POOR COLLEGE KID PART ELEVEN

POOR COLLEGE KIDPART ELEVENby dale10

(This is a fantasy with all characters over 18 years of age. )

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My asshole felt like a burning furnace when Jake finished with me. Of course, he fucked me extra hard and extra brutally. He informed me that that was the way he liked to fuck fresh young virgin cunt when he took an innocent girl for the first time, as hard and rough as he possibly could.  He fucked me for over half an hour. When he got close to shooting, he would pull his huge dick out of my burning asshole and shove it in my mouth for a while. I was ordered not to suck, because he did not want to cum yet, but simply to let him bathe his fuckmeat in my mouth. Can you imagine something so sick? Then, he’d pull out of my mouth and rub his wet, leaking dick and sweaty balls all over my face.

And there was nothing I could do. No way I could fight back or resist. I was being turned from a normal, healthy heterosexual teenage boy into a fucking faggot cocksucker and ass fucked cuntboy. My asshole felt like a tunnel that would never close up. It felt like a gaping hole. When Jake fucked, he did not just pump in and out but he also shoved his hips and thus his big swollen dick from side to side, trying to stretch the hole as much as possible. He put his fingers down to where his prick was inside me and worked them into the asshole along with the prick, so he could stretch the sphincter. I almost blacked out from the pain.  Sweat dripping from his chest and face, he leaned over me, his fucker embedded in me balls deep, and ordered me to thank him for fucking me.

I was almost incoherent from pain and humiliation. I muttered, “Thank you for fucking me, Jake.”  He was not pleased. He slapped my face hard four or five times, until my head was spinning. “Thank you for fucking me, Jake!” I repeated with more energy. He still was not satisfied. ‘THANK YOU FOR FUCKING ME, JAKE” I screamed.

“Where? Where am I fucking you?”  he hissed, grinding his hips into me.

“THANK YOU FOR FUCKING ME IN THE ASSHOLE, JAKE!” I shouted, my voice going hoarse.

“You stupid piece of faggot trash. It’s not an asshole anymore. It’s a cunt. It’s a pussy. “ He slapped me again, hard. My face was on fire and my head spun.

“THANK YOU FOR FUCKING ME IN MY PUSSY, JAKE!”

He still was not happy. He pulled his dick out and began to punch fuck me, slamming the dick head and the full length in and out of my ruptured hole.

“It’s a filthy, dirty, faggot pussy. Now say it right!”  

“I had to get it right to please Jake. I had to get it right for the pain to stop. I had to be totally submissive and do whatever he wanted. “THANK YOU FOR FUCKING ME IN MY DIRTY, FILTHY, FAGGOT PUSSY CUNT, JAKE!” I screamed.

“That’s better.” He smiled, sweat pouring off him onto me. This was his second orgasm. He had already cum once up my hole. My asslips were swollen, but thankfully growing numb. After  unoading his balls up my ass, he pulled out and crawled up to my face to have me clean off his massive, pink, slime coated dick. Was this how most males behaved during sex? I must be a freak, then. I never imagined such violence and animalistic behavior.

He scooted up further, resting his sweat slick asshole on my face.  “TONGUE!” he barked. I knew what he wanted. He wanted my tongue up his wet, musky smelling asshole. He wanted to take me to the point where I was no longer even human. I licked his puckered asslips, and then pushed my tongue up into the asshole itself. It was very wet and dark tasting. I was having trouble just breathing, what with the exhaustion of being ass fucked twice so brutally, and now having my face forced between his muscular ass globes.

“DEEPER, YOU FUCKING FAGGOT HOLE, OR YOU’LL BE SORRY!”

I pushed my tongue as far up his shithole as I possibly could. I pushed my tongue until it hurt at its root. I tried to get my tongue as far up this sadistic young man’s rectum as I could.

“Deeper, Asslick!  Get that tongue deeper. Wiggle it so I can feel it.” It hurt. Believe me, I extended my tongue so far that it really hurt, and then I wiggled it.

