Disclaimer:  You know yada yada yada.  Anyway, you know the

rules.  Don't read this if you are legally not supposed to. 

Check the laws in your area.  This story contains graphic

descriptions of sex between males, whether consensual or

non-consensual.  All characters in this story were dreamt up

in the imagination of the author.  Any resemblance to any

actual people, living or dead, is purely coincidental.  Oh,

and that should lead you to the fact that this is not real. 

But, just in case it doesn't, I will tell you.  This is NOT

real!!  It is only fantasy.  Please do not continue if this

type of story offends you in anyway, or if it may cause

spontaneous human combustion.

Author: The Oral Boy        (Oralboy_a1@hotmail.com)

Subject:        (m/m, Humil, NC, Hypno, Oral, Anal)

Fratboy Slut

Part One:  Hypnotized.

"Ok Jeremy, when I count to three, you will still be under

hypnosis and under my control, but you will become awake and

cheerful."  Scott said to the hypnotized youth.  "You will

then look into the video camera and follow the script that

you have memorized.  Everyone else is ready, and will take

their cue from you.  You will remember to look like you

enjoy this more than anything in the world.  Make sure you

look extra slutty when you play your part."  Scott

instructed his victim.  "When I use the keyword 'cut', you

will return to this state and await further instructions. 

Is that understood?"  Scott instructed his victim.

"Understood, slutty, script."  Jeremy droned out.

"One, two, three."  Scott said as he stepped back with the

camera crew and watched like a director.

Jeremy opened his eyes and perked up.  Then turned toward

the camera and went into action.

"Hi, my name is Jeremy Jenkins, I'm 18 years old and am a

student at Metro State downtown.  My phone number is 555-

2634.  My address is 1351 Oiler road, Arlin, Tx. 23506.  My

email address is JJenkins@hotemail.com.  If you are unable

to find me, you can contact my mother at 555-1056.  Her name

is Sarah Jenkins.  Just tell her how big your cock is and

that it is hard and dripping waiting to unload a huge load

of cum into my hot wet mouth."  Jeremy recited to the

camera, licking his lips sensually.  "Let me give you an

example of what you can have."  The camera zoomed outward to

be able to see his entire body.

Jeremy stood up from his chair and stripped down to his

birthday suite.  He had a nice swimmers build with a nice

golden tan.  He had one of those sexy speedo tan lines,

drawing attention to his supple butt and his ample cock and

balls.  His cock started to get hard immediately, and didn't

stop until it was rock hard and dripping.  (This was

preprogrammed into him.)

He then began to turn around slowly and model his entire

body.  When he had his back to the camera he stopped and

spread his legs.  In a sexy slow motion, he bent over with

his legs straight.  He spread his cheeks with his hands,

exposing his pink love hole.  He looked at the camera

between his legs and said.  "Just think how great it will

feel to ram your big fat hard cock in this ass and fuck as

hard as you can until you fill it up with your wonderful man

cum."  Jeremy said very seductively, puckering his lips and

sending a kiss to the camera before standing back up.

"Now let me show you some of what I can do."  He said, as he

walked over to a table containing a big thick dildo and a

jar of Vaseline.  Then he walked like a tramp over to a foot

stool and strapped the dildo to it.  He then smeared it all

over with Vaseline.

"I have to get myself ready for this."  He said as he

slipped a greasy finger into his ass.  He made sure that he

turned so the camera could see the finger going in and out

of his ass.  After a few moments, he slipped a second and

then a third finger up there.  (He had actually done this

just a few minutes before also, so he was already loosened

up.)  Then he was ready.

Jeremy straddled the foot stool, facing the camera, then

slowly lowered himself onto the dildo.  He had a look of

ecstasy on his face as inch after inch of thick dildo slowly

slid into his virgin asshole.  Had he not been under

hypnosis, this would have never happened so quietly and

easily.  And the look on his face would have that of

anguish, not ecstasy.

Once the dildo was firmly lodged all the way in his rectum,

he started riding up and down on the 10" monster like he was

on a bucking bronco.  (Scott wanted that look, as Jeremy was

a hick type who always dressed and acted the part.)  The

whole time, his 7" cock stayed rock hard and oozing a steady

stream of precum.  After about ten minutes of that, he

suddenly stopped with the dildo rammed all the way up his

ass.

