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“Just stop struggling and let me play with your body.  Feel my hot breath on your nipple.  Focus on my tongue running over your chest.  Try to ignore my cock pressing against your back door.  Feel how good it feels when I lightly bite your tit, then suck on it.  Your enjoying it aren’t you?.  Focus on the pleasure your feeling and let me in, let my cock bust your cherry.”

“Nooooooaarrgghhhhh!”

“Go ahead, scream all you want, that’s what the duct tape is for.   It muffles your screams.  I doubt that even your roommate, next door, can hear you scream. It’s OK to scream, I am sure it hurts getting fucked for the first time.  I am cunting you with a thick, nine inch cock.  Most of the pussy’s I fuck, say it’s too big, and they can’t take it, but eventually they stretch out and let me get balls deep.  I am sure you will be the same.  I could see it in your eyes as you checked out my cock at the game today, you need to be fucked long and hard.”

“Aghhhh….Mphhhh….ughhh….ughhh….ugghh…ughhhh..ughhhh…ughhh…”

“Yeah, now you are getting into it.  Your letting out little moans each time I thrust into you.  You like the feeling of my raw nine inches inside you, don’t you?  Now I want you to look into my eyes.  I want to see your reaction as I flood your new cunt with my seed.”

“Nooooooo….Donnnntttt…arghhhh….arghhhh…arghhh…..cummmmmmmm……arghhh…arghhh…..insiiiiiddddde……arghhhh….umphhhh…..owwww….mmmmmeeeeee…..arghhhh…ughhhh…..”

“Don’t worry dude, of course I will pump my load into you deep. It would be rude not to let you feel my hot, creamy, jizz inside of you after all the work you did to get my cock in you.  Getting close, now.”

Knock, knock…..”Are you OK, do you need help?”

“Just finishing up, give us a minute.”

“Aghhhh….Mphhhh….ughhh….ughhh….ugghh…ughhhh..ughhhh…ughhh…”

“I guess the duct tape could not fully muffle your screams, or maybe your roommate is reacting to the sounds of your head bouncing off the wall, each time I thrust into you?  How patient is your roommate? Cause I don’t think I locked your door.”

“Aghhhh….Mphhhh….ughhh….ughhh….ugghh…mpffff…ughhhh..ughhhh…ughhh..

”Another couple of minutes and we should be done, I am almost there.  Look into my eyes and squeeze down on those pussy muscles for me.  Yeah that’s it, clench my cock.  You will be a new “man” after this.”

Knock, knock

“Come on in, were almost done.”

“Noooooooooooo….arghhh…arghh…..Doooooonnntt…Arghhhhh….mpffft….cuuuummmm…..innnnn…arghhhh”

“That’s it, just drape your head over the edge of the bed.  That will give me a straight shot down your throat, and with your hands tied, you can’t push me off, even if you wanted to. This is the perfect angle to stretch out your new mouth pussy with the thickness of my meat.”

“Oh yeah, that feels great”

“Arghhh…pleeez…aggrch…dooonntt…aaaahhh.”

“Amazing, I can see my dick pushing deeper.  Your neck shows the outline of my dick’s head moving up and down.  This feels so good. Seeing your throat convulse around my thick cock and feeling the hot breath from your nostrils on the underside of my balls, is getting me close.  If you open your eyes, you should be able to see my nut sack tighten up and start pumping my boys deep into your stomach.  The only problem with being this far down your throat, is that you won’t be able to taste my jizz.  Oh well, maybe one of my friends will shoot his wadd in your mouth, so you can fully appreciate the flavor of a warm load of creamy cum.”

We were hanging out watching the game, when I asked Steve if his roommate was a good cocksucker.  He looked at me like I was crazy.  “Pete is straight, why would you ask something like that?” I laughed at my friend.  “Are you kidding me?  Pete is definitely a fag, I could tell the second I met him.  If he isn’t already servicing you, he should be.”

“I bet I can have his mouth on my cock within ten minutes of him entering the apartment.  You go hide in the bedroom and watch thru the crack in the door.   Once he is fully committed to becoming my personal cocksucker, and has no way to deny it, I will give you a thumbs up. Then you can come out and we can tag team him.”

