Date: Sat, 19 Jan 2002 22:03:36 -0800
From: Pete in Los Angeles <[email protected]>
Subject: dorm-domination-5

Dorm Domination
Chapter 5
Alex's Shopping Trip

by [email protected]

Disclaimers:

* Don't read this if it's illegal to read this where you live.
* This is a story about men having sex. If you don't want to read this, go
elsewhere.
* The characters aren't having safe sex because this is fantasy. Please use
condoms when you have sex.
* Post this story freely and widely, but please include my email credit if
you do.

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>From Chapter 4:

"Shoot in my crack, dipshit!," Mike said. I brought my cock up to his ass
and continued shooting my second load onto it, his cum still stuck to my
face. After I was finished, I continued eating, content as a cat with a
saucer of milk. Mike was right. He had changed me forever.

After Mike had me eat all of our cum, we got dressed. "I'm glad I faked that
ham string pull to get out of practice early," he said. I thanked him for
setting up this afternoon. "There's more of those to come, my friend," he
said. We left the room and turned the corner, going into an office with the
coach - a huge stud in his own right - sitting behind the desk.

"Here's the guy I was telling you about, Coach," Mike said. "He's really
eager to be our new equipment manager. I've just been showing him the ins
and outs of the equipment room."

I blushed and smiled and shook the coach's hand and before I knew what was
happening, I was appointed to be the keeper and cleaner of all equipment
worn by the entire wrestling team.

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Chapter 5 - Alex's Shopping Trip

The coach took to me right away. He gave me the team's workout schedule and
the times I needed to be there. Mike was grinning at me the whole time. At
one point when the coach was showing me around, Mike leaned over to me and
whispered, "You're gonna like this more than you know, whore."

As Mike and I walked back to our room together, Mike's cell phone rang.

"When are you gonna get here?," he asked of the person on the phone. After
he got his answer, he said, "Cool. Ask my roommate if you need anything. See
you tonight."

Mike turned to me. "I have to go now. We're going to have a visitor for the
next couple of days. He's from back home, so you treat him nice. Any request
he makes, consider it a request from me - and you know that means it's an
order, cunt."

"As for tonight," he continued. "You need to get a dildo - no bigger than my
cock. I don't want your ass getting all stretched out and sloppy. Starting
at nine, you will be in our room and you will fuck yourself with that dildo
and keep your dick hard. You are NOT to cum until I tell you you can.
Understood?" I nodded my head.

"And one more thing," he said, smirking that sexy fucking smirk of his.
"Starting at nine, the door to our room stays unlocked. Anyone knocks, and
you tell them the door is open and they can come in."

I opened my mouth to protest, then thought of the consequence: no more Mike
dick. I shut my mouth and nodded my head. Mike smiled.

Mike put his hand on the back of my neck and forced my head down. With his
other hand, he had pulled down his work-out shorts. I was looking down at
his dick. We were standing in front of our dorm. We were off in a corner,
but anyone walking in and out could have seen his dick. "Kiss it," he said.

"Mike, I don't know if I can do this here," I started to whine.

"I don't care what you have to do, faggot," he said, a perverted glimmer in
his eye. "Pretend you're tying your shoe. Pretend you dropped something. But
you're gonna kiss your favorite cum deliverer goodbye."

I leaned down and quickly kissed his cock. I could still smell our sex on
it; we hadn't showered. Off to my left, I heard four guys coming towards the
dorm, bouncing a basketball.

"What the hell are those faggots doing?," I heard one say.

"Looks like he's sucking the other guy's cock!," another said.

"No fucking way! No guy would let another guy blow him in fucking public.
That shit's crazy!" I had finished kissing Mike's cock and was standing up
again. Mike was listening to these guys talking and was smirking.

"See, bitch?," he said so only he and I could hear. "Everyone is beginning
to recognize you for the pussybitch that you are. See you tonight."

Mike ran off, heading away from campus. Where the hell was he going all this
time, I wondered. The four basketball guys walked by me, my face red in
shame. Their stares said everything.