"Whew!  I better stop that before I shoot my load."  Jeremy

said, as his body glistened with sweat and he breathed

heavily.

"But that's not all."  He added, as if he were selling some

kitchen gizmo during the holidays.  "Come here you sexy

thing you."  He said as he looked off camera and gestured

with his finger for someone to come over to him.

A naked stud with a cock that hung 6 1/2 inches limp walked

up to Jeremy.  The camera made sure to never film the stud

from the chest up.  You could see part of his pecs, but that

was it.

"Mmmm, Mm!  Would you just look at that there steak!"  He

said in a southern drawl.

"No, seriously gentlemen.  I wanted you also to see how you

will be treated when you come over to my place, and present

your cock to me as a meal."  Jeremy said, staring straight

into the camera and cooing link a two-bit whore. 

Jeremy leaned forward and took the cock into his mouth and

sucked it all the way into his throat.  He pressed his face

firmly into the stud's pubic bone.  You could see the

suction as Jeremy's cheeks were sucked in.  You could also

see his Adam's apple moving up and down as he worked the

cock.  He remained completely buried in the stud's crotch

until his face was just starting to turn red and his throat

was moving slower.  He then pulled out to reveal a thick 9"

rock hard cock.

"I love it when a cock gets hard in my throat."  The slut

said to the camera before returning to it.

This time, he deep throated it again but also bobbed up and

down on it, with the cock coming almost all the way out of

his mouth with each stroke.

His own cock was still rock hard and dripping.

After a couple minutes of this, he stopped and looked at the

camera.  "Sometimes, I don't quite get the rhythm that the

customer wants.  I know, I know.  It's all FREE, but I still

treat you like my customers and the customer is ALWAYS

right."  He said as if he were running some sort of bed and

breakfast.  "Anyway, like I said, I sometimes don't have it

just right, so feel free at any time to just grab ahold of

my ears or my hair and fuck my face to whatever pace you

want."  He said as he turned back and placed the cock back

in his mouth.

The stud placed his hands on the back of Jeremy's head,

slightly to the side, and rammed his cock all the way down

his throat very hard.  He pulled back out and rammed it back

in again.  Then he started a hard fucking rhythm that made

Jeremy's hair bounce back with each thrust.

The camera showed a great angle of Jeremy with a raging hard

on getting his face royally fucked by a hot stud.  This went

on for about fifteen minutes, then the pace of the fucking

increased for a few strokes.  Then the stud pulled out and

started jacking off, as the camera zoomed in on the face of

Jeremy holding his mouth open and his tongue out, waiting to

receive the stud's hot load of cum.

The audience was not disappointed.  Spurt after spurt of

thick creamy white goo shot out of the stud's cock and into

the waiting mouth of cock slut Jeremy Jenkins.  The stud

shot 7 wads of cum into his mouth before it was over.  You

could see Jeremy swallow it all down before sucking the

remainder from the stud's cock, then licking his finger

clean.

"Mmmm!  Delicious!!! Jeremy said as he turned his head

toward the camera.  "I bet yours is just as good."  He said

as he slowly licked his lips.  The camera then started to

slowly zoom back out.

"I could just cum right now, but I want to save it for

later.  There should be several guys waiting at my house

right now and they like to see me shoot.  I hate to keep

customers waiting.  Remember, call me or stop by anytime,

day or night.  Everyone has permission to answer the phone,

so if I have a cock lodged in my throat, I'm not going to

pull it out to answer the phone.  So, just leave a message

or ask for directions.  See you there."  He said, as the

camera faded to black.

"And cut."  Scott said, which returned Jeremy to his

motionless, expressionless, suggestive state.

"Ok Jeremy.  When I count to three, I want you to get off of

that dildo and go over there to the bathroom and clean

yourself up.  When you are finished, return here and get

dressed and wait for further instructions.  You will feel

refreshed and normal, you will just be waiting for

instructions.  One, two, three."

Jeremy rose off of the dildo and did as instructed.

"Now Jeremy.  When we are through with our session today,

you will remember nothing of what happened in here.  You

will forget it forever.  Do you understand?"

"Forget, forever."

"Very good.  No matter what happens, even if you are

hypnotized by someone else, you will not be able to remember

what happened in this room.  You will not even know that you

were in this room.  In fact, you will not even remember this

room existed.  When we leave this room, it will no longer

exist in your mind.  Do you understand?"

"No room, can't remember."

