Jeremiah University is a predominately black college campus in Minnesota Maryland. It's a large school, and very well received by the College Guide Association Of America. There was a large library, an auditorium, a sports center, a stadium, a student hall, an academic building where classes resumed, male and female dormitories, a clock tower, and several houses where the college fraternities and sororities pledge.
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Tyrome Smith returned to the Frat House angry as hell. He had been tricked into allowing his asshole to be fucked by a college freshmen. He pulled his shinny jet black soft top convertible CorvetteX20 in front of the building, and ran inside. He grabbed the first beer he came across, chugging it down until the entire bottle was drained. As soon as he was done, he found another and began drinking that as well.
"You okay, man?" asked one of his teammates (Carter Sanborne), concerned.
"I'm fine!" said Ty, breaking through the crowd full speed. He grabbed one of the girls he frequently fucked, and dragged her upstairs without so much as a `hello'.
He took the girl to his room and slammed the door. "Take off your clothes!" he ordered, finishing his beer.
"Hello to you, too!" said the girl, sarcastically. "I haven't seen you in weeks..., now you just wanna come in and..."
"Take off your fucking clothes!!" yelled Tyrome, smashing his beer bottle against the wall. The girl jumped, then started to nervously undress. Tyrome began tearing at his own clothes, ripping off his expensive silk shirt and yanking at his designer pants.
The girl stood before him completely naked, her perky tits and trim light brown waist beckoning for him to come. Tyrome walked over to her, grabbed the sides of her head, and stick his tongue into her slack mouth. The girl accepted his tongue, having fucked with Ty before. He was a handsome man, nice body, thick dick, great game on the court, --most girls wanted to get their hands (and legs) around him, he was sure to become a name worth remembering once the pro-balls started calling. She thought like most of the girls thought who chased ball players, if they fuck them good enough maybe the men might keep them around or eventually marry them if they could manage to get themselves pregnant before they hit the big-time.
Tyrome and the rest of the guys knew what the girls were up to (thanks to coach), as most of them (but not all) wore condoms to cut down on chances of getting trapped. But even then, some of the more devious girls took straight pins and razor blades with them to stab and sabotage the condoms while they were still in their packages. Once the unsuspected sabotaged condom is rolled onto a hard penis, it is sure to break sometime during sex, or at the very least break or leak once full of semen, heightening the chances of pregnancy and a life of leisure as the baby's momma of a famous baller through child support.
Tyrome pulled the girl over to his bed, laying her down as he pulled apart her luscious legs to admire her juice pussy. He licked his lips hungrily, his fat hard dick standing thick and straight as he bent down and kissed her directly on her vaginal lips.
The girl moaned as the handsome ball player started to eat her pussy out, licking and sucking the soft flesh and pulling at the flaps with his lips. He stuck his tongue into the hole and sucked feverishly at the clit, enjoying the taste and smell of her scent.
Then Ty's mind started to trace back to the hotel, recalling how the new recruit had ate his asshole as if it were a woman's pussy. Tyrome remembered how intense the feeling was when he felt the man's lips and tongue sucking heatedly at his bare hole. He wondered if that's how the girl felt now, while he was eating her out.
He looked up into her face, watching her moan and groan as she tossed her head from left to right. Tyrome's asshole started to throb in remembrance of his anal eating. Much to his surprise, he felt something wet starting to leak from his hole. When he reached around discreetly to feel what it was, he was shocked to see the semen inside him starting to leak out.
Panicking, Tyrome jumped up from the girl's pussy and reached for a nearby condom. He quickly ripped it open and peeled it down the length of his fat dick. He aimed it up to her opening, then leaned into her. The girl groaned as his dick entered her, slowly sinking all the way in up to his hairy balls.
Tyrome lay down on top of her, grounding his meat around in her snatch while he squeezed and sucked at her titties. He suckled the hard nipples while squeezing the breasts, sliding his dick in and out of her as she spread her legs wide and wrapped her arms around his back.
Ty fucked in and out of her at a fast pace, loving her grunts and groans as he fed her more dick. Instantly he was reminded of his own anal fucking, where he was on the bottom of the man fucking him. He recalled how the big dick felt moving in and out of him, fucking him deep and making him take the entire load in his ass.
Ty started fucking harder, slamming his hips into hers as they both started to moan in unison, taking out his shames and frustrations on the girl. She reached around and grabbed two big handfuls of his beefy buttock, squeezing the cheeks and pulling them apart as she pulled him into her. Tyrome felt his anus stretch open with every withdraw, causing more and more semen to escape the relaxed hole. Tyrome could actually feel the loose semen running from his hole and down across his hairy balls, signaling his own climax as he humped into her one last time and yelled out loud. The girl came too, her pussy clamping down on Ty's embedded dick as she accepted his packaged load.