I had a couple of hours before nine and I had to get busy. The adult book
store was luckily close to campus, and that was the only place I knew I
could get a dildo. I dropped my backpack off in my room and headed out.

Thankfully, the only people in the store were two guys looking at straight
porn. It took me a while to find the right sized rubber cock. At one point,
when no one was looking, I slipped a display dildo into my mouth because I
couldn't tell if it was the right size. It tasted like sex. After I pulled
it out of my mouth, I looked over my shoulder and the younger of the two
guys was looking directly at me, a look of disgust on his face.

I was getting my cash out to pay when, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a
group of people come into the store. The cashier was just putting the
obscene looking black dildo in the bag when I heard someone say, "What's the
little fagboy getting today?" Blushing furiously, I looked up at who said
it. It was Zak, the guy from class.

"Nothing, Zak. . ." I started.

"Looks like something to me," he said. "Looks like something to put up your
faggoty little ass."

I looked around and realized that Zak was with seven other guys. All had on
t-shirts with a small pin on them. I recognized them as pledge pins from
Sigma Nu, one of the toughest fraternities to get into. The other seven were
looking on, surprised at how Zak was treating me, and how I was letting him
get away with it.

"What the hell are you doing here, anyway?," I asked defensively.

"We are on a scavenger hunt. Part of pledging," he said. "What's your excuse
for buying a huge black dildo?"

"I was. . ." I began. "I was . . .it's kind of funny . . . part of a prank
my roommate. . ."

"Ah, your roommate," Zak said. "The same one who made you eat his ass? That
roommate? Is the dildo for his ass or your ass?"

"It's not . . . I don't know. . . I . . ." This guy was making me so
flustered. Asking me all these fucking embarrassing questions in front of
his fraternity pals.

"Follow me, boys," Zak said. "We'll see if this dildo fits this faggot's ass
like Cinderella's slipper." He grabbed my triceps, hard, and began dragging
me back by the video booths. A couple of Sigma Nus stayed behind and started
getting the items they needed for their scavenger hunt.

"Is this guy really a faggot?," one of the pledges asked Zak. "I've never
seen a real cocksucking fagboy before."

"He let me finger his ass the other day, and blew a huge load in his pants,"
Zak said. "I think it's safe to say he's a faggot." He pushed me into a room
where a video was playing and shut the door behind our little party.

"Drop your pants and open that dildo, fag," Zak said. In spite of my fear of
being discovered and outted to all of these frat studs, I was hard. My pants
puddled around my ankles and I struggled to get the dildo out of the
wrapping.

I felt a strong hand on my lower back, pushing me over. I bent at the waist,
exposing my hole to Zak. "Let's find out if that dildo fits," he said. "Get
it nice and wet after you unwrap it, whore."

I felt his breath on my hole the moment before his tongue dug into my ass.
Zak - this jock stud who could eat whatever piece of pussy he wanted - was
eating my just-fucked ass, in front of his frat pledge brothers.
Involuntarily, I staggered forward and had to brace myself against the wall
with my hand. I held the now unwrapped dildo in my other hand and started
sucking on it, imagining it was Mike's real dick, not this latex substitute.

"What the fuck are you doing, Zak?," one of the pledges asked, horrified.

"Getting the little whore's ass ready for my dick, you dipshit," Zak said.
"You've obviously never fucked anyone in their back door before. You don't
want to kill the bitch, get blood all over the fucking place. Gotta lube it
up first. Done it to my girlfriend a hundred times. She loves my cock up her
shitter."

"I don't know, man," the pledge said. "Seems pretty faggy thing to do."

"Shut your hole right now, Ed, or it'll be my ass that you'll be eating in
front of the entire frat at next Monday's meeting. You know I have the power
to do that." He got back to work, eating my ass like a last meal.

He pulled his face out of my crack. "There's another taste here besides
ass," he said. He slapped my ass, hard. "What the hell is that?"

"Cum," I said. He stuck his nose back into my crack and then stuck his
tongue out, taste testing.