“If I am wrong about Pete, and he does not start slurping on my meat as soon as I whip it out, I will apologize and buy all the drinks tonight.  But if I am right, you buy the drinks and I empty my balls into Pete.”

You are so focused on servicing your roommate, you don’t hear your friends entering the apartment behind you.  With a wicked grin on his face, he puts his hand on the back of your head to keep you properly in place, then greets your mates.

“Hey John, Phil, how’s it going?”  You start to struggle, realizing that your friends are now seeing, first hand, that you have become your roommate’s cocksucking bitch. He holds you tightly in place with his meat deep in your throat as he keeps conversing with your friends, like you are not even there. “You see the game last night?  I can’t believe he is still starting that quarterback, after throwing two interceptions in the first half. I think the coach has lost his mind.  It’s like he doesn’t want to get to the playoffs.”  He continues to pump his thick meat in and out of your face, while carrying on a conversation with your “friends”.  This goes on for ten to fifteen minutes, the conversation pausing only as his balls tighten up and start unloading into your stomach.  Your roommate then pulls his cock out of your mouth, zips up and pats you on the head like he would a good puppy. He invites your friends out to the pub for a drink, and they all leave.  You hear the door close behind you, realizing you never even saw your “friends” faces. You hear them laughing as they walk down the hall. You are left kneeling, facing the wall, with a mouthful of your roommate’s thick, creamy jizz. The tears running down your face, knowing your secret is out, and you will more than likely be sucking your “friend’s” cocks on a regular basis in the very near future. 

Looking down, trying to figure out why his cock sometimes takes over and makes him do things he does not want to.  It gets him into trouble.  It makes him say things he does not mean.  It will do anything to make sure it can sink deep into a tight hole and blow a load.  It’s like he has no control of it, once it gets an idea in it’s little head.  

Take last night, for example.  He knew it was a bad idea, he knew he should not do it, but, once again, his cock took over and made him cunt his drunk roommate. He came home and saw his roommate passed out on his bed with his tight ass sticking up in the air.  His cock suddenly grew to full size and started telling him that fucking his roommate would be a good idea.  It started talking to him, rationalizing the idea of ramming into his tight hole.  Before long he had unzipped and let the big guy out.  He leaned over and pulled down his roommates boxers. His cock was throbbing and letting him know how great it would feel to punch into that hairy ass. It started telling him that his roommate was asking for it.  If he did not want to be fucked, he would not be laying there with his ass exposed.  

Now his cock had come to life again, It was telling him that since his roommate, had taken his load last night, it would be willing and able to take it again every night.  His cock was giving him the idea that his roommate would be an excellent cum dump for him for the rest of the semester.

Occasionally the ideas his cock has, are good ones.

My new roommate, Bill, had been a dick since we moved in two weeks ago.  He is a inconsiderate, rude, condescending douchebag slob.  So when he came home tonight drunk and woke me by throwing up in the bathroom sink, I decided enough was enough.  After he passed out, I took some photos.  

In the morning, he found a series of these photos printed out with instructions on what he needs to do to correct his behavior.  Each time he fails to follow the instructions, one of his friends is sent a photo and an invitation from Bill asking to be used like a whore.  

In the two weeks since the night the photos were taken, his behavior has greatly improved, he has learned some new skills and eight of his former friends have made use of him.

I walked in on my roommate stroking his cock.  Instead of looking embarrassed, like I would have, He just kept stroking, while looking me directly in the eyes.  My eyes flicked down to his hand, moving up and down on his thick meat.  He saw this and smirked.  After a few more jerks, he let go of his dick and gave me the finger.  His cock stayed hard and twitched a couple of times.  My eyes never wavered, and I may have unconsciously licked my lips.  I heard his deep voice command me to stop staring and start sucking.  Something about the forcefulness in his tone, made me obey immediately.  In five minutes I went from his friend and roommate to a hole for him to use for pleasure.

I never walked in on him jerking off again, as he never had to jerk off again.  For the rest of the semester he used my mouth or my ass to stroke his cock.  

Saved on the laundry costs as well, since he no longer needed to wipe his cum off his flat stomach and muscular chest.

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.  

“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.”