"Good, let's go back into the other room now."  Scott said,

as they walked back to the adjoining room in the school's

medical building.

"Now sit back down in the chair you were in.  Good boy.  Now

tell me, Jeremy, where were you just before you sat in that

chair just now?"  Scott could see a confused look on his

subject's face.  "Great!"  He thought to himself.

"Never mind Jeremy.  Forget the question.  Now, I am going

to count to three, and then snap my fingers.  When I snap my

fingers, you will reawaken and feel just as you did when you

came in here.  When you leave, you will believe that you

were never under my control at all.  You will think that our

little experiment didn't work.  You will return to your

normal straight self, with not so much as one homosexual

bone in your body.  Do you understand?"

"Understand.  Was not hypnotized."  Jeremy quietly said.

"Alright Jeremy, one, two, three."  Then he snapped his

fingers.

"Well? How do you feel?"  Scott asked.

"You are my master."  Jeremy droned out before he broke out

laughing.  "I feel like I'm an idiot for thinking that you

had a snowball's chance in hell of hypnotizing me."  He said

as he laughed.

"Shit!"  Scott exclaimed as he walked over and pressed a

button on the intercom.  "Jeff, come in here."

A door to another room opened and in walked a good looking

young guy of about 19 or 20.  "What's up?"  He asked.

"Well, it didn't work at all.  I thought I had him under,

but apparently I didn't.  I guess it's back to the drawing

board."  Scott said with disgust in his voice.  Both Jeff

and Scott shook their heads in disappointment.  They were

both students in psychology here at the university.  They

were also best friends.  Jeremy, however, was Scott's former

roommate before Scott ended up moving in with Jeff at a frat

house.

"Well boys, I've had enough fun for today.  I think I'm outa

here."  Jeremy said as he got up, realizing that they

weren't going to get anywhere today.  "Maybe next time

buddy, of course I'll have to charge you more if you are

just going to bore me and waste my time.  Now where's that

fifty bucks you promised me?"

Scott reached into his pocket, pulled out the money and

slapped it into Jeremy's hand.  Jeremy laughed and walked

out the door.

"Wow, unfucking believable."  Jeff exclaimed.  "I mean I

knew you were getting good, but I had no idea you were that

good.  He's straight as an arrow and he practically begged

me to fuck his face.  Oh and what a mouth that was.  This is

going to be fun.  I still can't believe he didn't even look

at me with a hint of recognition."  Jeff marveled.

"Yep my friend, this is going to be a whole lot of fun." 

The greatest part is that we are going to be able to turn

him into our little sex slave, and we won't be hypnotizing

him to do it.  We will get to torture him by blackmailing

him with this video."  Scott was exuberant.  They both high-

fived each other as they laughed.

End of part one.

If you have any comments or suggestions, please email me at

Oralboy_a1@hotmail.com.

Disclaimer:  You know yada yada yada.  Anyway, you

know the rules.  Don't read this if you are

legally not supposed to.  Check the laws in your

area.  This story contains graphic descriptions of

sex between males, whether consensual or non-

consensual.  All characters in this story were

dreamt up in the imagination of the author.  Any

resemblance to any actual people, living or dead,

is purely coincidental.  Oh, and that should lead

you to the fact that this is not real.  But, just

in case it doesn't, I will tell you.  This is NOT

real!!  It is only fantasy.  Please do not

continue if this type of story offends you in

anyway, or if it may cause spontaneous human

combustion.

Author: The Oral Boy        (Oralboy_a1@hotmail.com)

Subject:        (mm+/m, NC, Humil, Hypno, Oral, Anal)

Note:  Not too much sex in this one, but part

three will get a lot heavier.

Fratboy Slut

Part Two:  Blackmailed.

It was Friday afternoon.  Two days had passed

since Jeremy had been hypnotized by Scott.  He had

absolutely no recollection of the ordeal at all. 

He finished classes for the day about 1:00 in the

afternoon.  His roommate John was out of town for

the weekend, visiting his parents.  John often

left on weekends, so Jeremy usually knew he had

the place to himself.

Jeremy closed the door to his dorm room, and

noticed a video camera on a tripod standing next

to the television, pointed at the arm chair.  He

just shrugged it off, thinking his room mate must

have put it there, and he just didn't notice it

this morning.

He also noticed a video tape and a note lying on

his bed.  'That's odd.'  He thought to himself. 

