Dorm Domination

Dorm Domination Chapter 9 The Ambulance Ride by SailboyLA@hotmail.com

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• • • • • From Chapter 8:

Mike and I were walking back to our dorm for dinner. I stepped off the curb and heard Mike yell, "Look out!" I looked up in time to see a big, burly guy on his bicycle coming down the hill, fast, directly towards me. I tried to get out of the way, but it was too late. The bike hit me, and the last thing I remember is thinking that I was flying.

When I next opened my eyes, there were four studs looking down at me, worried looks on their faces, and two wearing uniforms I didn't recognize.

• • • • • Chapter 9 - The Ambulance Ride

I realized several things at once. First, I couldn't move my arms because they were tied down. Second, I was naked. Third, one of the guys in uniform was one of the lacrosse players from the elevator. Fourth, I was in the back of an ambulance.

Mike looked down at me. "You awake, shit for brains?," he asked. In spite of his words, he looked relieved that I had opened my eyes.

"Yeah," I said. "What happened?" My head was groggy, and it seemed like someone else was saying the words, not me.

"You stepped right out in front of my bike," the huge, studly guy said. "We called 911 because you didn't wake up."

"Are you guys 911?," I asked the guys in uniform. "And why the hell am I naked and tied up?"

"We're EMTs," the lacrosse player/ambulance guy said. "It's standard procedure to 'strip and flip' any serious trauma patient. We need to make sure there are no other injuries we can't see. And the ties are to prevent you from damaging your spine." His nametag said "J. Coleman". In spite of being immobilized and getting a raging headache, I noticed the way his uniform shirt hugged his huge arms. He wore a silver badge which bulged against his chest. I had always loved men in uniform.

"You look too young to work on an ambulance," I said. The words came out before my mind could sensor them, it seemed like. I never would have said something like that normally.

"Our program only hires students here - pre-meds mainly," Coleman answered. "Great training for being a doctor," his partner answered.

"At least you're awake now," Mike said. "You had us all worried when you didn't wake up."

"I had this dream, Mike," I said, my mind swimming to grasp what was going on. "We were down in some sort of tunnel and you were sitting on my face and Jeremy was fucking me. . ." Mike's face was getting angry, pinched somehow, and then I realized what I had just said in front of these guys. I had outted us both without meaning to. Fucking head injury!

"Are you the guy who fucks this little bitch?," Coleman asked Mike. "We saw him in the elevator the other day, craving cock. I was wondering who had made him into such a pussyboy." At Coleman's words, his partner and the guy who hit me were looking at him, stunned by what Coleman was saying. My cock started to get hard, exposed for all to see.

"Yeah, I'm the man who made this guy into a bitch," Mike said. "The cunt came crawling to me, begging for cock, and now he can't get enough. He'll put out for you guys, too, if you want him too. He can't get enough cum."

"Sounds great to me," Coleman said. "It's been a long day hauling a bunch of drunk and stupids all over. My girlfriend's on the rag and won't put out either. I'll go if you'll go, Tucker. What'd you say?"

Coleman's partner - "C. Tucker", his name tag said - looked like he was still trying to take it all in. He hemmed and hawed for a moment until Mike interrupted him.

"You ever had your ass eaten, Tucker?," Mike asked him. "I'll bet no girl has ever been so hard up that she's eaten your ass, has she? This pussy boy is so low, he'll lick anyone's ass. It feels fucking fantastic. You gotta sit on this whore's face, and you'll feel something that will get your dick harder than steel."

"Sure, man," Tucker said after thinking a bit. "I'll see what it's like. But won't he mind?"

"Look at his cock, man," Mike said. "He just spurted more fucking pre-cum thinking about you sitting your ass on his face."

"Go for it, Tucker," Coleman said. "It looks like he could use a little ass-to-mouth resuscitation." Mike and Coleman chuckled.