After catching his breath, Tyrome rolled off of the girl and onto his back. He looked down to make sure that the condom was still there, and that it hadn't broke or been sabotaged by straight pins or razors. Once confirmed with his load intact, he fell back against the bed and waited until his breathing returned to normal. Meanwhile the girl was cuddling up next to him, rubbing his chest and erect nipples and stroking his ego by telling him how good a fuck he was. "If you don't mind, I'd rather be by myself right now." he said coldly, causing the girl to jump up off the bed in a huff. She threw on her clothes and stormed out of his bedroom better than Halle Berry in X-Men. Tyrome simply lay there, his body resting as his mind wandered back to the hotel room where he lost his anal virginity.
Somewhere, somehow, --he had to get back at Clarence Johnson for ruining his life!
Once college started and the sports teams started their practices, the spectator seats began filling with admirers looking to see their favorite players and newest recruit hopefuls in action.
On the basketball practice court, Clarence Johnson was very impressive, hitting every foul shot, 3 point shot, lay-up, slam dunk, free throw, and 2 pointer he got his hands on. He ran passes with several key members, trying to learn their game styles to help anticipate where they would be on court in any given game. The Coach was ecstatic about having the talented 18 yr old on his team, as was the rest of the players. They worked out plays and pass formations that had worked for them in the past, as well as learned new plays that Clarence brought to the table. Tyrome kept a considerable distance between them, not interacting with the 6 foot 4 newbie, still sore over what happened to him back at the hotel. Some of the other players noticed the cold looks and evil stares, wondering what was going on. Coach Brown noticed that his star Captain wasn't taking the time to nurture Clarence like they planned, and requested to see Tyrome in his office after practice.
"You wanted to see me, Coach?" asked Tyrome, still sweaty after the game before hitting the showers.
Coach Brown had been sitting behind his desk, going over play books and stats when Ty came in. He tossed his papers onto his desk and sat back in his seat, looking up at his star player.
"What's going on between you and Clarence?" he asked, straight out.
"Coach...?" asked Ty, surprised. `Did the coach know something' –he wondered?
Coach Brown took off his glasses...
"Do you think I'm blind, Ty? I can see without these reading glasses you know?"
"I know..." said Ty.
"So explain to me why I haven't seen you say two words to Clarence Johnson since we signed him up? You know how hard we fought to get him in J.U., keeping him away from Seymour College! Why are you acting funny against him now? He needs to learn our playing style, he needs to get used to interacting with his teammates! You won't have a connecting bond with him if you don't allow him to learn your game!"
"Coach..., you don't know Clarence like I do...he's NOT the team player we thought..."
"Look Ty..., I'm not interested in his personality off the court, just his performance ON court! Now..., whatever rift you two've got going on between you needs to be cleaned and cleared up before you step foot on the woods! You're team Captain! This's your team as well as mine! We need to get our shit together! MAKE AN EFFORT, son!!"
"Yes, sir." said Tyrome, understanding that the Coach was right.
He left the Coach's office, knowing that the team came before any personal issues. He'd HAVE to find away to get along with Clarence on court, while getting his revenge off court.
Walking back down towards the locker room, Ty noticed most of the team was already showered and half dressed when he returned. He down played what the Coach had to say, unsure if he wanted his boiz in on his beef between him and the new guy. If he let it leak out that he and Clarence had beef between them, the guys would want to know what happened, causing Ty to have to reveal how he'd been tricked into letting the new guy butt fuck him in his hotel room (last chap).
Ty walked into the shower, carrying nothing but his towel over his shoulder. Most all of the players were sure and confident of their bodies, they often walked around the locker room in the buff or in jock straps obliviously. Ty walked into the shower room looking to get under the warming massage of the spraying water. He needed to wash away the sweat of a long practice session, but more importantly he needed time to relax and clear his head about his situation. Here he'd been violated in the worse way a man could be (butt fucked up the ass), and he had no one he could relate his mental anguish and pain to. Clarence Johnson tricked him into letting him fuck him, taking away his pride and manhood and leaving him with nothing. Tyrome felt he needed vindication in order to get this ordeal behind him.
