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After my roomates tricked me into sucking off the entire Frathouse as a
prank (really another story!), the weeks that followed what had become
known as the Frat House Suckfest, I got more than my fair share of dick. I
serviced my roomates, Mark and Jim, once or twice every day and my other
roommate Mike a few times a week. In addition, many of my other Frat
brothers used my hot mouth to get themselves off and I was never able to
use the communal shower without getting on my knees for somebody.
As time passed Mark became more and more abusive toward me. He always
addressed me as slut and I really got used to him calling me that. He told
me I was a cocksucking slut because whores charged and sluts wanted cock so
bad that they would do it anywhere for free. As part of his domination
over me, he forced me to keep my pubic hair completely shaved. He said
that it would tell anyone who saw me naked what a cock loving slut I was.
One Friday after classes, he came into the room and announced that we were
going out for the evening together as a reward for all the great cock
sucking I provided that week. He told me to wear my running shorts (I had
a pair of very short running shorts split all the way up the side with no
liner that showed off the bottoms of my ass cheeks) and a tank top. When I
gave him a questioning look he
said, "Just do it Slut." I complied.
We drove for about an hour and he pulled into the parking lot of an
adult bookstore on the outskirts of a large town. It was around 5 o'clock
when we got there and the parking lot was filled with cars. Mark said,
"Well slut the fun is about to begin; let's see how much cock you can pull
down here!" We got out of the car and walked into the store. The front
was full of porno mags, sex toys and movies. We breezed by the clerk and
headed straight for the back of the store, which was set up with movie
booths. We passed through a door and entered a dark area that stunk of
smoke.
As my eyes adjusted, I could see it was filled with men standing around
and leaning up against the walls. Mark told me to follow him and said,
"Let's show 'em the merchandise before we get you down to business." I
followed him, as he made sure we explored every corner of the booth area.
As we passed by, some men grabbed my ass or tried to grab my crotch. I
have to admit, I was very scared. Many of these guys looked filthy and
most all of them were very old compared to my usual 20-year-old crowd.
Finally, Mark settled on a "Couples Booth." It was larger than any of the
others, in the very back of the store and the booth door had been ripped
off the hinges. He said, "Get in here and suck my cock now, let's get the
action going - - take off those rags and give 'em to me!" As usual with
Mark, I complied. I stripped off my
clothes, kneeled down, and starting working his hard cock.
Scared as I was, the scene was extremely hot, the booth reeked of cum,
used rubbers were scattered on the floor which was also wet with cum and I
there I was kneeling in all this filth as I serviced Mark stark naked. I
focused on Mark's hard cock taking all eight inches down my throat to the
pubes hoping to get him off quickly. Mark started moaning loudly, louder
than usual, " Yea suck that cock, take it all." Needless to say, it didn't
take long for us to draw a crowd. I heard someone ask, "May I join?"
Mark, smiled ear to ear as he answered loudly, "Hell Yea! This cocksucker
came here to blow every guy in the place; better get him early while he's
still fresh!"
The words had hardly left Mark's mouth before I was surrounded by hard
cocks. All I could see were men's legs and hard cocks being jerked off or
stuck into my face. Instinctively, I started sucking the nearest cock. I
went into another cocksucking frenzy just as I had at the Frathouse. I
went from cock to cock sucking each one and then moving on to the
next. While I was sucking one cock, others would press in to get a shot at
me. As if it were far away, I heard voices saying, what a slut, I'm going
to blow all over his face, he is such a whore, etc. I truly lost track of
time but all too soon, I heard Mark say, Dale, " I'm getting close, get
ready for your first load of jism!"
Before I could even open my mouth, Mark's cock shot several huge spurts
of cum all over my face and chest. He yelled, "Eat it cockslut, swallow my
cum bitch." I looked up and smiled and swallowed to be greeted with
another load from different cock. Then someone said, "Hose the bitch down
gentlemen; make the slut scream for the cream." Cock after cock began
shooting all over me. I tried to count the loads and then lost track around
eighteen. There were many, many more. After guys shot they were quickly
replaced. I swallowed load after load but I couldn't possibly catch all of
it. Soon my face and hair were covered with gooey sperm, cum was burning
in my eyes, and my chest cock and legs were covered and dripping with
spunk; all I could taste in my mouth was cum and every once in a while I
was belching it up.
After about an hour or so, the line of men finally dwindled. I sucked
off the last few and noticed Mark was gone - - and so were my clothes. I
panicked; Mark had left me cum covered and naked in an adult bookstore.
Just as I was trying to figure out how I was going to get out of this, Mark
appeared, "Well, you really have outdone yourself, what a fucken slut you
are." I smiled. Mark said, "Well cumbucket, the night is young let's get
to your next stop, follow me out to the car." So I did what I did
best...naked and streaked with in dried cum, I follwed him out of the
theater and into the car. But that's my next story.
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