Tucker stood up in the cramped ambulance and started unbuckling his belt. It was one of those black leather basket weave ones that cops and firemen seemed to always wear. He wore black steel toed boots, and that sexy button down, crisply folded shirt with the badge on it. When Tucker started to take off his shirt, I said, "Please leave it on. I like your uniform." Tucker smirked when he heard that, and finished taking off his pants. He had a fairly big dick (under normal circumstances, I would have said he was well hung, but after being with superhung guys like Mike and Zak, most normal cocks were looking small to me now). His cock head was huge, much bigger than the shaft, and I hoped that I would get to taste that.

He lowered his ass down on my face. When it was still inches away, I could smell the accumulation of sweat and musk that told me that Tucker had been working hard today, and obviously hadn't showered. His ass smelled like a man after he's put in a few hours at the gym. I licked my lips in anticipation of the taste. When he settled down, the heat from his ass crack warmed my nose, and his balls hung over my chin. Even though it had only been a few minutes since I last ate ass, Tucker's ass tasted like a banquet to a starving man. I feasted, and his asshole opened to accept my tongue.

"Oh - FUCK," Tucker yelled. "Oh my GOD. You weren't fucking kidding. This whore's tongue feels so good up my shitter. Coleman - you gotta try this."

"I wanted to sink my cock into his mouth," Coleman said. "Now where am I gonna put my cock?"

"No problem, my friend," Mike said. "His ass is all ready to go. A couple of guys just fucked it, and I think it's still sloppy enough to give you a good, easy fucking." Mike and Coleman started untying my legs.

"Push his legs back, see?," Mike said. He easily slipped a finger into my stretched out cooze. "You should see it with cum leaking out. It looks like a Tijuana whore's cunt."

"Looks great," Coleman said. "All ready for action." He slipped his own finger in with Mike's and I let out a groan into Tucker's ass.

"Dude!," Tucker said. "Use the speculum on him. We never get O.B. patients on this ambulance. I'd love to see his ass stretched by those fucking duck bills."

I remembered hearing about speculums from my female friends. They were the medical instrument that slid into their vagina and then slowly spread them so the doctor could examine the inside. A speculum had two rounded blades that looked a little like a duck's bill, and this duck bill was attached to a handle with a ratchet to open the pussy. I knew how wide they were, and was suddenly very afraid for my ass. Mike and Coleman had taken their fingers out.

"Great idea," Coleman said. I heard him rummaging around in one of the cabinets. "We'll open this boypussy up wider than a fisted snatch, see what's inside that makes him so hungry for cock."

I felt something cold poking at the entrance to my hole. I could picture the metal blades of the speculum breaching my hole, and then it happened. The metal opened my hole up in different ways than a cock of finger could. It was cold and clinical, stretching the sides of my ass but not the top or bottom. It took my breath away.

"That's it, you pretty hole," Coleman said, seemingly talking to my asshole. "Open up for me like a good pussy."

He began to ratchet the speculum open, and I felt my asshole resist, then give way, opening my ass and getting my dick harder. I moaned into Tucker's ass.

"You see that, right there?," Coleman said, probably to Mike. "That's the rectum. A little bit of bruising down there. Must be from all the fucking. See that? You know what that is, right? That's his prostate."

"So that's what makes him such a whore for cock, huh?," Mike asked.

"Yup," Coleman said. "Watch what happens when we stimulate the prostate gland."

My ass exploded in sensation, and I felt my cock spurt out a teaspoon of pre-cum, dribbling on my stomach. I heard Mike laughing.

"If that was just a tongue depressor against his prostate," Mike said, "Imagine how he's gonna jump when you start fucking him."

"Interesting," Coleman said. "His ass is a little different from most people's. He has a retrograde rectal sphincter."

"What does that mean?," Mike asked.

"It means he has more muscle down there than most people," Coleman said. "His hole must be tighter, and it should feel better to fuck him than it does to fuck other guys."

