"You gotta get low man--no, when he goes for your thighs get on top of him, get your hand under his left arm and on the back of his neck, leverage! Come on Sean take him down, you won't hurt him--there it fucking is, never stop moving Zach fucking twist out of there get under his legs and use your knees, fuck yeah, get your legs around him and turn--"
Zach was barely taking in a word Jake was screaming as he and Sean grappled on the gym wrestling mat. His mind was mostly on baseball or his grandma or whatever else he could think of to try to stave off the boner that kept threatening to tent his shorts as he felt Sean's lean body straining against his. Hell, even feeling his own strength was turning him on. After another week of nightly training he'd upped his weights and reps and was seeing significant gains: his belly fat had nearly disappeared and a small six pack was just starting to be visible, his biceps and shoulders were starting to fill out shirts that'd looked like drapes weeks earlier, his forearms had turned from twigs to branches and sometimes he'd twiddle his fingers just to admire the movement of muscles he hadn't realized he had. If anything he probably had too good gains--Dion had done a double take two nights before when he stripped Zach's shirt off after the formal rush event.
"Dude, are you on steroids or what?" Dion said as his hands ran across Zach's belly and chest, following the curves of his muscles.
"Just haven't had a good gym before, I've been doing a lot of weight training," Zach said as he gripped Dion's hard on through his dress slacks trying to distract him from that line of questioning.
"Whatever you're doing you should get Dion to join you, I love a muscle man," Katrina said as she fingered herself on the couch, watching Zach and Dion strip while they made out. Zach would've been hesitant to put on a show for any girl, but he'd become pretty close with Katrina over the previous few days--they'd had dinner together and did some private practices after the first play rehearsal. So when Dion asked if he'd be ok if she watched them have some fun Zach was a little reluctant but he agreed. He'd been worried that having her there might've split Dion's attention, but he shouldn't have been--the moment they started kissing they were in their own world, and Katrina felt as nonexistent as some NSA perv who might've been watching from a webcam. Although Zach thought Dion maybe pulled out and gave him a facial rather than breeding him to give her a nice view. Not that he cared as he licked Dion's dick clean and felt his heart race as Dion smiled down at him.
But now Zach found all his gains amounted to little compared to Sean's amateur experience at wrestling when the ginger boy put his arm up underneath Zach's armpit and pushed his head into the mat as he put his full weight on top of him. Jake flopped onto the map as he tapped twice and said, "Stop, goes to Sean."
The boys extricated themselves from one another and Sean helped Zach up. They clasped hands and gave each other a bro hug, Zach bending into it so Sean wouldn't feel his half chub, but then he didn't notice Sean doing the same.
"We should really get heading out," Jake said looking at the time, "Bids start going out at 5, would be embarrassing if the guys came to the dorm and we weren't there."
The guys were walking out of the gym when Zach's phone buzzed in his pocket, his last alarm of the day going off. He quickly took it out and opened the Robin Hood app with a smile--he'd been worried the $5k he'd put in that morning may've changed how the penny stock would do that day, but Webistics was still up 300%. He quickly sold off his shares, loving seeing his account balance increase by 10 grand, and he was up $24k for the day. It definitely made up for his boring first run of the day where he'd just watched different stocks, but then he'd also been able to watch porn, jerk off and suck himself to his heart's content while he did it so he couldn't even say that was too bad.
"Did you guys hear somebody won the lottery at Fast Mart?" Sean said.
"Yeah, like $80k. Collected it anonymously too, but it's gotta be a student right? I mean who else goes there?" Jake said.
"Professor maybe?" Zach said, trying to stay as casual as he could.
"I hope not. Couple years tuition free would be nice," Sean said.
"Maybe like a year and a half. Uncle Sam takes a good chunk of it," Jake said.
He took 33 grand of it, Zach thought to himself, but he said, "So how'd your dinner with D go last night, Sean?"
Sean grinned at him, "Oh shit, I forgot to tell you. We became lovers and had hot, sweaty sex all night. He's leaving Kat and promised he'd never call you again."
"Fucker," Zach said blushing while Jake laughed.
"Nah, but seriously, it was good. He smoked me up after. He's easy to talk to. Was pretty honest that if I want to play soccer, though, I should go lambda. But then frisbee sounds kinda fun, more relaxed. I don't know, may be time to try new stuff."
"Sean, I didn't want to like pressure you or anything, obviously you gotta do what's right for you," Jake said, "but come on dude. How fucking sick would it be if we were all in the same frat. Have fucking parties every weekend, chill together at the house, and we could help each other with the pledge shit. And, you know, not to toot my own horn or anything just saying the obvious--who'd be a better brother than me, right?"
Sean laughed, "Honestly y'all are the main reason I'm even considering it." He looked at Zach, "You have any thoughts?"
Zach gave him a half smile, "You need me to say it?"
"Maybe I just wanna hear it."
"Fine," Zach said staring down at his feet, "I'm definitely pledging sig chi. I really, really hope you do too. In fact I'll be really sad if you don't." Zach looked back up at Sean and grinned, "But I'd get over it. And I'd still think of you as a brother."
"Aww, bro," Sean said putting an arm around Zach's neck and pressing his head to Zach's. When he pulled back he kept an arm on Zach's shoulder and said, "You know, you're the perfect height for an arm rest."
"Yeah, I've heard that," Zach said as he leaned against Sean.
The guys got back to their dorm and quickly showered and changed. Frat brothers would be arriving any minute and they'd go to the room of each freshman they had a bid for, so Zach was alone with Mike as they both waited for a knock.
"Fuck dude, I'm actually a little nervous," Mike said, "Like how fucking embarrassing would it be to have gone to all this rush shit and then not get any bids?"
"I don't think you gotta worry about that," Zach said.
"Why, did D tell you something?"
Zach laughed, "No, he didn't. But you're a cool guy so I'm positive you'll get some."
Mike looked at their wall clock, 5:10. "Fuckkk, I wish they just fucking emailed it this waiting is killing me."
"Pretty sure that's why they do it. Anticipation as like first hazing."