The shower room still had a few players in it when he got there. They were laughing and making jokes, talking about some of the new girls they were already trying to bed down, and voicing their hopes and expectations of a successful season this year. Ty added nothing to the conversations as he picked himself a stall and turned on his shower head. He let the warm spray wash over him, almost instantly soothing his tense muscles as he closed his eyes and tuned out everyone around him.
When he began to lather, he used a fresh bar of soap which he smoothed all over his body; chest, arms, pits, wash board stomach, back, thighs, legs, crotch, and buttock. It was while he was washing his buttock (his soapy fingers grazing over his puckered anus), that his dick started to slowly swell and stiffen. Embarrassed, Ty looked around to see who was left in the shower to observe him. He was somewhat surprised to see that he was the last player left in the shower. All the other players had finished off and moved on without him.
Ty continued to soap up his anus as he slipped a curious finger into the ring. He groaned softly as memories of his one and only butt fucking filled his head. Ty pushed the finger deeper into his anus, slipping it back and forth to efficiently fuck himself while stroking his soapy manhood. He still couldn't believe he allowed himself to be fucked by another man, yet he couldn't help recalling how intense his orgasm was when he finally came. Something inside him was feeling good, making his whole body react while getting fucked. He stroked his dick to that memory, his hardon starting to pulse in his fast moving fist.
But before Tyrome could finish his climax, he heard the sound of another shower head turning on. He opened his eyes to see 18 yr old Clarence Johnson using the shower stall opposite him. The 6 foot 4 inch tall dark skin baller was facing Tyrome, soaping up his long torso and crotch as he slowly stroked his lengthy black snake. He caught Tyrome masturbating in the shower stall, fingering his own ass. Ty noticed a broad smirk spreading across Clarence's face. Ty instantly stopped jacking his dick, and removed his fingers from his hole.
"Too late, man..., I saw you!" smiled Clarence, making Tyrome blush with anger. "Anytime you need me to help you reminisce, just let me know!"
"Fuck off, CJ..., that was a real shitty thing to do to a teammate!" swore Tyrome.
"And trying to lure me with female whores wasn't?" asked Clarence. "You tried to get me to sign by trying to entice me with sex..., all I did was change the sex you were offering to something I would rather prefer!"
"But you knew I wasn't gay! You knew I wouldn't've been down with what you did had you not tricked me into thinking you hadn't yet signed!"
"What're you REALLY mad for, Ty...? You mad cuz I out smarted you and tricked you into giving up the booty? Or are you mad cuz you know you really liked it?" asked Clarence.
"Fuck you! I didn't like nothing about that shit!" yelled Tyrome, feeling his manhood questioned.
"Buttshit, dawg..., I was there, remember? I saw you cumming all over the bed sheets with my dick all the way up your ass! That ain't something you straight boiz're supposed to like you know?" teased Clarence, still stroking his mighty log.
"And what about how you sucked my dick?" asked Tyrome, trying to come back.
"I already admitted to you that I'm gay! Sucking dick and sucking it will goes with the territory!" countered Clarence. He eyed Tyrome's muscular body up and down, his stare focusing on his limp dick. "What me to do it again?"
"Fuck NO!" said Tyrome, turning his back to rinse off.
"Oh, I see..., you wanna give me that ass again!" smiled Clarence, causing Tyrome to spin back around, covering his ass with his hands.
"You're fucking twisted, man!" he yelled, distastefully.
"I bet you I could make you cum without touching your dick!" challenged Clarence.
"What?" asked Ty, thinking he was hearing things.
"I bet you I could make you cum right here right now, without once touching your dick!" repeated Clarence, having picked this idea up in a story he once read.
"How the fuck're you gonna do that?" asked Tyrome, curiously.
"Think I can't do it?" asked Clarence, clearly interested.
"No hands? No mouth?" questioned Ty, for clarification. "What I get if you don't?" he asked curiously.
"I'll give you the best blow job you'll ever have..., I'll even swallow your cum for you!" offered Clarence, knowing he could live with that bet.
"And if I lose...?" asked Ty.
"You have to let me fuck you again, at the time and place of my choice!"
Ty seemed to be thinking the deal over, doubting seriously that Clarence could make him cum without touching or sucking his dick. He thought back to the hot blow job the baller gave him back in his hotel room, Ty nearly came in the taller guy's mouth every time he swallowed his dick whole. Tyrome knew he could certainly go for another one of THOSE kind of blow jobs, and accepted the challenge despite the hatred he felt towards the player.
Clarence walked across the shower floor, his long thick dick swinging ominously between his dark thighs. He stood over Tyrome, then took the soap from him as he lathered up his hands and knelt down on the floor. Ty watched curiously as Clarence reached up between his legs and started to finger his ass crack. Ty's dick started to harden almost automatically as he rubbed his long digits back and forth over his tightly puckered anus.
