer and harder.  I could feel more of his jizz dripping out of my abused hole as he filled me with cock.  I heard myself letting out small grunting sounds each time he pressed into me.  “Yeah, you were made for this.  Your tight hole is opening up for me, begging me to go deeper and fuck harder.”  I felt him raise up off of me to a standing position behind me, I raised myself up as well to allow him to keep going, and not slip out of my now, well lubed hole.  He chuckled, and kept going.  Grabbing the waistband of my jock he pulled me deeper onto his meat. 

“Say thank you.  Tell me how happy you are that I showed you your place as locker room cum dump.  Beg me to shoot another load in your ass.”  He was pounding me hard at this point, every fourth or fifth stroke he would pull out completely and then ram right back in.  The feeling of his thick mushroom head, popping into my no longer virgin hole, made me shoot a load into the pouch of my jock.  “That’s it, a pussy should always cum when getting fucked by a real man.  Now thank me!”  He kept fucking, getting more and more forceful as he used me.  Each stroke now fully leaving my hole before pushing back in.  He grabbed my chin and forced me to twist around and look him in the eyes.  After a few strokes in this position I looked deep into his dark eyes and whispered thank you.  This put him over the edge and he started shooting his load deep inside of me.  It felt like a fire hose had been opened up.  As he pulled out, it felt like gallons of cum came out as well.  He slapped me on the ass and walked back over to his locker.  I watched as he finally peeled of the sweat soaked yellow underwear and threw them at me.  I could not help myself as I pressed them to my nose and took a deep whiff.

He then reached into his locker and pulled out the camera he had placed there earlier.  Once the guys on the team see this, your position as locker room cum dump is assured.

Its OK boy, the gym is almost empty and no one is looking up here.  Just pull down your shorts and bend over the bench over there.

You have been working out and getting yourself into shape for this moment.  A nice muscular fuck toy for real men to use as a cum dump.  We are all friends here, its ok to give into your desires.  You knew this would happen, its why you are wearing nylon shorts with no underwear tonight.  You want to be bent over and fucked hard by your buddies.  We have all seen you checking out our meat in the locker room.

Give in and let your friends ram their thick cocks into your holes, stretching them out and filling them with jizz. Become the cum hungry fag you were always meant to be.