"If they couldn't show up any minute I'd ask for some help with stress relief," Mike said, suddenly sounding playful. Zach smiled at that. He'd been sucking Mike off twice a day all week.
"I mean I think I've gotten pretty good at it. Could try for a quickie."
"You have gotten good at it," Mike said, grabbing his dick through his shorts, "but we shouldn't. I gotta learn to be fucking patient."
"If you say so," Zach said as he went back to looking at his phone. It was good they hadn't cause nearly right away there was a knock on the door. Mike literally sprang out of his bed to open it.
There were 4 nerdy looking guys, the tallest one said to Mike, "Hey is Zach here?"
Zach came over to the door, "Oh, hey Dalton." Dalton sat next to him and Sean in psych and they'd talked a good bit. He hadn't realized Dalton was in a frat, but apparently he was treasurer of Phi Psi, and much to Zach's surprise he handed him a bid letter. Zach shared a little small talk with the group of guys before they headed off to the next guy on their list. When Zach finally closed the door he started laughing, "Holy shit dude, I didn't even go to any of their rush events."
"That's hilarious," Mike said as he got back onto his bed, looking like he didn't find it hilarious at all.
Then they were back to waiting. Occasionally they'd hear some guys or girls walking down the hallway and knocking on other doors. Eventually though they got another knock of their own. This time it was some ATO guys with a bid for Mike, which greatly improved Mike's spirits.
It wasn't long after that they heard another knock. This time Zach was first to the door, and opened it to Dion, Brian, the sig chi treasurer Jason, and the secretary Nate.
"I know, you can hardly believe your eyes," Brian said smiling, "But we figured we had some extra spots, a few pity bids couldn't hurt."
Zach laughed, "Guess I'll take what I can get."
Dion didn't say anything as he offered Zach his bid letter with a little smirk, but he winked when Zach took it. Then Dion looked over Zach's shoulder and called, "Get over here Mike, we're not just here for this guy."
"Oh, sweet," Mike said as he jumped over to the door and took his bid.
"All the instructions are in there, but if you're accepting make sure you're at the house at 12 sharp in some gym clothes," Dion said, "and have an early night tonight, it's gonna be a long day."
"So who we got next," Brian asked Nate who looked at a clipboard he was carrying.
"Uhhh," Nate said as he ran his finger down a list of names, "Looks like Sean is just next door."
The sig chi brothers started heading off, Dion saying "Hope to see you guys tomorrow," his eyes lingering on Zach's.
As Zach shut the door he turned around to see Mike grinning at him. "Bro?" Mike asked.
Zach smiled, "Bro!" And the roommates laughed as they embraced in a bro hug.
"Fuck it, I wanna see Sean get his bid," Zach said. He went out the door and nearly ran straight into another group of frat brothers.
"Watch where you're fucking walking freshman!" A big lineman looking dude said as Zach bumped into his shoulder.
"My bad," Zach said holding up a hand. He saw they were wearing SAE letters.
"Yeah, it was," the big guy said getting a stupid laugh from the other guys with him. Except the one. Nick briefly made eye contact with Zach then looked away, blushing like crazy. Zach held back his grin till they were out of sight. After all, Nick had been having a rough enough week.
Nick had been having a rough semester, actually. His whole life he'd been the golden boy--hottest guy in school, star football player, his dad was loaded, everything he could've asked for had fallen into his lap. And when he found that sometimes all his looks and money couldn't get everything he asked for he'd found other ways of getting it. What mattered was that he got what he wanted.
But things had just been slipping through his fingers lately. It'd started a couple weeks earlier, when he went to towel off after a workout and realized some fucker had jizzed on his towel only after he rubbed it across his face. He'd been furious. Nobody ever fucked with him. When their kicker, Pete, realized what'd happened he'd started laughing at Nick. He stopped after Nick punched him in the face. And Nick had told every guy who'd listen that he'd fucking beat whoever did it to a fucking pulp when he found them.
But that was nothing compared to his computer problem. He'd slipped this freshman slut some G and got the hottest fucking video of her slobbing on his knob like a kid with a lollipop. Then he wakes up and not only is the bitch gone, but all his files, every contact, every social media account, had been deleted. He knew it wasn't the freshman bitch. She might've been able to walk home but she wasn't gonna be typing anything that night, let alone systematically deleting his entire online life. Nah, it was some hacker shit. And god fucking knows who'd want to hack him. Well, more like be able to hack him. He knew there were no shortage of people who'd want to.
And imagine, for a moment, just how fucking tedious a task it would be to have to rebuild your entire online life. This fucker had even deleted Nick's online bank account, he had to go to the nearest fucking branch 45 minutes away to reactivate it. Let alone the homework and essays and shit.
So when Nick finally had some small fucking measure of free time, and after having to go through a chain of 3 different people to get his number, Nick texts his most reliable cocksucker to come help him out, and start building his other online life back up. The one that probably had something to do with the hack. But somehow the cocksucker fucking found out about it and blew him off. Nick knew if fucking dandy Dave knew about it everyone would. But of course that couldn't be the only fucking bad news that Sunday, he had to top it off by fucking pinching his balls something fierce when he jacked off before bed. Could barely fucking breathe he'd hit them so good. Nick still couldn't fucking believe he could be that stupid. Or at least that unlucky, cause however he'd pinched them it'd felt like somebody had fucking socked him in the nuts. And of course it'd been right as he came.
Thankfully by the next morning they'd stopped hurting and looked alright, maybe a little bruised. Nick suffered through his Monday, turning in a horrible history paper and being totally oblivious when his Spanish teacher cold called him, just waiting to get to the end of the day. Cause Nick had decided he was going fishing.
Nick had dinner like he always did with some frat brothers, but he left early saying he needed to do some work. Given how much Nick had been complaining about his computer problems none of the guys questioned it. And of course Nick did have to do work, and he was going to do some, at least until he'd snagged somebody.