Clarence was face to dick with Tyrome's hard penis. He looked up into the face of the older male whom stared down at him curiously, wondering how he was going to get him to cum without touching his manhood. Just when he was about to question Clarence's technique, Clarence shoved a middle finger deep into Ty's anus, causing Ty to gasp aloud.
Ty rose up on his tip-toes, trying to escape the digit as Clarence jammed and twisted his finger around in the gripping chute. Ty reached down and grabbed Clarence's wrist, trying to dislodge the finger as Clarence wiggled it around inside until he found Ty's prostate.
"uhhh...!" groaned Ty, struggling less. His dick remained hard as it stuck out 9 inches from his body. Clarence found it difficult to ignore the hard penile as it appetizingly bobbed before him like bait. He longed to take the hard muscle between his lips and slurp along the shaft until he ate the star's creamy load. But a promise was a promise. Clarence fingered the tightly sealed hole until he felt Tyrome's body slowly begin to loosen. Ty leaned back against the shower wall as Clarence added another finger, pushing it up inside the pulsating hole while Ty groaned and reached for his dick.
Clarence smacked away Tyrome's hand as he fingered the hole deeply. "Why can't I jack off?" asked Ty, his dick practically demanding attention as it bobbed and pulsed in mid-air.
"I'm running this show!" said Clarence, staring up at the basketball star from his knees. "You cum when I say so!"
"Maaannn..." whined Tyrome, feeling the fingers move in and out of him. He bent his knees, giving the searching fingers deeper access as they jammed in and out faster.
Clarence found Tyrome's prostate gland, then started to poke and massage it with his longest digits. Tyrome found himself groaning louder as his asshole spasm around Clarence's fingers. He needed to stroke his dick badly. He reached down and grabbed it again, only to have Clarence push his hand away. "Come on, man..., let me cum, pleeeassse?"
"Turn around...I'll make you cum...!" insisted Clarence, working over the prostate.
Ty hesitated, looking concerned as he looked down at Clarence's hard 12 inch python.
"I don't wanna get fucked again, yo!" he protested, his eyes glued on the black monster below.
"I won't fuck you unless you beg me to!" clarified Clarence, twisting and turning his fingers around inside.
Tyrome groaned aloud from the finger fucking, Clarence's fingers squeezing in and out of his tight anal ring to probe around deep in his rectum, hitting the `joy spot' (as Clarence liked to call it). Clarence fought the temptation to lean forward and lick the salty end of Ty's dick, tasting his pre-cum. The last time he sucked Ty's dick, he let him waste the load all over the hotel sheets beneath them, but this time Clarence intended to watch every ounce of the star's sperm spurt from his dick, shooting from the twitching penile in long juicy ropes. He wanted to eat Ty's load rather he won or loss the challenge, but first thing's first as he HAD to make Ty cum without touching his dick in order to get another chance at fucking that sweet ass.
Ty was leaning against the shower wall, groaning softly as his asshole was being manipulated. Clarence was hitting something inside him, something that made his dick jump every time his fingers probed him. The pre-cum was starting to drip down off the tip of his dick, making Clarence hungry for it.
Clarence reached up with his free hand and began gently squeezing Ty's balls, feeling the soft fleshy sack as he massaged the delicate orbs inside it. Ty's dick arched upward, jerking before Clarence's face. Clarence licked his lips, wanting nothing more than to take the hot dick into his mouth and suck swallow it, but he needed to show Tyrome who was in control here, who the real man was if he wanted to ever get back up the jock's ass again.
Tyrome found himself thrusting his hips back and forth, simulating fucking as his dick throbbed with the need to sink into something warm and wet. The fingers in his ass was doing a job on him, and he needed to cum really bad. Clarence was churning his balls gently with one hand, while expertly finger fucking him with two fingers from the other. Ty was starting to understand how a man could cum without ever touching his dick. His own dick was quickly getting more and more excited as it jerked and bobbed in mid-air. Ty didn't want to cum this way, he wanted Clarence to lose so he could cum down in his faggot throat, redeeming himself for the ass fucking he took at the hotel.
Clarence knew Ty was getting closer to losing his load, he saw the way the dick jumped and bobbed, leaking more and more pre-cum as it pulsed with a beat of its own. He could feel Ty's asshole muscles starting to slowly spasm around his digging fingers, and knew it was only a matter of time before he popped.