"I've noticed that about his ass," Mike said. "It grabs your cock in just the right way."

"Enough playing doctor," Coleman said. "All this talk is making me horny." He pulled the speculum out of my hole, and it felt vacant in its absence. Tucker was now sliding his balls into my mouth, and letting me lick the underside of his cock. I heard the unmistakable sound of zippers being pulled down, and felt the head of an unfamiliar cock nudging at the entrance to my hole.

Coleman's cock was hot on my ass after the cold speculum. He pushed the head in and I moaned again into Tucker's hole. His cock was wider than most I had taken up my boypussy. Coleman spit on my ass and his cock and used his finger to rub the lube around.

Mike got behind Tucker and put his cock against my forehead. "I don't mean to intrude, Tucker," Mike said. "But I'd really like to have this whore lick my cock while he eats your ass." Mike slid his cock over my tongue and past Tucker's ass. I could taste Mike's cock - with a little cum still left on it after our bathroom fuck - and Tucker's virgin hole at the same time.

"No problem, man," Tucker said. "Just don't go sticking that monster in the wrong hole."

"I'd never do that, buddy," Mike said. I could tell he was smirking when he said it, and I though of Nate's no longer virgin hole, probably still dripping with Mike's cum.

Coleman was getting serious with my ass. He pushed the remainder of his pole into me, and I gasped. His girth stretched my ass even more than the speculum had.

"I feel kinda bad about this whole thing," I heard a voice say. "Do you mind if I suck his cock?" It was the guy who hit me! I had forgotten about him entirely.

"Be my guest," Mike said. "Don't feel obligated; he's such a whore for cock that he doesn't seem to care about getting his own rocks off. But if you want to, his body is all yours."

I felt hands grab my waist and then a warm, wet mouth engulf my cock. I nearly shot right then, and probably would have if I hadn't cum so recently.

I was licking the head of Mike's cock, and he shifted slightly and then pushed. His cock, with my tongue on it, pushed against Tucker's hole and the first half inch of Mike's cock popped through the tight opening. I felt his ass dilate on my tongue.

"Watch out!," Tucker said, pushing Mike back. "That was my ass you just poked into, not his mouth."

"Sorry about that," Mike said. "It's hard to tell whose hole is whose sometimes." I knew Mike well enough by now to know he was lying.

Coleman was grabbing my ankles now, pushing them towards to ceiling of the ambulance. His thick cock was rubbing my prostate harder than any other dick which had been inside me. Knowing anatomy certainly had its advantages. "Nothing better than a nice fuck on-duty," he said. "Tight fucking ass. You're a lucky man to have this slut as a roommate."

"You guys come over any time you want," I heard Mike say. "I know you work around the clock, so if you need a piece of ass at four in the morning, you know where to go. And if the bitch complains, you tell me and I'll take care of it."

"Awesome," Tucker said. "My girlfriend just broke up with me, too. This cunt might just get me through 'til I can find another bitch."

"Hey Tucker," Mike said. "Look at that guy's ass. If it feels this good to have your ass eaten, imagine how nice it would be to eat ass." Mike must have been talking about the guy who had hit me.

"No way," Tucker said. His ass literally tightened up as he said this, getting defensive. "I might like getting my ass eaten, but eating a guy's ass - that's way too fagged out for me."

"Just look at it," Mike said. "See what it looks like. His cheeks are all spread." I felt Tucker leaning over slightly towards the mystery man's ass. "Have you ever seen an ass so close up?"

"No," Tucker said, his voice all quiet.

"Look at that brown eye," Mike said. "That's a man's hole, a real man's hole. Look at the hairs, and the way the crack leads to that bull's eye. It's like it was made for cock. Take a closer look." Tucker was leaning even more forward now, and I could see Mike's hand pushing him forward as I continued to lick the ass and cock in front of me.