Nick posted up at a desk tucked away on the fourth floor and pulled out Grindr. He'd set up a new account that morning. Nick had become something of a master at the online hookup apps over the years, and he was happy with his profile, just a single picture of his jacked torso and shorts riding low, his only info was "21 NSA fun." May seem crude but that's what got the faggots knocking at your door.
Nick was disappointed to see nothing but blank profiles around. Closet cases, and probably ugly ones. But just as he was starting to scroll towards guys that must've been outside the library a new account popped up just nearby, and this one had pics. Holy fuck did he have pics.
A fucking sexy little blond twink. His profile picture was just him standing in front of a mirror smiling kinda awkwardly for the camera. Nick guessed he looked about 5'7 or 8, probably like 140 pounds. He obviously had some muscle but he was still skinny. But fuck, that face. He wanted to fucking skull fuck that cute fucking face, see this sweet looking boy gagging on his dick. And that fucking blond hair that fell past his ears, Nick just wanted to grab a fistful of it as he came down this freshman bitch's throat. But this blond boy had more pics. The next didn't have his face, but he was shirtless. Fucking tight body. Even fucking fitter than he thought with a shirt on. The last pic the fucking blond tease had turned around, hiding most of his face behind his shoulder as he looked at the phone, his other hand teasing at the back of his shorts and showing off his ass. It looked like a tight fucking ass.
"Zach 18" for his profile, his bio just said "vers".
Oh I can fucking work with this, Nick thought. He refreshed the grid of faces and to his delight Zach had become the closest user. Fuck he may even be on the floor with me, come up here desperate for cock like all the faggots do, Nick thought as he typed "sup" to Zach.
Zach: "sup"
Nick: "you want to suck some dick?"
Zach: "Honestly, almost always. Whether I want to suck your dick is another question"
Nick sent him a dick pic he'd taken that morning. He was pretty happy with it, he'd been nice and hard. Which he needed to be cause soft you could barely even see his dick.
Zach: "are your balls alright? They look kinda blue"
Nick flushed. He'd just been looking at his dick in the pic, but his balls absolutely looked lightly bruised: "they're fine. I pinched them in my sleep, they're totally fine now. You interested in that dick though ;)"
Zach: "it is a very nice dick. Although honestly a face pic may've been even more convincing lol"
Nick: "I'm not doing face. You want this dick or not"
Zach: "...sure"
Fucking slut I knew you would, Nick thought. He texted: "4th floor bathroom now"
Nick went in and stood at a urinal and started playing with himself, getting near hard so the cocksucker didn't have to see the whole fucking show. Nick had always thought his dick size was fine, but he did wish he had some more to show off when not aroused. Even if nobody would dare to say a fucking word about it Nick knew other guys had noted his tiny soft dick in the locker rooms.
When Zach walked in he looked even better than the pics. The freshman awkwardly walked over to the urinals and stood next to Nick, looking at him to make the first move. What these faggots always need, a real fucking man to show them what the fuck to do.
Nick didn't acknowledge Zach. Instead he walked to the bathroom door and locked it. "Is that a good idea?" Zach asked, "What if someone tells somebody it's locked?"
Nick walked over to Zach and stood very close to him. He put on a friendly smile--Nick had always known how to turn on the charm when it would get him what he wanted, "Nobody's tryin to use this bathroom tonight cept for what we're using it for," he said putting a hand on Zach's face, he bent down and kissed him. Nick thought it was a soft, encouraging kiss. Zach found it weak and lifeless. But then, Zach figured, You have other redeeming qualities, as he put a hand on Nick's hardon tenting his shorts.
Nick moved his hand to Zach's shoulder and pushed him to his knees. This bitch was desperate for his d. Nick worked his dick out of his shorts and gently slapped it across Zach's face. The faggot was mesmerized, his tongue started licking at Nick's balls as he closed his eyes while Nick's dick dripped pre across his face. One hand on the back of the bitch's head Nick slipped his other hand into his pocket and started taking some pics. Nick always let his marks set the pace at first. Give them a sense of control.
So Nick let Zach take his dick in his mouth at his own pace, one hand gently running through his soft long hair, the other silently filming him in profile. Good thing the cocksucker sucked with his eyes closed, he was getting so much footage of him being into it. That's what you really need to start off. Then Nick brought the phone above Zach's head, a POV shot of the bj, and said, "Yeah boy, you like that dick don't you, like that pre running down your throat."
Zach opened his eyes to nod up at him, but then when he saw Nick's phone pointing down at him he jumped off his dick with a start. "Dude, don't film me," Zach said sounding like a fucking brat. Nick knew how to handle this too.
"Oh come on baby, you look so fucking hot. It's just for me, you too if you want a copy, nobody else has to see it. You have no fucking idea how sexy you look sucking me, please baby just a short vid," Nick gave the freshman his best puppy dog eyes and ran a thumb along his cheeks. The freshman's eyes flashed between Nick's eyes and Nick's dick.
"Alright, but you better not send it to anyone," Zach said as he brought the dick back to his lips.
"No way, buddy," Nick said before starting the camera back up, "now show me how much you love that dick."
The freshman went back at it with gusto, taking him to the hilt and burying his nose in Nick's wild, unkempt bush, his tongue flicking around like crazy. "Yeah, look at the camera babe, you like that dick don't you?"
The bitch's big green eyes stared innocently up at Nick's phone, the perfect contrast with the dick halfway down his throat, and still sucking he nodded and hummed "mhmmm" around Nick's dick. Well, that was all he needed--the bitch took the bait. Nick ended that video and started a new one. Then he grabbed the back of the freshman's head and pulled him as far down his dick as he could go, finally getting a good gag from the bitch.
"Yeah, choke on it faggot," Nick said as the teen put his hands on Nick's thighs and tried to push away. Nick waited till he could tell the bitch was scared at not being able to breathe before he let go and let him fall to the ground.
"Dude, what the fuck was that?" Zach said, spit drooling out of the little slut's mouth. This was always Nick's favorite part. He brought a hand up and bitch slapped Zach across his mouth.
