C.J. opened his blue eyes, stretched, yawned, and looked at his hand. A satisfied smile crept across his face when he saw the ring on his finger. Still not a dream, then. He really had the power to control anyone he wanted with this ring, which he'd found half buried in the bushes on his campus tour a few days earlier.
Rolling over in bed, C.J. found himself staring down at the floor of his dorm room, where a tall man with dark, curly hair lay sleeping on his side, his head resting on his own clothes, bunched together into a makeshift pillow.
Julian, who was sleeping completely nude, was the President of Alpha Tau, the top fraternity on campus. C.J. had made it even more exclusive last night, when he'd turned it into an all gay frat. C.J. let his eyes drink in the muscular body, with its light dusting of black hair in the center of his chest, a healthy treasure trail leading to what C.J. was certain was a carefully trimmed amount of pubic hair topping a flaccid dick which had proved to be larger than average in size when hard, and low hanging balls.
C.J. let his eyes travel down to Julian's hairy legs and large feet, and remembered his plump, meaty ass, which he couldn't see at the moment, though he'd had his fill of it last night.
C.J. had ordered the arrogant President of Alpha Tau to wait for him in his dorm room naked, and then he'd turned him into his personal bitch boy. Julian would be living in C.J.'s room for the time being and servicing him in whatever way C.J. felt he was in the mood for.
They had got things started last night, when Julian had worshiped every inch of C.J.'s body. C.J. smiled even more broadly when he remembered how the frat boy's tongue had explored his ears, his nostrils, his arm pits, each of his toes and fingers, and finally his asshole. C.J. had Julian make out with his hole for a solid half an hour, never letting up.
Then, after another half an hour spent worshiping his new master's balls and dripping cock, Julian had presented his own ass for its first ever fucking. C.J. had only lasted a few minutes after all that stimulation, but it hadn't mattered. He'd woken up hard two hours later and ordered the half asleep frat boy to get up and bounce on his dick, lasting much longer the second time around.
C.J. laughed out loud as he suddenly remembered the last exchange of words they'd had as he was drifting off after their second fuck session.
"Sir?"
"What?"
"You said I could leave to use the bathroom. I need to."
"What do you need to do?"
"I really need to take a leak."
"You can only use the bathroom during the day, unless you need to shit. At night, you can just hold your piss in until morning, or if you can't, you can piss in your mouth and swallow it down. Don't spill one fucking drop on my floor, either."
C.J. heard Julian groan and then all was quiet. He drifted off, only to wake up a few minutes later to the sound of the President of Alpha Tau pissing slowly into his own mouth, stopping to swallow, and then repeating the action for what seemed like a good ten minutes.
C.J.'s laughter woke Julian, who sat up. "Good morning, Sir."
C.J. sat up as well. "Morning, you freaky little piss queen. How did that piss taste last night?"
"It was disgusting." Julian gave a small shudder at the memory.
"Huh. You drank so much, I thought you must love it."
"No Sir."
"How does your ass feel this morning, Bitch?"
"Sore, Sir."
C.J. got up and patted Julian on the top of his head like a dog. "That's because you're not used to taking dick yet. We'll get you loosened up in no time."
"Can I use the bathroom now, Sir?"
"Yeah. We'll go down together. If anyone else talks to you outside of this room, just smile and nod in a friendly way. Don't say anything to anyone other than me unless I tell you to."
Julian stood up and reached for his clothes.
"No clothes, Bitch. Here's your towel." C.J. tossed him a small hand towel and then handed him his own shower kit. "Carry this for me."
"This won't go around my waist," Julian protested, indicating the hand towel.
"That's okay. You'll only need it to dry off, just carry it over your shoulder. You hate wearing clothes when you're in this dorm. You prefer to stay completely naked unless we're going to the dining center."
"I do!"
"If any guy looks at your dick, get an immediate boner."
The two men headed down the hall to the bathroom. C.J. was disappointed that they made it all the way without running into anyone. The guys used the toilets and then headed for the shower stalls.
"Come in with me," C.J. ordered. Getting under the spray of hot water, C.J. pointed to his shower kit. "Bring the soap and shampoo over here and wash me, Bitch. In the future, you do this without being told."