That couldn't have been there this morning.  So he

picked up the note.

"Jeremy.  It is very important that you follow

these instructions to the letter.  Watch this

video.  Make sure to watch the entire thing. 

Then, after you have watched it, call this number

and I will give you further instructions."

That was all the note said, except for a phone

number and some web address.  'What the hell is

this?'  He wondered to himself.  At first, he

figured it was his room mate, but he isn't going

to be anywhere where Jeremy can call him?  'It's

got to be some sort of a frat joke or something.'

He plugged the tape into the VCR and pressed play

on the remote, as he sat in the arm chair to watch

what was on it.

"Hi my name us Jeremy Jenkins...'What is this?' 

He thought as he watched himself say his name,

address and other information.  Then he froze!

Jeremy's jaw dropped open and he hardly even

blinked as he watched the disgusting fag stuff he

saw on the video.  He couldn't believe his eyes. 

That couldn't have been him.  There was just no

way in hell!  It was all he could do to stomach

the homo stuff these two guys were doing, but he

had to focus real good to see how they put his

face on the guy.  When it ended, he still just sat

there slack jawed and didn't move, as the hiss of

the blank tape filled the room.

Finally, he snapped to and rewound the tape and

watched in horror one more time, himself

performing the horrible homosexual acts on this

video.

He thought this had to be come kind of trick.  He

never did any such thing.  But, it looked exactly

like him, not just the face, but he recognized his

own body as well!  All the personal information

was correct also.  He could not believe that he

took that big dildo up his ass all the way like

that, nor that he could swallow that cock and that

cum like that.

After watching the tape for the fifth time, trying

to see if he can figure what the hell was going

on, he decided he better call the number from the

note.

"Hello Jeremy."  The voice on the other end said.

"Who the hell is this and what the fuck is going

on!"  Jeremy demanded.

"Calm down now.  Things will go a lot easier if

you just calm down and act respectfully."  The guy

said very calmly.

"Fuck you!  How can I calm down after what I just

saw??  How the fuck did you do that?  Tell me what

the fuck is going on!"  Jeremy hollered into the

phone.

'Click' was all he heard.  "Oh shit!"  He thought

to himself, then he hit redial on the phone.  The

phone rang and rang, but nobody answered.  He then

tried manually dialing the number again, but still

no answer.  "Fuck!"  He shouted as he slammed the

phone down.

He watched the tape one more time, looking for

clues.  None.  He read the note again, and saw the

web address again.  "What the hell."  He figured.

He turned on his computer, got online and went to

the website from the note.  He got a real cold

feeling and a pain deep in the pit of his stomach. 

There online, was a streaming video of himself

sitting at his computer looking back and forth

between the computer screen and the video camera

on the tripod.  That was when he noticed that a

little red light was lit on the camera.  Just

then, the phone rang.

Jeremy quickly answered it, thinking it might be

the guy doing this to him.  He was right.

"I see you are aware of the camera.  Are you ready

to discuss this calmly yet?"  The guy asked in a

real mellow voice.

Jeremy took a deep breath and was about to holler

at this mother fucker again, but stopped himself. 

He thought he better play it cool for a while,

until he can figure out what is going on.

"Yes."  Was all he said, as he gritted his teeth.

"Good.  Now let's see.  Hmmm, where to start." 

Scott said in a playing tone.  "Oh, I know.  How

about we start at the beginning."  The said, then

sort of chuckled.  This did not amuse Jeremy at

all!

Jeremy just remained silent and waited for this

guy to reveal to him what the hell this was all

about.

"Well, for starters, this is Scott.  I can't

believe you can't recognize my voice.  You see, my

dear friend Jeremy, the other day when you were in

the lab, you actually did get hypnotized by me.  I

know you thought that was bullshit and it didn't

work, but you were very wrong.  Yes, that really

is you in the video.  I know you don't have any

memory of it, but trust me.  It really happened." 

Scott continued filling Jeremy in on some of the

facts.

"So, is this just some sick joke or what?"  Jeremy

asked.

"No, Jeremy it's no joke.  I intend to use this

video to get you to do everything I want.  Of

course, if you don't mind thousands and thousands

of horny men having a copy of this video, along

with your personal information including your

mother's, then we are probably already done." 

Scott said to the shocked kid.

"What do you mean thousands of horny men?"