"Don't ever fucking speak to me like that again you fucking fag," Nick said, his voice completely changed. "You take what I give you and you fucking like it."
Nick exulted in the look of shock and fear that spread across Zach's face. That sudden turn from fun to subjugation. Although there was something about him that looked a little different from the other bitches he'd broken, maybe a glint in his eye. Cause deep down he knows this is how men should treat him, the slut fucking loves it, Nick thought to himself.
Zach certainly was saying the right words. That defiant anger was gone, already replaced by the whine of a whipped puppy, "why'd you do that bro?" Zach said rubbing his cheek, "I'm not into this dom/sub shit. I think I should go," and the dumb cunt actually tried to stand up. A gut punch brought him back to his knees, even if Nick did feel like he near broke his hand against the kid's abs. He pushed the freshman to the bathroom floor and straddled his chest, holding him down.
"I think you should stay," Nick said, rubbing his dick all over Zach's face while the freshman squirmed underneath him trying to break free.
"Fuck you," Zach huffed underneath him. Nick loved when they had that fire in em.
"Well we can do that too," Nick said as he he reached into Zach's pocket and took out his phone. The stupid bitch didn't even understand what was happening till he pointed it at his face and unlocked it.
"Now who wants to see this little cocksucker at work, looks like we got Mom here. Dad too. I see grandpa. Aunt Alice. And oh shit, look at that group text, what's that a dozen stupid freshmen, I'm sure they'd appreciate seeing this side of you." Nick sent contact after contact to his own phone. Then he showed Zach the video he'd just taken of him eagerly sucking Nick's dick. Zach stopped struggling and went pale. Fucking got you bitch.
"Now, are you going to be a good faggot and do what I tell you?" Nick said, bearing down on him. The bitch nodded, looking like he was on the verge of tears. It turned Nick on even more. "Then get back on this dick faggot," Nick said as he knelt over Zach's face and started to skull fuck him against the bathroom floor, getting as deep as he could and loving the sounds of the bitch gagging and twisting underneath him.
After he'd fucked up the bitch's throat enough Nick stood up, "On your knees."
With a muffled sob the freshman, red faced and his shirt wet with his drool, brought himself onto his knees and looked up at the football stud. Nick grabbed a fistful of his long blond hair and dragged him over to the urinals. Nick took his phone back out and pointed it at him, "Why don't you give that a good lick bitch boy."
For a moment Zach looked defiant, but Nick kicked his ass and yelled, "go on."
Nick enjoyed the sight of this teenager looking so disgusted as he licked the rim of the urinal that he didn't notice the faint aroma of cleaning supplies suddenly in the air, or the fact that the urinal was suddenly spotless. Instead he pushed the fag's face against it and knelt behind him as he pulled Zach's shorts down under his ass and slapped his tight perky bubble butt with his dick. Nick was just lining his dick up with the fag's hole when he started cumming. Out of nowhere his dick was shooting shot after shot of cum all over the fag's ass and the back of his shirt.
"Fuckin Christ," Nick said, shocked at the premature ejaculation. That'd never fucking happened before. But then, this freshman was easily the prettiest boy he'd ever gotten under his thumb. He quickly stood up and tucked his dick away. "You'll be hearing from me bitch," Nick said, trying to sound like he hadn't just came himself like some virgin teenager at the first sight of pussy. He left the dirty slut face in the urinal, cum all over his back and ass, holding back tears. Never realizing that before the bathroom door even closed behind him that dirty slut's eyes followed Nick out with a grin, before he vanished into thin air. He'd taken the bait.
Nick woke up to his alarm the next morning feeling refreshed. He reached for his phone and immediately texted his new cocksucker.
Nick: be in the basement bathroom in the English department at noon
Zach: ...I have class then
Nick: better have a tummy ache before it's over then
Zach: fuck you dude I can't be missing class
Nick grinned at that. He opened his new reddit account and posted one of the pics of the little faggot sucking on his nuts. Then he sent the link to Zach
Zach: fine I'll be there please take it down
Nick: it'll come down when you swallow my load
Feeling empowered and horny Nick grabbed a towel and walked in his briefs to the showers down the hall. There were a couple bros showering already but plenty of empty shower stalls. Nick took one and stripped as the water became piping hot. Nick stepped into it and lathered up, appreciating the heat as much as the feeling of his own ripped, muscled body. But just as he was about to start cleaning his arm pit the bar of soap slipped from his hand.
Zach was back in Nick's room. He restarted time for 5 seconds, paused again, and walked back to the showers. He thrust back the curtain on Nick's stall and found him right where he wanted him, bent over picking up the bar of soap. Zach stripped and then joined Nick in the shower.
Zach admired the view. The wide receiver had thick and muscled thighs that beautifully showed off his perky, hairy bubble butt. Zach gave it a few slaps on each cheek, loving the way it jiggled. Then he grabbed the razor and shaving cream from Nick's shower bag.
Zach knelt behind Nick and lathered up his ass and crack and the back of his thighs and started shaving. When he was done Nick's ass was entirely smooth and looked fucking great. Zach spread Nick's cheeks to check how he did around his hole. It was perfect, his tight pink little slit looked so inviting Zach couldn't help himself from burying his face between the jock's big cheeks and kissing and licking it. He was so fucking tight Zach's tongue couldn't penetrate it.
But Zach's dick was rock hard. He stood up and ran his massive dick along Nick's crack, slowly working his pre and spit against Nick's hole. He slowly pushed the head in, pulling back on Nick's bent over waist. Finally it popped in.
Zach found the intense pressure on his dick head fucking hot. "Just the tip, ok?" Zach said to the frozen Nick as he slapped his ass. Zach concentrated on his dick, and with a grunt he started cumming in Nick's ass, most of it quickly leaking out around his dick and coating Nick's freshly shaved hole. Zach pulled out and admired his handiwork for a minute before grabbing his clothes and leaving the bathroom.