Julian thoroughly soaped up C.J.'s body and, when the last of the soap had been rinsed off, he applied the shampoo to his hands and began to wash C.J.'s hair. When this was done to his master's satisfaction, C.J. stepped away from the shower and began to dry off.
"Wash yourself. When you're done, turn off the shower but wait in the stall."
C.J. went around the corner to the sinks and shaved. As he began to brush his teeth he heard the door open and when no one came into his part of the bathroom, he knew that whoever it was had headed right for the showers. Finished with cleaning his teeth, C.J. went to collect his Bitch, noticing as he did that there was no sound of running water coming from any of the shower stalls.
He figured out why as soon as he walked into the stall where he'd left Julian. The frat boy was standing with his back against the tile wall and his lengthy cock was being slobbered on by a dark haired young man in glasses, who was wearing shorts with no shirt on, revealing his hairy chest.
"Frankie!"
C.J.'s Resident Advisor pulled his mouth off of Julian's cock and looked over his shoulder. "Hi!"
"What's going on here?" C.J. sounded amused.
"I came in to take a shower and found this stud just waiting for me," Frankie explained before putting Julian's cock back in his mouth.
"I know you can't resist cock, you hairy little slut. This guy say you could suck his?"
"Yeah. Well, he nodded when I asked if I could, and he got hard right away," Frankie explained.
C.J. laughed. "Of course. Nodded and smiled, I bet." He gave Julian a wink.
"Please fuck me while I suck him? Just like yesterday?" Frankie reached back and pulled down his shorts, exposing his ass to C.J.
"Tempting, Frankie, but I'm saving myself for something special later. Hey, how many cocks have you sucked since I saw you last?"
"Counting this one? Four."
"Nice. How many times have you been fucked since I pounded you?"
"Three. It's so amazing. I can't believe all the time I wasted, not living my truth," Frankie moaned, stroking Julian's cock and looking over his shoulder at C.J. "I owe you so much, man."
"Glad I could help," C.J. grinned. He heard the bathroom door open. "Let's get you a cock for that ass, shall we?"
C.J. went around the corner, expecting to find one of the guys from his hall using the bathroom. Instead, he was surprised to discover an attractive older man in what looked to be a very expensive suit and tie, who was just finishing up at a urinal. The man nodded hello to C.J. and then moved over to the sink to wash his hands, glancing at his perfectly coifed salt n pepper hair as he did so.
'Good morning," C.J. said, stepping up to the sink next to his.
"It's closer to good afternoon. I remember those days. All the late nights getting up to all sorts of new things," the man chuckled. "College is the best time of your life, son, no matter how good you have it later. Trust me. Enjoy it."
"Oh, I am. What brings you to the dorm this morning?" C.J. stared into the reflection of the older man's eyes in the mirror.
"I came to surprise my son, take him to lunch. I couldn't get here the other day to help him move in, I was on a business trip."
"Nice. Does he know you're here yet?"
"He's about to. Probably have to drag him out of bed." He moved over to the paper towel dispenser and began drying his hands. "Take it easy."
"Stop."
The man halted immediately and shot a confused glance toward C.J., who walked past him. "Follow me."
"Why-" a gasp escaped his mouth as his legs obeyed C.J.'s order without any input from his brain. C.J. rounded the corner to the shower stalls and then stood aside so that the man could see Frankie and Julian in action.
Another gasp escaped his mouth. "Hey-"
"Stop talking," C.J. ordered. Thinking of the error he'd made the other day with brothers Darren and Doug, whom he'd mistaken for roommates, C.J. nodded in the direction of the two naked men. "Either of these boys your son?"
The man shook his head. "Good. Step inside this stall, take off your clothes, get your dick hard, and fuck Frankie's ass."
A more vigorous shaking of his head followed, but the man complied, stripping off his expensive suit and tie while Frankie moaned with his mouth full and shook his ass in the man's direction. Once the suited man was bare, revealing a nicely toned body with chest hair that was more salt than pepper, he took his dick in hand and began to stroke it. The dick grew to an impressive size, probably about seven and a half inches.
"You can speak, but only to answer my questions truthfully," C.J. told him. "What's your first name?"
"Daniel."