"Well, take a look at the website.  You will see a

link there titled Jeremy's Introduction.  Go ahead

and click on it."  Scott instructed.

Jeremy hesitated, then did and he was taken to

another page with a movie clip showing the exact

same thing on the screen as he saw on the video

tape.  In addition, there were still shots of him

from that video and a little paragraph stating the

same thing that he had said in the opening of the

video, including all of his personal information. 

He turned and stared at the camera.

"Don't worry, this is a members only site and so

far there are no members.  Well, except for a few

of my friends.  But you don't need to worry

yourself about them."  Scott announced.

"What do you mean.  Who else knows about this? 

Why the fuck are you doing this?"  He demanded. 

Listen you little fuck.  I'm going to come over

there and kick you fucking ass!  You're going to

wish you were dead!"

'Click'

Jeremy got up and headed for the door.  He was

going to go back down to the lab kill this

asshole.  As he approached the door, he saw the

little red light on the camera again.  He moved

toward it, and was going to smash it.  But, his

inner senses got ahold of him and made him stop

and think.  He paused and looked back at the

computer screen, then at the tv, then back at the

camera.

He took another deep breath, and told himself to

calm down.  He realized that if he pushed it, then

this video would be all over the place, and he we

ruined.  He decided he had better keep hold of his

temper and at least see what Scott wanted from

him.

He picked up the phone, and tried the number. 

Same as before, no answer.  Again and again he

tried it.  After about an hour, he started to get

nervous.  He looked at the pc screen and the

camera again.  He clicked on the back button of

his browser and he was back at the live shot of

himself.

"Ok, Ok.  What do you want from me."  Jeremy asked

as he looked straight into the camera.

But, the phone didn't ring.  So, he tried calling

again.  Success!

"The first thing I want you to do is put me on

speaker and set the phone down."

"Why."  Jeremy questioned.

"Just do it!  It's real simple Jeremy.  The rules

that is.  All you have to do is do exactly as I

say, when I say it.  Any hesitation or refusal

will result in punishment.  The punishment will

usually be adding additional STRANGERS to the

website membership and/or distributing copies of

video performance.  It depends on how bad you mess

up, as to how many people get to discover your

little secret."  Scott explained to Jeremy.

'Fuck.'  He was had and he knew it.  He already

figured out that Jeff was in on this also.  So,

just getting Scott would not take care of it.  Not

to mention that he had no idea who else knew about

this.  He was so embarrassed, that he couldn't

really think about it.

Jeremy pressed the speaker button and said.  "Now

what?"

"Take off all your clothes."  Scott instructed.

"Oh come on man."  Jeremy protested.

"Look!  One more word from you, and I will send a

copy of this tape your girlfriend!"  Scott

hollered.

"Ok, Ok!"  Jeremy said as he started removing his

shoes and socks.  Then he removed his t-shirt

revealing his tanned smooth chest and flat

stomach.  Off came his pants showing his shapely

tanned legs.  He stopped and stared at the camera

as he stood there in his boxers.

"Everything I said."  Scott reminded him.

Jeremy took a deep breath and with a look of

resignation, hooked his thumbs in the waist band

and slid them down and off.

"Good boy.  Very nice."  Scott said with a tone

that made Jeremy realize that this guy had the

upper hand.

He could feel his face flush with embarrassment. 

He never felt so humiliated in his life.  Here he

was, an adult in college and being forced to do

things and be treated like he was some sort of

kid.

"Ok.  Now for ground rule number one.  That is how

you are to be dressed at all times when you are in

your room.  From now on!  Got it?"  Scott said

with a stern tone.

"No way!  I have a room mate.  What do you mean

from now on?  How long is this going to last?"  He

said with fear and confusion.

"Don't you worry about John. I'll take care of

that.  You just worry about doing what you're

told.  I have a tape all packaged up and addressed

to Helen (Jeremy's girlfriend).  Should I put it

in the drop box now?  Or are you going to stop

fucking arguing with me?  Just to show you I'm not

fucking around here, I just sent an invitation to

Mr. Alcore.  You know him, he's your English

teacher.  Everyone knows that dirty old man is

gay, and he is just going to love your site." 

Scott said in a huffy tone.

"You wouldn't?"

"I already did!!"

Jeremy just froze and stared in disbelief.  He had

no idea where to go or what to do.  His world was

ending right in front of him.