Nick yelped and jumped into the air, nearly losing his footing. His ass felt like it was on fire. He stood up straight and his hand went back to feel his asshole, and the first thing he noticed was that his crack, usually as hairy as a jungle, was completely smooth. Holy fucking shit, his whole ass was completely smooth. His finger nervously sought out his raw asshole, and when he touched it it was sensitive and something wet and slimy was all over it.
Then suddenly Nick's finger was entirely inside his ass. He yelped again as he ripped it out, but then he realized the water was feeling different against his skin. He looked down at his body and he was completely hairless. His big bush of pubes was gone, leaving his tiny soft dick and balls on open display. But not only his pubes, his treasure trail and even his little bit of chest hair, and his thighs were as smooth as a chicks!
Nick put a hand to his head in disbelief. Then his armpits were itchy. He lifted his arms and saw his manly pits were as smooth as the rest of him. "What the fuck!" Nick yelled.
"Bro, you ok in there?" Some frat brother called from outside the shower.
Nick was about to start yelling that no, everything wasn't ok, but suddenly he found that his razor was in his right hand and his shaving cream in his left. He stared at them wide eyed.
"Bro?"
"It's fine," Nick croaked out. He didn't know what the fuck was going on, but he knew he didn't need his bros knowing about it just then, "just...stubbed my fucking toe."
Nick cut his shower short and quickly toweled off. He ignored the other brothers in the bathroom as he beelined back to his room.
When Nick locked his door behind him he quickly stripped off his towel and took in the sight of his hairless body again. Well almost hairless. He still had hair on his lower legs and forearms and head, but everything else had been shaved completely clean. Even the little bit of stubble he'd been hoping to turn into a goatee was gone.
"What the fuck is happening to me?" Nick sighed as he sat on his bed and covered his face in his hands. When he finally lowered his hands he jumped in surprise again. A steel ring was around his dick and balls and his dick was snug in a hard metal nub of a cage that totally blocked his dick from sight. And no sooner did Nick realize his dick was in a cock cage then his dick started growing. Relentlessly he started getting hard. But the cage was the size of his dick soft, barely even a dick at that point little more than a clit. But when Nick's 6 inches started to rise the cock ring lifted and stretched his balls away from his body while the cock cage pressed his boner back inside of him. It hurt like fuck, but for some reason Nick kept getting hard. And just as he reached a full erection trapped in his way too small cage he started cumming. His dick pulsed against the cage and a thick load started leaking out through the hole in the front of the cage, as well as around the sides of it.
Nick breathed heavily as he came down from the orgasm, his dick and balls on fire from straining against the metal cage. Nick felt like he could pass out, this was all just too weird and too much. What the fuck was he going to do?
But then there was a knock at his door. "Yo Nick, we gotta go bro, Johnson will have both our asses if we miss euro again."
"I--uh I'm feeling sick, go on without me," Nick called out, trying to get Kyle to leave him the fuck alone.
"Fuck that dude, you know she's got a hate boner for us, we're already on thin fucking ice with admin, get your ass ready to go or I'm breaking this door down in 2 minutes."
Jesus fucking Christ. Kyle would do it too. He was the frat president and one of the only guys that could boss Nick around. Nick briefly tried to pry the cage off his rapidly softening dick but it was too tight, and the lock on it looked solid. He'd need a good bit of time to try to pick it, hell maybe he'd need to go to the hospital and just have them cut it off. But he didn't have time for that now and no way was he telling Kyle the spot he was in. Nick hurriedly tried to clean the cum up from his cage and quickly threw on some clothes. Whatever the fuck was happening it'd have to wait.
Kyle could tell something was up with Nick as soon as he saw him. He looked pale and haggard. "Shit, are you like actually sick?" Kyle asked.
"Fuck it, I'm fine let's go," Nick said as he swung his backpack over his shoulder and marched out of the house, fucking hating how he could notice his smooth asscheeks sliding against each other.
The guys made it to their 19th century European literature class just in time. Nick settled into his desk at the far corner in the back of the class, his mind racing as he stared at his empty notebook, totally oblivious to the drone of Professor Johnson's lecture. Nick was starting to realize just how fucking itchy nearly his entire body was when he felt his phone buzz in his pocket. He sneakily took it out and glanced at it under the table. He had a text message from a blocked number.
BLOCKED: "You know, Nicky, it didn't have to be this way. I gave you a chance, wiped the slate clean. But you couldn't even last a week."
Nick: "Who tf is this?? What the fuck are you talking about?"
BLOCKED: "Who I am is no concern of yours. Maybe I'm one of your former victims that's gotten hold of a voodoo doll. Maybe I'm an asshole working for the government who happened to watch some of your videos and decided to make you a little pet project for testing out our new toys. Maybe I'm a demon the good lord unleashed upon you for your sins. For now, why don't you just call me Master. As to what I'm talking about, I'm sure even someone as stupid as you can figure that out."
Nick: "You're the bastard that deleted all my shit. That did the fucking stuff this morning"
Master: "Sharp as a cue ball"
Nick: "you're fucking crazy. Nut job. Leave me the fuck alone! I don't know how you did it but I'll go to the fucking police my dad knows some cops they'll put you under the fucking jail for doing this shit to me"
Master: "what're you going to tell them? 'Oh no officer, I shaved all my body hair in the shower, and then I put on a cock cage I'd ordered myself to my exact dick dimensions'"
Nick: "I didn't shave shit. I didn't order shit."
Master: "Well no one else was in the shower this morning were they? You sure you didn't pick up that razor and shave gel at any point? And as for your order, check your Amazon, you overnighted it to the frat house."
Nick quickly opened up his Amazon app and looked at his order history. Fucking hell, there it was.
Nick: "What the fuck do you want from me"
Master: "A little attitude adjustment. Everybody has their kinks, Nicky, I get that. But it's time you learned some respect for your fellow man. And maybe learn something new about yourself."
Nick: "I'll fucking adjust your teeth with my fist"
Master: "Nicky, Nicky, Nicky."
Suddenly Nick felt a breeze on his balls. He looked down and his junk was pulled out over the waist band of his shorts. He quickly bent over as his face burned red and worked it back under his shorts. Thankfully nobody seemed to notice.