Inner ass juice washed over my tongue and into my mouth.  I was nothing now. Not human, not even animal. Even animals don’t do this! I was a mindless ass sucker. I had been reduced to this by this handsome bully.

“DON’T FORGET YOUR FUCKING FAGGOT LIPS. MUST I TELL YOU EVERYTHING?” he growled.  And I used my lips on his asslips as I fucked my tongue in and out of his tight, sweaty asshole. After about ten minutes, my jaw was numb, and my tongue felt ripped from its root. Still he would not let up. Once when I slowed down, he reached back and slapped my ball sack as hard as he could, so hard my head spun. I was not getting enough air with my face between his hard, round ass cheeks.

“That’s where you belong. Up a man’s ass with your tongue. Don’t worry, you’ll get better at it. We’re gonna go on line and arrange an ass eating party for you, where you will get to eat out twenty or thirty male assholes! On the announcement, we’re going to put, ‘PLEASE COME UNWASHED.’ So, you’d better work on making that shit licking tongue of your stronger, cause it’s going to get a workout.” He laughed and bounced on my face.

What must it feel like to know you are a superior male? To be that handsome, that rugged, that sure of yourself. To know you have a big thick dick between your legs and a rock hard, perfectly shaped ass. To know that others will go to wild extremes just to hang with you and be around you. That they will do almost anything to please you. Is it any wonder I began to realize what a loser I was? I had never before thought of myself as a useless loser, but the events of the past week with Jake and his buddies was changing me, teaching me. I had thought about sex a lot, and loved making love with my girlfriend, but these animals lived only for sex. For the dirtiest, filthiest, sickest, most demeaning kind of sex. Did Jake ever make love, I wondered? Or did he just use sex for power and sadistic pleasure?  In his presence, if he spit on you, you were meant to thank him. If he blew his nose in your mouth, you were meant to tell him how delicious it was for a worthless slug like yourself. Because of his power and looks, was his spit special? Was his snot special? Were his piss and his cum special? 

After a while, he grew bored, or the itch up his ass subsided, and he climbed off and got dressed. I lay on the bed, exhausted, my face a glaze of ass sweat. He didn’t speak. He signaled me off the bed, and when I rolled onto the floor, because I was too weak to stand, he ripped the sheet he had put on the bed for our fucking from it and stuffed it into the hamper. That left the old, cum, piss, snot, spit and ass juice sheet and pillow.  He hauled out his dick and took a healthy piss on the sheet and pillow. The smell of fresh piss mixed with that of stale piss. Soon there was a lake of piss soaking into the pillow and sheet.

“Get some rest. You’ll need to be strong and fit tomorrow. But suck my piss out of the sheet and pillow first. I’m going to fuck your ex-girlfriend tonight. I’ll tell her all about how I fucked your faggot ass today, and show her pics. You can’t imagine

how much she loathes you now, all the more so, because she really loved you, until she found out you were a fucking cocksucking, ass-fucked faggot. But don’t worry, me and my buddies can give her all the dick she needs. We’re ging to get her nice and pregnant. And real soon, I’m going to have you join in for a nice threesome. You will get to lick my dick as I pull it out of her cunt and ass.  Your mouth will be our private bidet.  Now get rest. Tomorrow, we are going to visit one of the dorm buildings to entertain the guys!” He turned, and taking the video camera with him, he was gone. Of course, there were still the twenty-four-hour cameras on the ceiling.