"Have you ever fucked another man up the ass, Daniel?"
"No!"
"Then you're in for a treat. I had Frankie's ass yesterday and it's nice and tight. You read for that Daddy dick, Frankie?"
"Mmmm," Frankie moaned. Pulling his mouth off of Julian's cock he looked back at Daniel. "Yes, please fuck me Daddy. Please. I need it."
C.J. waited until Daniel began to slide his hard cock inside Frankie's hairy hole before speaking again. "Does it turn you on to be called Daddy by your son's RA, Daniel?"
"No, it does not."
"It does turn you on, Daniel. You are so attracted to college guys, they make your dick rock hard. College guys are the hottest thing in the world to you."
Daniel moaned and began to pound Frankie's ass more intently.
C.J. watched the show before him, stroking his own dick lightly. After a few minutes, C.J. put a hand on Daniel's shoulder and leaned in to whisper in his ear. "What's your son's first name, Daniel?"
"Kenneth. Kenny, we call him Kenny."
"Every time that Frankie calls you Daddy, I want you to call him Kenny and tell him how much you love fucking his ass," C.J. said.
Daniel shook his head again, looking angry.
"How are you liking that Daddy dick, Frankie?"
"It's soooo good. Daddy, that dick is so good," Frankie moaned in his deep voice.
"That ass is so good, Kenny. I loved fucking it so much, son," Daniel shot C.J. a look that would have killed him, had he been capable of doing so with his eyes.
"Daniel, it really turns you on to fuck college boys and call them by your son's name."
Suddenly, Julian began to groan and shoot his cum into Frankie's mouth.
"Bitch, from now on you are only able to cum when I give you permission to do so!" C.J. snapped at him when he'd finished.
"Sorry, Sir," Julian panted.
Having swallowed Julian's load, Frankie reached out a hand for C.J.'s cock. "Please, let me suck it."
"No can do Frankie. Let's see if we can find you someone else. Daniel, you keep fucking him and neither of you cum until I tell you to. Bitch, you head back to the room right now," C.J. ordered Julian. C.J. followed him out the door and admired the view as the President of Alpha Tau made the walk down the long hallway, completely nude and still mostly hard.
About halfway down the hall a door opened, and two guys walked out, both doing a double take as Julian passed them.
"What the hell, bro?" one of the boys called out.
"Put some clothes on, man, no one wants to see that shit!" his friend yelled after Julian. The frat boy didn't pause and was soon back in C.J.'s room at the end of the hall.
"Did you see that?" one of the guys asked C.J. as they approached him. "Hope that guy doesn't plan to walk around naked all year."
C.J. sized the two up. They were both dressed as if they were on their way to shoot hoops, in tanks tops, one wearing sweat pants and the other a pair of shorts. The taller of the two was Asian, with impressive arms and legs on display. The one in the sweat pants had brown hair and a rather pathetic attempt at a mustache that it had probably taken him months to grow.
"Follow me," C.J. ordered, turning around and heading back for the bathroom. "No talking unless I ask you a question."
C.J. marched the boys straight to the shower stall, where Daniel was still pounding away at Frankie, both men's hairy chests drenched in sweat.
"You brought them for me?" Frankie panted, a look of ecstasy on his face, though whether from the anticipation of two new cocks to play with or the prostate pounding he was receiving, C.J. wasn't sure.
"Pull out your cocks and get hard." Both of the newcomers to the little shower stall orgy complied, looking completely terrified at their sudden lack of control. The white boy's dick was average in length and girth, the Asian's was long and thin. Soon they both stood silent with their cocks jutting out in front of them.
"Feed Frankie your cock," C.J. ordered the white guy, who walked forward and shoved it in Frankie's mouth with a shocked look on his face. Frankie immediately began sucking with enthusiasm. "Don't cum until I tell you to."
"Daniel, the one thing you love more than fucking a college boy's ass is having a college boy fuck yours." C.J. turned to the Asian guy and pointed at the hot Daddy who was still pounding away at Frankie's ass. "Fuck Daniel and don't cum until I say so."
Shaking his head wildly, he shuffled forward with his shorts around his ankles and lined his cock up with Daniel's hole. The older man moaned and pushed backward against the cock, helping to pull it inside his virgin hole. Both men gasped loudly and the college boy placed his hands on Daniel's hips and began to thrust in and out.