Nick: "How the fuck did you do that what's wrong with you"
Master: "You'll address me as Master in every communication you have with me from now on, or next time you won't have any shorts to pull back on"
Nick: "FUCK YOU SICKO"
But suddenly Nick's ass felt cold against his seat. He looked down and saw his lower body was naked. His eyes went wide as he glanced at the nearest students sitting in the row ahead of him, knowing they'd just need to turn their heads for a moment to see the state he was in. He looked around by his chair for his shorts but couldn't find anything. He quickly went back to his phone
Nick: "sorry, I'm sorry please give them back"
Silence from the blocked number. Nick ground his jaw.
Nick: "Master"
And then Nick felt the cool fabric of his gym shorts against his bare, smooth skin. The relief was almost overwhelming as his heartbeat slowly returned to normal.
Master: "I'm sure we have plenty of defiance left in you, but hopefully you'll be good the rest of class. No need for some perverted chastity twunk to inflict his exhibitionist kink on his classmates. Understood?"
Nick's jaw was starting to hurt he was grinding his teeth so hard.
Nick: "Yes master."
Master: "Good. Now for your lesson. Check your reddit. How many upvotes does your latest post have?"
Nick flicked over to the app and checked his post. The little blond slut was pretty popular, it'd been upvoted 69 times in under an hour. But just as he was looking at the boy sucking on his nuts the post disappeared.
Nick: "69 master"
Master: "Then here is your goal, slave--you must take 69 loads, either in your mouth or ass, from that poor boy you exploited before you are permitted to cum again yourself. Furthermore, if you do not receive these loads in a timely and regular manner you will be punished."
Nick's jaw dropped. How the fuck could he possibly let himself be fucked 69 times? How the hell could he convince the little faggot to even do it once, he must despise him by now. But not be able to cum? Nick could still feel the heavy weight of his chastity cage and he felt ready to scream at the thought of not being able to cum whenever he damn well felt like it.
Nick: "please I can't do that it's impossible"
Nick's heart raced for a second as he realized he'd forgotten.
Nick: "Master"
Master: "A boy that's gotten as much action as you must know how to convince another horny boy you want to help them get off. And you better hope blondie is horny if you want to jack off again this year."
Nick: "I've never even been fucked before! And he hates me, you know that! I'm not a fag, I've never tried to get some guy's dick master"
Master: "The logistics are your problem, not mine. Just know that there will be consequences for failure. You have a meeting at noon, don't you? I'm sure you'll figure something out. Oh, and one more thing, Nicky: you may not realize it yet, but you are absolutely a fag."
Nick jumped in his chair as he felt something lodged in his ass. Then it started to lightly vibrate. It was silent, Nick couldn't even hear it much less his classmates nearby, but god damn could he feel it rumbling inside him. To Nick's horror his dick started feeling it too as it started to press against his cage. Just as he got fully hard and felt like his dick was going to break in its metal confines the vibration ceased, and Nick was stuck in the back of the class feeling the small vibrator stuck in his ass his dick pressed against his cage and his sweat gliding down his smooth body as he waited for the class to end.
As soon as the professor ended class Nick ran downstairs to the basement bathroom and locked himself in a stall. He quickly stuck his hand against his ass and felt a small string. He started pulling on it to take out the vibrator when he felt his phone vibrate again.
Master: "Leave it"
Then the toy started vibrating again, but this time it felt 10x more powerful. It was whirring intensely enough that he could even hear it. Nick withdrew his hand and sat on the toilet as his insides rumbled to the vibrator inside him, slowly making his dick rise again as it pulsed against his prostate. It hurt like a bitch but even still Nick could see a drop of pre leaking out the cage.
Nick looked at the time--5 minutes to noon. He figured he shouldn't text the fag, he'd do better to try to explain in person, turn on the charm. Even though the fag had seen his charm was a charade. Fuck how was he going to do this? The thought crossed his mind that maybe he shouldn't do it, but his smooth skin and locked dick and vibrating insides made him discard it pretty quick--whoever was fucking with him was powerful, and if he hoped to get out from under his thumb he'd have to do what he said. After all, Nick had put plenty of guys and girls in similar situations with way less leverage. He knew the score.
At noon sharp the bathroom door opened and his vibrator immediately shut off. Someone entered took the stall next to Nick. Then Nick got a text.
Zach: "that you?"
"Yeah, it's me," Nick said pulling his pants back on as he stood up from the toilet, struggling to tuck away his cage.
"Can we just get this over with please? I really don't like that photo being online." The boy sounded pissed off and a little scared. A few hours earlier Nick would've loved to hear him like that before making him choke on his dick.
"Yeah, about that," Nick said to the stall divider, "can we like talk for a second?" Nick left his stall and waited outside the other. Slowly Zach came out, looking suspicious.
"I deleted that post," Nick said offering Zach his phone, "and all the other pics and videos too, they're all gone. I'm really sorry about that."
Zach didn't take the phone, he just looked at Nick incredulous, "Why?"
"Cause--cause I realized it was wrong?"
Zach frowned at that. "Then why the fuck did you do it?"
"I--I don't know," Nick said, struggling to find what to say.
"Alright well then fuck off," the freshman said as he turned on his heel and went to walk out of the bathroom. God dammit Nick just wanted to slap this bitch for speaking to him like that. But he needed this freshman twink just like he needed to get this fucking cage off his dick and this psycho out of his life. So he kept his calm. Or at least he tried to. He actually sounded desperate as he cried out, "Wait!"
The freshman stopped with his hand on the door and he looked over his shoulder back at Nick.
"I--uh, I was actually kinda hoping I could suck your dick?"
Zach looked at him like he was fucking nuts and immediately walked out the door.
As the door slammed shut Nick felt an electric shock course through his dick and balls. He thrust down his shorts and saw that a small battery and some wires had been connected to his cage, and they were lighting his junk up. Just when he was about to scream the current suddenly stopped, and Nick's phone buzzed again.
Master: "What did I say? If you do not receive these loads in a timely and regular manner you will be punished."
