Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is illegal to read materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This story contains descriptions of sexual activity(some of that being forced) between college-age guys and girls. If you don't like bisexual stories - piss off!
by Max
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Chris didn't know how long he'd been out.
He picked up his head and looked around, finding Jenny on her computer, fiddling with something. What the fuck was she doing while this guy had been feeding him his spunk?
And then with horror, he realized she was editing webcam footage. Of him.
There he was, in newly edited glory - the movie only catching him from the waist up, removing Jenny's stroking prescence - there he was, seemingly orgasmically sucking Jake's cock. You couldn't tell by the video that he was only getting off because of Jenny.
But there it was. Chris sucking Jake. Deep throating him. The video almost made him appear pleased when the boy shot his load. He hadn't noticed it then, but the spunk was even leaking out of the corners of his mouth. And then the video froze. It was him, no doubt - easy to recognize.
He tried to get to his feet. He had to get rid of that. Had to. But he tripped on the way up, and only had time to let out a yell as he realized she'd attached it to three emails - all in the process of sending.
Jenny turned around like a shot; grinning. The last of the emails behind her sent as he managed his way to the computer desk.
"WHY!" he screamed.
Jenny innocently batted her eyes, still grinning. "Because I want to have a little fun. And I'm sure Jake does, too."
"Jake? What?" he panted, almost crying.
She got an innocent look on her face. "Oh, honey, you know, if you blow a guy and swallow, you have to expect he'll want to get to know you better."
"WHAT?! You fucking tricked me!"
She smiled wider now. "You think anyone who sees that little show I just played is going to think that?" Seeing Chris' worried expression, she continued. "Oh, don't worry, sweetie, you do what Jake and I say, no one'll ever see that file, okay?" She said her 'okay' with her cheerleader enthusiasm, but Chris was anything but enthusiastic.
"Now." Chris' expression didn't change - worried as ever. "Get over here and eat me out."
As he staggered over, he glanced at the screen where the emails had been marked 'sent', and sealed his fate forever.
She smiled, and looked at the screen herself, edging her hips forward over the edge of the chair as he knelt in front of her. "Oh, Chris, this'll be the best for all of us - you'll see."
He didn't want to even think about it. He loved Jenny, and he didn't mind eating her out at all - but there was still the question of Jake.
He shuddered. What would he have to do for Jake? He didn't want to suck cock - he was straight! He'd have to get those files somehow. But for now - he could enjoy himself a little.
The heat from her was amazing... he nuzzled in between her legs, and started to just lap at her pussy. It was so wet... so sweet... he was losing himself in her. He began to really push his tongue inside her.
Jenny was losing it, too. She moaned as she got a grip on his hair and pulled him tighter into her.
Chris got a quick flash of Jake doing the same to him, but he pushed it from his mind immediately, and sucked on Jenny's clit, as she held him harder, thrusting into him, again and again.
She was right at the brink, pulling his head in, writhing, moaning... and then she came.
He licked as much of it up as he could, leaned back, slipping easily out of her grip, and smiled at the gasping Jenny.
She got her bearings and grinned at him. "Seems you don't mind me taking command, huh?"
He smiled. "Nope." But he had to bring it up. "But Jenny... about the webcam stuff - you're not really going to hold that over my head?" Her grin slipped into an evil smile, but he tried to continue - "Because I would do this stuff for you anyway, but I can't have anyone know about that..." he shuddered again, "...that thing that happened last night."
There was that evil smile. Then she spoke to him, like she was lecturing a five year old - "Oh, honey, that file makes SURE you'll do this 'stuff' for me - and for Jake."
"Christ!" He yelped. "I'm not queer! I don't want to do anything for Jake!"
"Darling," dripping with a fake kind of sweetness, "...for not liking guys, you sure had a way of sucking dick."
"I only did it because of you! You said it made you hot!"
Her smile changed - now, an overly sarcastic skeptical. "You sucked dick because it made me hot? Honey, I don't think so." But she knew. She was teasing him. "Let's talk about this later. We have to got to class."
The class that day was - in a word - weird. Chris couldn't concentrate - he couldn't stop thinking about that stupid file. She'd sent it to THREE people. Why three? Of course, she had one of her own, but he could get to her computer easily - he'd have to delete theirs without them catching on until all the files were gone. He could get the sent addresses from her computer, but he would have to not delete her file until it was time to delete them all, so one person in the chain couldn't replace them all.
As he was making his way to the Union for grub, he wondered again why Jenny felt the need to do this? And suddenly - he was pulled from the Walk to behind a maintenance station. Slammed against the wall, he faced the one who'd accosted him - Jake.
Oh, shit.
With one hand pressing against his shoulder, holding him to the wall, Jake was hastily unbuttoning his jeans with the other. Chris stared in horror as Jake pulled his dick free from his boxers, leaking in what could only be anticipation. He had to get out of there - he tried to bolt.
"Oh, no, boy," Jake slammed him firmly against the wall with still his one hand. God, he was strong. "You're going to take care of this for me, or I'm going to send that vid to all your buddies in the frat. I wonder how they'd react to a fag in their midst." He laughed. "Probably not well." He put both hands on his shoulders and pushed him to his knees in front of his leaking cock.
"Suck it."
Chris looked for another course of action. Anything. "Please, dude, I'm not gay, I -" Jake had laughed, and started to rub his pre-cum all over Chris' face.
"Listen, fag, you think I care that you don't want to admit it to yourself? Now, unless you want me to give out that vid, you'll start by sucking my nuts like a good queer."
Chris, disgusted, realized he didn't have any choice. He leaned forward and took Jake's sack into his mouth, and started sucking on them. It felt so fucking weird - and he thought he'd never be here - on his knees with some guy's tight sack in his mouth. He'd been doing it for a few minutes when Jake grabbed his hair with one hand and pulled him off to face his incredibly hard cock.
"Open your mouth." Chris sighed deeply, and obediently followed his order. Jake grinned as he roughly shoved his cock into his mouth, grabbed two fistfuls of hair, just like last time, and proceeded to slow fuck his face.
"Relax your fucking throat - I'm going to use it all!" He thrust, harder and faster now, slamming down into his throat, then out, then in.
Going crazy. Choking. Couldn't breathe. Gagging - as his rod fucked his mouth and throat.
And then he thrust all the way in, holding Chris' head tight against his pubes, and began to cum, slowly retreating his cock. "OHHH, FUCK! SO FUCKING GOOD. Oh, I'm feeding you your hot lunch, bitch! Oh, you love it, you fucking faggot!"
There was so much cum it was leaking out of the corners of his mouth - he HAD to swallow, or he would choke to death. And then Jake pulled out of his mouth completely, shooting his last few spurts over his face and hair. Then, just for good measure, he smeared it all over his face and slipped his dick a few more times back into his mouth.
He was groaning, but still managed to throw out taunts - "Oh, fuck, that was awesome, faggot! Oh, we're going to be seeing a lot of each other, because I can tell you can't get enough of my hot dick cream!"
Then he pulled back, and put his dick away. As he pulled up his jeans, he laughed. "That's quite a facial you got there. I'd love to hear later how you managed to explain it away on your way to the Union." And he grabbed Chris and threw him back onto the Walk, filled with people.