"Do you see it?," Mike continued. "See the pucker - just like the one my bitch is licking now. Your pucker - Tucker's pucker - how about that?" Mike laughed at his lame joke. "Get a little closer. That's it. Breathe in through your nose." Tucker inhaled above me. "Smell that? That's the smell of a real man." Tucker was nearly bent over completely now, and I could look up and see Mike's cock and face. Mike was so fucking beautiful to me right then - so powerful, pushing this paramedic stud over into another man's ass, making this man in uniform his pussyboy. I felt a surge of pride that I was his property.

"Go for it, Tucker," Coleman said. "I won't tell anyone. If you like it, you can see my ass later."

"Lick it," Mike said. Tucker didn't budge. "LICK. NOW," Mike yelled. Tucker jumped, and stuck his tongue out, seemingly in self-defense. The guy sucking my cock groaned around my cock, and bit down on my dick a little bit, causing me to jump. "That's it," Mike said. "Get used to the taste of ass, Tucker, my friend. Pull those cheeks apart and get your tongue in their, deep."

Tucker must have liked what he tasted. He grunted he began to feast on the ass in front of him. I heard Mike say under his breath, "Good way to muffle the screams." I felt Mike lunge forward, shoving his cock with pinpoint accuracy into the ass I had just lubed up. He was balls-deep in less than two seconds. Mike's other hand must have been on Tucker's head, because I felt Tucker scream into that ass, and he struggled to straighten up. Mike's arm pushed his head deeper into the ass in front of him.

"I knew you'd try to resist," Mike said. "But I'm giving you what you need, Tucker, my newest conquest. From the moment I saw you, I knew you needed this cock up your ass."

"I knew this guy needed cock," Coleman said. "The first time we changed together in the locker room, Tucker's eyes wouldn't leave my cock." Tucker struggled for a few moments longer, then pushed his ass back onto Mike's cock even more. From my point of view under their legs, I could see where Mike's cock invaded Tucker's hole.

"When I'm done with him, Coleman," Mike said. "He's gonna be hungry for cock on a regular basis. I've seen his type before. Do you think you can give him cock sometimes?"

"Every shift, I'll feed his needs," Coleman said. "I've thought about raping him before while we slept. Seeing how he seems to love your cock up his hole, I know now I should have speared him a long time ago. Thanks for breaking him in for me."

"My pleasure," Mike said as he began pumping Tucker's ass. "Nothing better than a three cherry afternoon."

The four of us writhed together, a mass of mansex. I sucked Mike and Tucker's balls as Mike fucked Tucker's ass. Coleman maintained a merciless pounding of my ass. Tucker ate the mystery man's ass while getting fucked for the first time, and the mystery man was sucking my cock with an expertise I know could have come from many hours pleasing men. The ambulance smelled of sex and man, and we all knew we wouldn't last long.

I was the first to shoot, right into the mystery man's mouth. My mouth clamped down on Tucker's nuts which I had been sucking, and I felt them pull up against his body. I felt his cock rub against my chest, and then he started shooting. My orgasm must have rippled down to my ass, and I heard Coleman grunt and say, "Fucking talented pussy. Gonna cum!" right before he shot into me. I could feel his seed smearing the inside of my ass. Above me, I could see Tucker's hole spasming with his orgasm, the ring of muscle encircling Mike's cock gyrating and pulsing. Mike thrust one more time into that hole and let out that primordial scream of pure lust which I knew was Mike's orgasm. He kept pumping Tucker's hole, and on the outstroke, I could see the white strings of cum stuck to Mike's pumping cock. As Mike came more into Tucker's ass, a squishing sound started, and I could see cum gathering on Tucker's well fucked hole. In between Mike's strong strokes, I snuck my tongue up and licked away the fresh cum from Tucker's ass. There was more for later.