"This is so hot, gentlemen. I wish I had my phone. In fact...." C.J. grabbed Daniel's pants and pulled his phone out of his pocket. "Tell me your code, Daniel."
"8848," Daniel panted. C.J. entered the code and opened the camera on the phone and began recording the orgy.
A few minutes passed with the four men in sweaty, groaning action, while C.J. filmed it all. Frankie pulled away from the dick in his mouth a few times to ask 'Daddy' to fuck him harder, and each time Daniel called him Kenny and told him how much he loved fucking that ass.
"Cum now," C.J. suddenly ordered.
Four loud moans filled the room as Frankie received a mouthful of cum and felt Daniel's load flooding into his ass at the same time that his own spewed out onto the tile floor. Daddy Daniel felt a load filling his own ass for the first time. C.J. stopped the recording.
"You all need a nice shower after that. Strip down, boys" C.J. said to the two who were still in their tank tops with their pants and underwear around their ankles. "Everyone shower together and then you can go about your day. You will all remember exactly what you did here, and Daniel you will still like everything I told you to like, but you'll all forget that I was involved today. As far as you remember, you were all willing participants. Once you leave the bathroom, you can talk again."
The four men complied, turning on the shower and joining each other under the spray. Frankie grabbed his body wash to begin lathering up his three partners. C.J. watched for a minute, still holding Daniel's phone as a wicked idea occurred to him. Scrolling through the contacts, he found the name Kenny and texted him the video he'd just recorded. "I'm so going to hell for that," C.J. chuckled.
Taking his shower kit and wet towel, C.J. headed back for his room. When he opened the door, Julian immediately stood up and came toward him. "Welcome home, Sir. I can suck your cock if you like? Massage your feet?"
"Nothing right now, Bitch. Just sit quietly. I've got stuff to do today. I'll see you later tonight, I'll bring you something to eat since I don't have time to take you to the dining center."
Julian nodded and settled back to wait for his master to return.
Closing the door behind him, C.J. crossed the hall and knocked on Reggie and Darren's door.
Darren opened it, looking bleary eyed.
"Good morning, sunshine! I've come to hear all the details about last night, find out who won our little contest." C.J. stepped inside. Reggie was sprawled out on his bed and raised his head to look at C.J.
"Hey," he mumbled with a tired smile, sitting up.
"Hey yourself, buddy! So, boys, let's get to it! Darren, tell me the truth, how many dicks did you suck last night at the frat house?"
"Do you mean how many individual dicks? Or how many blowjobs total?" Darren asked.
"Some of the boys came back for seconds, huh?" C.J. smiled. "Let's say blowjobs total."
"Fifteen," Darren said. "I swallowed fifteen loads of cum. Hope you're happy."
C.J. smiled and turned to Reggie. "How many blowjobs did you give Reg?"
Reggie looked broken hearted. "I tried, C.J. I really tried to do my best for you, to be your friend. I had more dicks than Darren did, I took eighteen dicks in my mouth, but only five of them came. The rest said I was no good at giving head."
"A for effort, Reggie. I'm still your friend. We just need to train you-"
A radiant smile had broken out on Reggie's face at hearing the news that C.J. was still his friend in spite of his abject failure. Before C.J. could finish his sentence, a knocked sounded on the door. Reggie got up and opened it and C.J. glanced over to see Daniel standing there, looking impeccable once again in his expensive suit.
"Dad! What are you doing here?" Reggie grabbed Daniel into a bear hug and slapped him on the back.
"Came to surprise you, see your room, and take you out to lunch," Daniel grinned, stepping inside. "Hi boys, I'm Daniel, Kenny's father." Daniel stuck his hand out to shake both Darren and a stunned C.J.'s hands.
"Dad, how many times do I have to tell you? I've gone by Reggie since I started high school! I hate the name Kenny."
"Sorry, sorry. I still think of you as Kenny, but I'll try to remember. Now, who wants to go out for lunch? I'm buying."
C.J. looked across the room at Reggie's phone, which was on the charger. This was going to get interesting and he didn't want to miss it. "I'm in!"