He stared up at the star player's built body, admiring how well toned Tyrome was with his rippled abs, his trim waist, his hard chest, and his thick thighs. Tyrome was a woman's dream, a handsome well built basketball player with a bright future and a big dick. The only thing lacking on Ty was a personality, --his was shitty. He treated girls like cattle, and respected none of them. Clarence knew what type of guy Ty was from the instant he met him, he knew he was an asshole with a great body and a better game, and he knew someone had to bring him back down to size.
He was still twisting Ty's balls in his hand when he leaned forward and took them in his mouth, bathing the hairy sack with warm saliva. "OOoooo shhhiiitttttt..." groaned Tyrome, spreading his legs further to get maximum penetration.
Clarence rolled each ball around in his mouth with his tongue, pulling them gently as he sucked and slurped the hot orbs passionately. "Oh fuck...!" cried Tyrome as his dick jumped above Clarence's face, --his legs starting to tremble. Clarence jammed the bloated prostate with his fingers just as the first rope of cum shot from the tip of the dick, land square on Clarence's right shoulder. "AAHHHHH...!!" grunted Tyrome, as the second rope shot forth over Clarence's back. Clarence spit the ball sack from his mouth and watched cross-eyed as the rest of Ty's load shot onto his chest. Ty was panting hard as he came, his eyes closed tightly as his asshole spasm like crazy around the probing digits.
Once Ty's dick stopped cumming and the wild jerking settled to a mild pulse, Clarence took the hard shaft into his free hand and squeezed the cum-tube with his thumb, forcing out the last drops of semen as it oozed from the clogged tip. Then he leaned forward and licked the cum drops away, loving the taste of Ty's sperm as he pulled back to savor it.
He looked up at Ty as the older boy's eyes slowly opened. He looked down into Clarence's eyes, his dick still pulsating before him. The hatred began to quickly return to Ty's brain as Clarence smirked up at him and reminded him that he owed him some ass. "I know...!" said Tyrome, pushing Clarence's fingers from his throbbing poop-chute as he tried to return to his shower and block everything else out.
Clarence stood up, stroking his thick 12 inch hardon. Tyrome tried to ignore it as he turned his back to him in the shower, but that only caused Clarence to walk up and grind his hardon against his ass.
"Yo man...! I said I didn't want to get fucked!" protested Ty' pushing Clarence away.
"But you OWE me, dawg!" said Clarence, wanting some ass.
"Not here!" said Ty, afraid someone might walk in and see them. "In my dorm room, later!"
"But I want to cum now!" said Clarence.
"So cum, just not using my ass!" said Tyrome.
Clarence settled for just having to stroke his big dick, but he didn't go back over to his shower like Ty intended, instead he stayed with him and stroked his raging hardon until he felt himself about to cum.
Tyrome looked down at the long hard dick jerking in Clarence's hand, and marveled at its size. Ty had only seen dicks Clarence's size in porno movies, and even some of those didn't look real. They could barely keep them hard, having to grab them tightly about the base as they fucked a woman's wet pussy for the camera. Even when they came, their dicks looked half hard. But Clarence's dick was different, even though it was 12 inches of dark meat, it was as rock solid hard as any dick on campus. Ty couldn't believe he'd managed to have the whole thing shoved up into his ass at one point. Hell, after losing the bet, he'd be having it in him again sometime soon.
He saw Clarence's dick starting to swell and throb in his stroking hand. Curiosity got the better of Tyrome as he sank to his knees for a better look. At eye level, he watched the dick head swell, then start to spit sperm out at him. He jumped back in surprised as the first spurt hit his chest, followed by the second, third, forth, fifth, and sixth. Ty actually watched Clarence's entire orgasm as he came, and wondered if the young ex-high schooler had cum that much inside him?
"What the fucks going on in here?" asked coach Brown, standing at the foot of the shower peering in. He saw his star player (Tyrome) on his knees before the new guy, with what looked like cum streaks on his chest. Both players tried to straighten up and act as if nothing happened, taking separate shower stalls as they washed off the cum streaks.
"uh..., nothing coach! I was, uh..., just trying to show Clarence a few moves for the court!"
"Right..." said coach Brown. "I want to see you in my office when you finish your shower Smith!"
Tyrome felt the hairs stand on the back of his neck at the coach's request.
"Now you got me in trouble!" he said to Clarence, rolling his eyes as he turned off his shower and grabbed his towel. Clarence couldn't help looking at Ty's lite brown ass as he walked from the showers, smiling to himself in anticipation of the next time he'd get to slide his meat between those buns.
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