Shaking Nick walked out the door after Zach. He finally caught up with him in the middle of the quad catching him by the arm, "Wait, dude, I--I didn't really phrase that very well."
"Fuck off, bro," Zach said pulling out of Nick's grip and continuing on his way. Fuck did Nick just want to deck that bitch. But he swallowed his pride and kept up after him.
"Please, I just want to talk for a minute, I understand you think I'm an asshole but just 2 minutes please that's all I'm asking," Nick said as Zach continued to walk away. Then Zach stopped and turned to face him.
"Fine. 2 minutes. Go."
Nick was a bit dumbstruck as the teenager looked accusingly at him. He needed to get his dick but what the fuck to say. He was wracking his brain when Zach said, "minute 45."
Nick figured fuck it. Honesty is the best policy. Or at least near honesty. "I've been hooking up with this older woman, right? A domme. Into real kinky shit. Well, she found my video of you this morning and wasn't happy. Like really, really not happy. So this morning right, she slipped this cock cage on me, and she said if I don't make it up to you she won't take it off."
"Make it up to me how?" Zach asked. Then his eyes went to Nick's waist, "and you're wearing a fucking cock cage?"
Nick blushed with shame and anger, but he swallowed the latter. "Yeah, I know, pathetic right. But in terms of making it up to you, she was kinda specific..."
Nick trailed off, hating what he was about to have to say. "30 seconds," the little bitch said, getting impatient.
"She said I need to take one of your loads for every upvote that reddit post had. Which when I took it down was...was 69."
Zach's jaw dropped as Nick stared red faced down at his feet.
"You're saying you want me to cum in your mouth 69 times?"
"...Or my ass," Nick said. He'd figured master had specified mouth or ass and he didn't want master thinking he was holding back on Zach. And fuck, why was he already thinking of that sick fuck as master?
"Your ass..." Zach said, kinda looking him up and down, "Honestly dude, this sounds like a you problem. Not sure why I'd ever want to see you again. Much less make you my cumdump."
Nick so fucking hated being described as a cumdump, much less a cumdump this little faggot wasn't sure he wanted. But Nick persisted, "Come on dude, please. Like I know I was a jerk to you, I totally get that, but come on, I'm offering to service your dick right? Like, I know I got a hot bod, I'll do literally anything you want man, anything, I just need those loads," Nick couldn't fucking believe the words that were coming out of his mouth. He felt like he was going to be sick as he listened to himself. But the fear of master watching somewhere overwhelmed his shame, and he looked at Zach determined.
"Anything?" Zach said, biting his lip. Nick did not like the look Zach got in his eye just then.
Nick gulped, "Yeah, whatever you want."
Zach considered him for a moment, then looked at his phone, "Ok, fine, I got an hour and a half. But I'm not hosting and I'm not doing it in a bathroom. Take me back to your place."
Nick did not like the new confidence in this freshman, or his demanding attitude, but he felt his cage give the tiniest shock. "Sure," Nick said twitching, "come with me then."
They entered SAE through the back door, and Nick was grateful they didn't run into any brothers as they made their way to his room. Once they were safely in his room with the door locked Nick gestured to his desk chair, "If you just want to like sit down I can--"
"No," Zach said, the word cold and uncompromising, "I think you should strip and then get on your knees."
Nick barely stifled the fury that welled up in him, as he slowly started stripping off his socks, then his shirt and finally his shorts, his bare body feeling cold and sensitive in the a/c. He bent down on his knees and looked up at the smaller freshman.
""Holy fuck, you weren't kidding," Zach laughed as he took in the sight of Nick's caged dick. "And it's so fucking small dude, that thing looks like a clit."
Nick clenched his jaw and refused to make eye contact.
"And fuck, look at how smooth you are. Your domme do this too? You're as smooth as a woman."
Nick refused to acknowledge that. Suddenly there was a flash, and Nick saw Zach was taking pictures.
"Say cheese!" Zach said as he took another one. Nick's mouth had become a slit and he looked like he had murder in his eyes. Zach's tone changed as he looked at Nick over the camera, "I'm serious dude, if you're going to be my cumdump I'm gonna have some insurance. So smile like a good fucking boy or I can leave."
Nick clenched his fists at his side but the weight of the cage on his junk was all the encouragement he needed. He gave Zach a big toothy smile as he heard another click.
"Now tell me how much you want this dick," Zach had turned his phone to video and the light was staring down at Nick.
"I--I really want your dick," Nick said shyly and mumbling.
"Speak up boy," Zach said, now openly playing with his dick through his shorts. Nick went a little pale as he started to realize the size of it.
"I really want your dick!" Nick said loudly and clearly.
"You want to be my cumdump?"
"I want to be your cumdump."
"Beg me for it."
Nick bit his lip, half ready to leap up and throttle this little faggot, but he gritted his teeth and said, "Please, please give me your load. I want your cum in me. Please, I'm begging you for it."
Zach laughed as he turned off the camera and pocketed it, "You know dude, I was wrong when I said last night I wasn't into this dom/sub shit, this dom stuff is downright fun."
Zach walked in front of Nick, bearing over the bigger boy who was now at eye level with Zach's dick, totally hard in his shorts. Nick gulped at the sight of the bulge traveling halfway down the twink's leg.
"Alright then, help yourself," Zach said grinning down at Nick. Nick reached his hands up to Zach's waistband and unclasped the button and lowered the zipper. He worked the shorts and underwear down Zach's legs, his eyes going wide as the shaft of Zach's dick kept going further and further down his leg, before it finally popped free. It was bigger than his face, a thick pole of meat with an angry red head just peaking out of Zach's foreskin, a drop of pre already at the head.
Nick reluctantly took the dick in both his hands, his grip barely wide enough to hold it. How the fuck did this little faggot get such a massive dick? His own dick felt even more pathetically small than normal in its cage, but next to this thing it really did seem like a clit.