I had a terrible crying jag. I could imagine guys and girls watching me and laughing wildly at my weak antics. Then I crawled onto the bed and began to suck Jake’s piss from the already soiled sheet and pillow. I was not just a cocksucker and ass-fucked faggot. I was a piss sucker. In the middle of my piss sucking, I fell asleep. It was a deep, exhausted sleep, and I never woke until I heard the bringing my grandma back home and getting her settled in her bed. I staggered into my bathroom and showered and cleaned as best I could. I could still easily slide two fingers up my asshole. Would It ever close up, I wondered. Had the asshole itself been ruptured first by the dildo show I’d had to perform, and then by Jake ass fucking me. JESUS! I was an ass fucked college freshman! I could never be not ass fucked again. For the rest of my life, I would always have been ass fucked. It was a terrible secret. SECRET? SHIT! JAKE WAS PROBABLY GOING TO STREAM IT ALL OVER THE FUCKING INTERNET, ALONG WITH MY NAME AND PERSONAL INFORMATION.  I sat in the shower, water cascading over me and had another crying jag. I was falling apart.

I put on my robe and went down the hall to visit my grandma. We had a nice long chat, and I felt a bit better. She kept saying how happy she was that I had such nice, new friends, and they were welcome to visit any time. If she only knew that her bedroom was heaven and down the hall, mine was HELL.

I staggered back to my room, and even though my stomach felt weird and my ass burned like hell… not just my ass, but deep into my bowels and guts from Jake’s massive fucker, I decided I had to eat something. Just then, I got a text message, telling me that Jake had left a special treat for dinner for me on the kitchen counter, with a label on it, saying ‘JAKE’S.”

I made my way slowly downstairs, my ass hurting horrible with every step. Once down, I removed my robe to be naked as I had been ordered. Even though no one could see me, I was becoming like a robot… following programming. There on the counter was a covered plastic container. I immediately started to tremble, now doubting almost everyone and everything.

‘PING” Another text.  “Be sure to vid you eating your dinner and forward to me.”  Couldn’t they ever leave me alone? Couldn’t they ever give me a moment’s rest or peace? 

My hands shook as I opened the container. I actually found myself holding my breath in fear. As I suspected, it was awful. The plastic box wall filled with moist dog food. It stank horribly.  I gagged and almost puked.  But that wasn’t the worst. The dog food was covered with a thick sauce of cum!

“PING.”  “NEW PLAN. SO, WE CAN WATCH YOU EAT YOUR DINNER, TAKE IT UP TO THE BEDROOM AND EAT IT IN FRONT OF THE CAMERAS. THAT WAY, ALL OF YOUR NEW FANS CAN SEE YOU EAT IT. YUMMY!”

MINDLESSLY, HOPELESSLY, I TOOK THE CONTAINER UP TO MY ROOM. I SHOWED IT TO THE CAMERA, AND I BEGAN TO EAT GAGGING ALMOST CONSTANTLY.  THE CUM ON TOP WAS THICK AND LUMPY, AND THE DOG FOOD, GREASY. I LIFTED MY HEAD SO THE CAMERAS COULD SEE ME CHEW AND SWALLOW. I OPENED MY MOUTH TO SHOW THEM I HAD SWALLOWED. I WAS BECOMING A GOOD FUCKED-UP FAGGOT.

“PING!”  “DON’T FORGET TO MASTURBATE WHILE YOU EAT, SO SHOW US HOW MUCH YOU ARE ENJOYING IT.”  I PUMPED MY PRICK AND ATE THE FOUL DOG FOOD, CUM MIXTURE. LIKE A GOOD FAGGOT, I LICKED THE CONTAINER CLEAN. I NOW HAD DOG FOOD GREASE AND CUM ALL OVER MY LIPS AND CHIN. I COULD NOT STOP MY BODY FROM TREMBLING. 

I willed myself to calm down. I tried to control my breathing, and quell just a bit the pain in my guts, my asshole, and my head.

“PING!”  “OH, I FORGOT TO TELL YOU, THE CUM ON THE DOG FOOD DINNER WAS THE FINEST CANINE CUM FROM NATE’S DOG RANGER!” 

I puked all over the bedroom floor, my body wracked with convulsions. I lay next to the vomit mess, wailing and moaning by turns, curled up like a fetus.

“PING!”  “OH DEAR, YOU PUKED ALL OVER THE FLOOR. BAD BOY, MATTHEW. GUESS WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO NOW?”