"That is fucking cum," he said. "Your roommate?" I nodded yes.

"I gotta meet the stud that got there first some day," he said. "Now give me
that cock." I handed him the dildo.

The rubber cock was cold against my hole, different from Mike's hot cock and
the warmth of Zak's mouth. The cold made it seem bigger somehow, and I
gasped when the head popped into my ass. Zak reached underneath with his
other hand and began jacking my cock.

"The sign of a true faggot," he said. "Your cock is hard, even getting
fucked by a dildo. You can't disguise that it's about your need for cock in
your ass now. You can't claim that the cock in your ass is to get the other
guy off, because the other guy is a fucking dildo. Your body needs cock in
it, even if it is a fake cock. You fit like a glove around this dick." I
groaned and hung my head low.

The dildo was gone for just a moment and then I felt Zak's hot cockhead
against my dilated hole. Zak took the dildo and pushed it into my mouth. The
flavor of ass and cum and latex flooded my tastebuds and I groaned around my
new gag. I looked to my left and right, and Zak's buddies had their cocks
out, jerking off. Two guys were even jerking each other off. I wondered if
Sigma Nu needed any new pledges this season.

"Your roommate left your hole nice and tight, and he even left some lube up
your ass," Zak said. "I have to meet this guy and thank him for breaking you
in so nice."

Zak pumped his substantial cock in and out of me. Where Mike had been
leisurely, Zak fucked me like a man with something to prove. His quick
thrusts reminded me of a documentary I had seen on rabbits fucking.

"Andy," Zak said, talking to a fellow pledge. "You ever had your ass eaten?"

"No man," said one of the guys beating off solo. Next to Zak, he was the
hottest guy there. "Is it good?"

"Find out for yourself," Zak said. "The faggot loves eating ass."

Andy walked over and pulled the dildo out of my mouth. He dropped his jeans
and his ass replaced the dildo. Andy's ass was squeaky clean. I could taste
a little bit of soap. I usually liked ass after a guy had worked out and
sweated a little bit. What he lacked in flavor he made up for with his
gorgeous ass itself. I could feel his strong glutes mashing against my face.

"Oh, fuck," Andy said. "Feels so fucking good, Zak. So fucking dirty. This
guy's such a filthy whore. I gotta get me a fagboy to eat my ass while I
jerk off every day."

"Told you," Zak said between grunts. "Loves to eat ass." His thrusts were
getting shorter and shorter. "Fucking faggot!," he yelled. "Fucking faggot
tempting me with that tight ass, making me eat it and fuck it. Feels so
good. Gonna cum."

He thrust deep inside me and froze, letting out a deep groan. I felt his
cock twitch in my ass and his seed shoot inside me. He bucked a few times
and threw his head back, cumming in my ass.

Andy heard Zak's grunting and his jerking grew faster. He spun around and
jammed his cock down my throat. By the time I felt his balls slap my chin,
he was cumming down my throat.

"Eat my cum, faggot!," Andy screamed. "Eat my baby batter, cocksucker!" I
swallowed, my throat muscles grabbing and massaging his dick as he orgasmed.
I felt hot fluid hitting my ass and back, and I knew the other pledges were
cumming on me as two of their brothers came inside me.

Zak pulled his cock out of me and plugged my hole with the dildo. "That'll
keep my cum warm for a while," he said. "You leave that in until you get
back to your dorm, or I'll talk to your roommate and make sure you're
punished. Got it?" I nodded yes as Andy's cock slipped from my mouth. All
the guys had left their cum on me and were pulling up their pants again.

"Let's go, boys," Zak said. "See you in class Monday, whore." I pulled my
clothes on as they left.

As I got up to leave, I heard a voice say, "Nice show." The voice came from
a glory hole cut into the wall between booths. "Thanks," I said, having no
idea who this guy was. I left the store, walking as fast as I could with
Zak's cum in my ass, plugged by the Mike-sized black dildo, and Andy's cum
in my stomach.

Cumming next: Part 6 - Alex meets Mike's friend Jeremy

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