Feeling disgusted with himself Nick extended his tongue to Zach's dick head and licked the bottom of it. It jumped at the touch and the drop of pre fell onto his tongue. Nick felt so dirty from it, even if, and he refused to admit this to himself, it actually tasted pretty good.
"Don't just stare at it dude, get working," Zach grinned down at Nick's look of resentment. But the frat boy took the head between his lips and started working his mouth down the shaft. It was so thick that within seconds his jaw was aching, and he could barely get a quarter the way down the dick before he was hitting the back of his mouth. He started working the shaft with his hands, leaving just the tip in his mouth.
Zach slapped his hands away, "If I wanted a handjob I'd jerk off."
Furious Nick lowered his hands and went back to sucking, but it wasn't long before Zach pulled his dick out of his mouth and slapped Nick across the face, "Watch the fucking teeth bitch."
Nick was ready to throttle the fucking punk but suddenly he felt the lowest vibration setting in his ass again. Master was watching, somehow.
"Sorry," Nick said, wiping some spit from the side of his mouth, "It's just so big."
"Then put your tongue over your lower teeth and curl your lips around your upper teeth and just let me do the fucking work," Zach said as he repositioned his dick at Nick's lips. Nick did as he was told and Zach gripped the back of his head as he started slowly fucking Nick's face. Being the passive recipient was easier than trying to suck him, but Nick's jaw still hurt, and as Zach got more turned on he started picking up the pace. It wasn't long till he pushed Nick far enough onto his dick that he gagged, but even still he was barely halfway down the freshman's shaft. And Zach didn't seem to mind the gag cause he kept up the pace, not even giving Nick a chance to catch his breath when he pushed too deep.
After a few minutes that felt like a few hours Zach pulled out and wiped his wet cock across Nick's face, "You really fucking suck at this you know? And like not in a good way," Zach said, giving Nick's face a slap with his dick. Nick's eyes were watery and he stayed silent as this fucking freshman leered down at him.
"If you're gonna take fucking 69 loads we need to make you better," Zach said, "Lay down on your back on the bed and put your head over the side."
Shit Nick thought. He'd done the same with a few cocksuckers. But he did as he was told and laid down on the bed, positioning his head over the side facing Zach. He was terrified as he watched Zach's dick bob up and down as he walked towards him.
Zach put his balls in front of Nick's mouth, "Lick."
Begrudgingly Nick did as he was told, glad at least this faggot shaved his balls. He felt Zach's dick rest across his face and the head fell down onto his neck, rubbing pre against his Adam's apple. Holy fuck was he gonna try to put it down his throat?
Zach pulled his balls away and brought his dick to Nick's lips, "I'll do all the work," Zach said, "Just watch the teeth."
Nick was about to say ok but as soon as he opened his mouth Zach plunged his dick into Nick's mouth. All Nick could do was cover his teeth as the freshman started fucking his face. Thankfully he wasn't going too deep, but his dick was leaking pre like crazy, and it was getting harder for Nick not to think about how fucking delicious it was. So good in fact he could start to feel his dick straining against his cage.
"Holy shit, I think he likes it," Zach laughed giving the cock cage a little tap.
Slowly he started thrusting in a little deeper, getting occasional chokes from Nick. Then he said, "Alright big boy, time to work that throat out. Relax and swallow."
Zach brought it to the back of Nick's throat and started pushing. Nick started gagging on it and tried to turn his head but it was trapped against the side of the bed, and at the angle it was going in he couldn't stop it. Finally Zach's dick head pushed through the back of his mouth and Nick could feel his throat clamp around his dick.
"Fuck that's tight," Zach said as he kept pushing his dick down Nick's throat. Eventually Nick could see nothing but Zach's taint while his balls were on Nick's nose, and Nick squirmed beneath him unable to breathe.
"Oh fuck that's hot, I can see it in your neck," Zach said as he gripped Nick's throat. Then he pulled out all the way and Nick choked as his phlegm and drool fell across his face.
"Well done," Zach laughed, lightly slapping Nick's cheek before plunging his dick back in Nick's mouth. He picked up a steady pace, occasionally pushing into Nick's throat, but relentlessly fucking his mouth. Nick was choking and red eyed and squirming underneath him, but he still felt the light vibration in his ass and endured it.
Finally Zach decided Nick had had enough. He pushed balls deep into Nick's throat, his balls pulling up against Nick's nose, and started shooting his load straight into his belly. Then he pulled out and finished in his mouth, completely filling it, cumming so much that some cum came out of Nick's nose.
Then Nick heard the sound of camera shots from Zach's phone. "Boy you are a mess," Zach laughed. Nick knew it was true. He could feel the cum and drool and tears covering his face.
Zach grabbed a towel, and Nick thought he was going to offer it to him, but instead Zach laid it out on the floor of his bedroom. "Kneel and face me," Zach said gesturing to the towel. Nick did as he was told.
"Look at me," Zach said and Nick raised his face to Zach's. Zach took his dick in his hand and aimed it at Nick, "This is for the urinal, yesterday."
Suddenly Nick realized what Zach was about to do. He was about to stand up and tackle the bitch but a shock went through his cage again, bending him over. Just as he bent he felt a hot stream of piss hit the back of his head.
"I said look at me," Zach said, his piss still flowing. Nick felt another shock and reluctantly raised his face. The freshman fucking coated his face and then focused on Nick's firmly closed mouth, as his stream flowed freely down Nick's smooth body to fall onto the dirty towel underneath him. Nick's shame and powerlessness overwhelmed him and he started gently crying.
"Sorry if I don't buy the crocodile tears," Zach said as he flicked the last drops of piss on Nick's face, "You didn't seem to care about mine." The freshman pulled his pants and underwear back on and as he put his hand to the doorknob looked back at the broken jock, "Let me know when you're ready for the next one."
Through the tears and piss and cum Nick slowly nodded. Zach left the room, and immediately Nick heard his phone get a message and the vibrator inside him start humming. Nick half moaned half cried. Eventually he got himself to his feet and wiped as much of the piss off him as he could, before finally picking up his phone.
Master: "1 down, 68 more to go."