"Now, are you going to cooperate or do I just send

this off and invite one of your neighbors to the

site?"  Scott asked Jeremy in a 'you know you have

to do it' tone.

Jeremy just kinda bowed his head in defeat.

"Ok then.  As I was saying, you are not allowed to

wear anything in your dorm room.  You will undress

outside your door, before you open it.  You will

also get dressed outside your door after you have

closed and locked it.  Understood?"  Scott

finished explaining ground rule number one.

Jeremy didn't like that at all, but knew he had

better do it.

"Now pick up your clothes and put them in your

room, then come back and sit in the chair."

Jeremy decided that he would just play along and

wait for his chance to get out of this whole mess. 

So, he complied with Scott's orders and now sat

naked in his arm chair.

"Good.  It looks like you're learning.  Don't

worry, you'll get used to it.  Now, I want to

watch you jack off.  Get your cock good and hard

for me."  Scott said sort of seductively.

Jeremy hesitated a little, and then decided that

jacking off was nothing compared to what had

already been filmed.  So, he reached down and

grabbed hold of his cock, not wanting to piss off

Scott.  He started stroking it.  It was totally

limp, but still 4 inches.  He stroked it, but it

wasn't responding.

"Go ahead and close your eyes and pretend that

Helen is doing a striptease in front of you." 

Scott said in a soft soothing voice.

Jeremy did this and sure enough, his cock came to

life.  He had a great vision of his beautiful

girlfriend pulling her top up and off of her

breasts.  His cock became rock hard.  It was a

full 9 inches, and nice and thick.  His hefty

balls hung low in their sack, nicely covering the

view of his butt between his legs.  He had a nice

patch of pubic hair around his cock, and a thin

little love line going up to his navel.  (Man is

he hot!!)  A drop of precum formed at the tip of

his cock.

"You're doing just fine Jeremy.  I want to see you

shoot your load all over yourself.  Yeah, that

feels real good doesn't it."  Scott continued and

that soothing soft voice.

Jeremy had worked himself up pretty good.  His

mind had Helen totally nude now.  She was rubbing

her fingers around her nipples.

Scott could tell by the look on Jeremy's face that

he was getting close.  "That's a good boy Jeremy. 

You're doing real good."

Then all of the sudden Jeremy moaned real loud and

rope after rope of hot cum shot out of his hard

cock and landed on his chest and stomach.  He shot

seven times before his orgasm subsided.

"That was very good.  Now turn the video tape back

on and watch it.  What ever you do, don't stop

that tape.  Good, now I want you to start stroking

your cock again."  Scott ordered.

Although he was spent, he knew he had to comply. 

He started stroking.  Just then, there was a knock

at the door.  He froze and looked to the phone.

"Ok, Jeremy now listen very carefully.  No matter

what, don't stop that tape, don't stop watching

it, and don't stop stroking your cock, or it will

be the tape to Helen, and 5 more invites to the

site!  Got it."  Scott instructed trying to make

sure that Jeremy knew the score.

There was a second knock on the door.

Now, say come in.  I'm not going to talk, but I

will be watching.  So, don't screw this up.  Just

keep doing what I told you, you can only stop

stroking   When you are asked to sign the paper. 

Now, tell them to come in."  Scott ordered.  He

almost laughed as he saw Jeremy's lip quiver.

"Come in."  He said, as he slowly stroked his cock

and watched the video.  A tear ran down his cheek,

as he was so devastated.

The door opened, and in walked a UPS guy carrying

a package.

"Delivery for Mr. Jenkins."  The driver said,

before he saw the spectacle in front of him. 

There sat a college kid with cum all over him,

stroking his cock as he watched the video.  He

looked at the video and saw the same kid's face on

there just before the kid thrust himself onto that

huge dildo.

The driver was disgusted.  He sat the box down and

said.  "Look man I just need a signature, then

I'll get out of your little fag world!  Sign

here."  He said as he walked over to the

humiliated youth.

It was easy for Jeremy to keep watching the video,

as he did not want to look this guy in the eye. 

He stopped stroking his cock long enough to sign

the pad and then went back to stroking his now

limp cock.

The driver stomped out of the dorm and slammed the

door.

Jeremy never felt so humiliated in his entire

life.  But, if he only knew of the things to come!

End of part two.

Oralboy.

Again, there will be more sex in part 3, and a lot

more humiliation.

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