Coleman pulled out of my ass, and the mystery man moved his head down to my hole. I heard him slurping away at something - Coleman's spent cock, I guessed by Coleman's groans - and felt his fingers prying my ass apart. My hole must have been gaping badly, because I could feel a breeze up my ass like when the speculum had pried me open. Soon, the mystery man's mouth went to work on my ass, sucking Coleman's cum out of it like a lamprey on a shark.

Mike pulled his cock out and wiped his cummy cock on my face, smearing cum and ass juices on my forehead and cheeks, laughing as he did so. He dipped his cock into my mouth for cleaning, and I gladly slurped up the jizz and ass tastes. After he pulled out, he pushed Tucker's hips down so that his ass rested on my mouth. "Give my bitch my sperm. He fucking loves it," Mike said. Tucker opened his ass up and Mike's huge load spilled over my mouth. I opened a second too late, and some of the cum dripped down onto my neck. I ate all that I could from the surface of his ass, then stuck my tongue in to free any more cum waiting in his ass. I was rewarded with a second and third helping which I greedily swallowed down after savoring it on my tongue for a few moments.

As Tucker and Coleman began to put on their uniforms, I saw that our mystery man had blown a load onto my stomach. I scooped up his cum and Tucker's which was still on my torso, and pushed as much of it as I could into my ass. My hole would keep it warm for someone for later, even if it was me enjoying leftovers. I never liked to see cum go to waste.

"Thanks for the blowjob," I said to the mystery man. "You look familiar. Don't you do something with a sports team on campus?"

"I'm Paul Robards," he said. "I'm the defensive coordinator for the football team." That got Mike's attention, I saw. "You guys are into some fucking freaky, kinky shit. I have some ballplayers that need release sometime. What do you guys think?"

"Send them over," Mike said, and he gave Paul our room number and Paul gave Mike his information. "The open door policy on this bitch applies for any of your players, coach."

"Thanks guys," Paul said. "Sorry about the whole bike accident thing. I meant to knock you down, but not to hurt you badly."

"You MEANT to knock him down?," Mike asked.

"I've been trying for a couple of days now to get you guys alone without raising suspicion," Paul said. "I saw your friend here getting fucked the other day in the porn store and wanted to taste that ass ever since." So that was who was in the booth next to mine the day Zak had fucked me, the one who had said, "Nice show." It all made sense now . . .

"We hate to kick you out, boys," Coleman said. "But we have another call to go to - a student with a coke bottle stuck up his ass."

"How did you like your fucking?," Mike asked Tucker who was pulling his pants on quickly. Tucker mumbled something.

"I can't hear you, bitch," Mike said. "What did you say?"

"I said it felt great having your big cock inside me," Tucker said, looking at the ground and blushing a bright red.

"Are you gonna put out for your partner here?," Mike asked.

"Yeah," Tucker said. "I've been wanting him to fuck me for a long time. That's why I didn't wear underwear in the sleep quarters all those times."

"You little whore," Coleman said, smirking in a way that reminded me of Mike. "Next time, just ask."

"Will you fuck me? Or can I eat your ass? Please?," Tucker begged.

"Man - look what you've done," Coleman said to Mike, whose turn it was to smirk. "Later, my bitch. We have to go to this call first," Coleman told Tucker. Tucker grinned and licked some cum off his lips, from where I don't know.

We all got dressed, and Paul, Mike and I watched as the ambulance sped away with lights and sirens blaring. Paul spanked my ass once, then got on his bike and rode away. Mike and I walked back to our dorm room. Several students stared at my cum stained face as we walked through the lobby and took the elevator.

"You did very well today, bitch," Mike said. "I didn't know if you could deliver that Zak asslick to me, and you did well. No sex tonight, but you will suck my cock gently until I go to sleep. We've had a long day, and you will need your energy for tomorrow, when we discuss the rest of your punishment." I fell asleep, nuzzling Mike's cock and balls, the smell of Tucker's ass still strong, and wondering what lay in store for me tomorrow.

Cumming next: Part 10 - The Wrestling Match

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