Becoming My Flatmates Bitch

Becoming my flatmates' bitch – part 26 -------------------------- m/M, CFNM, college, reluctance, cum drinking, non-reciprocation, mild domination (one-way sex).

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I dreamt of pussies. Yes, finally. My obsession was now so over the board I could at last dream of something that was not related to dicks. I wanted to become a man again. I wanted not to be a slave to Brian anymore. I was sick of him and his games. I didn't deepthroat his dick that night, so he cut my internet. It was a cheap reward for such a difficult task as putting his dick deep down my throat. I needed to overcome that moment of my life, and Adam would be my way out of it. He had fucked my ass before, but now he would turn me into the fucker. I was excited.

On the next day, I didn't expect Adam to come and invite me for the ride of my dreams, but he did come to my room.

"Hey, I saw the picture you took of the glass. I think the chicks are quite satisfied with that. I guess you're a step closer to meeting them. Is that what you want?"

"Hell yeah. That's all I think about."

"But I need to warn you first. They ain't like other women you may have seen and hanged out with before. They are strong chicks with very strong minds and character. It's not easy to please them."

"What do you mean?" I asked a little worried. Well, I was a virgin guy (in what concerns straight sex), and in my dreams I would dominate the women who were with me. Well, maybe dominate isn't the right word, but I'd like to fuck them like a dog, and not let them ride me. That's how I wanted it to be, but what could women with `very strong minds and character' want.

"They won't let you do whatever you want. They'll set the rules that you'll have to play by."

"Like what?" I wanted to know more so I could prepare myself.

"Like I don't know. We have to be there to know what they have in mind. They can ask anything from you. But I'm warning you they're not into vanilla sex. They like it rough and if you're not strong minded, they're gonna dominate you. Before you realize you'll be on your knees doing whatever they want. That's what I'm saying. You still game?"

I was worried, but should I let this chance go because of my concerns? I thought I would never forgive myself if I did. What could I do?

"Course I am" I answered not sure of what I was saying.

"Sure?" he insisted.

"Course I'm sure. Just take me there and I'll be fine."

"Good. I'll let them know."

The fact is I would probably have said `no' if Brian wasn't part of my life. But he was, and I wanted to set myself free from his hands. I've been dragging myself lower and lower every time I was asked if I wanted to get rid of him. But I've come to conclude that I could only do that if I convinced myself I was as a straight man as I was before meeting him. If I were asked whether I was straight or not, I'd say I was, but deep inside I'd wonder. What other reason would I have to keep filling in online surveys to check my sexuality if I didn't doubt it? I wanted to know what I was, and I had to meet these chicks to be 100% sure.

"Great. Let them know I'm coming and I ain't easy either."

Adam grinned like I've never seen. Was he hiding something? It wasn't part of his personality to tell lies, but he wouldn't be lying if they were strong-minded girls as he said. I was the one trapping me in if I put myself in that situation. The grin meant `don't say I didn't warn you.' I just didn't want to believe that was the case.

Later that day, Adam came back to me saying it was time. I didn't see Brian the whole day. Actually, I saw him leaving just after my talk with Adam. He didn't talk to me, just made a gesture with his hands, mimicking a blowjob. I still didn't have my internet. I had to deepthroat him to have it back.

Geez,' I thought, I have to fuck these chicks and get rid of him for good.'

Before leaving he still had time to grab his crotch as if offering it to me. I didn't want to think about it, but his dick wasn't that bad. I mean, it looked ok for a dick, but Adam's looked even better. Kurt was in between, and Alex's looked different but had the best flavour. Was I thinking too much about dicks? Of course! That's all I've been working with for how long already? What else would I think about? But after that day, I'd only think and dream of pussies. I promised me that as if we could decide what to dream about.

Adam put me in his car and drove me to another part of the campus where we found the buildings for women. The university was too old and accepted women not too long ago. Before that, it was a sports campus only for men. Now women had a few buildings only for themselves. They looked much better than the one I lived in.

Adam buzzed the interphone and we were allowed into the building. The first floor had a few common areas, kitchens and a big staircase that led to the other floors. We went to another common area on the second floor that was a bit more private than the one downstairs. There was a big door that led inside and no glasses which made it not visible from outside.

Into the room, I found a big area with a pool table on one side, a red U-shaped couch on the other and a TV on the front. That's my first impression of the room. I didn't see anything else when my eyes met with Jeff's and Stella's. I froze. On their side, I found other three women and a strong, big man, strong muscles from head to toes.

"What's going on?" I asked Adam.

"Relax, I'll explain it all to you." He started. "I think you know Jeff and Stella, right?" They waved at me and I waved back with a fake smile. "That one there is Clara, Jenifer, Amanda and Ted on the couch." Ted looked terrifying. The chicks were alright. Clara moved to where Ted was and kissed him on the lips sensually. The kiss alone made me hard. Would my first time be an orgy? With Jeff?

Jenifer came to where Adam was and kissed him as erotically as the other couple, even Jeff and Stella. As they all kissed, and I felt left alone, I took my time to look around and found a big photograph, maybe as big as a magazine poster, on the wall where I saw an Asian girl in front of the sign of a city called "Alice Springs." On the bottom it read "I'll miss you all."

Amanda was the only one who was not kissing anyone. She would look at us sometimes, but usually she would focus her eyes on me before looking at her phone.

"So, these are the chicks I wanted you to meet" Adam continued. "They are very kinky as you can see, so you better be ready for them."

"You can be sure I am" I don't know where these words came from, when I meant `get me the hell out of here.'

Brian was the reason, I focused. But I was so afraid of those women; they terrified me more than Brian. What would they do to me? I was soon to find out.

Clara came to me with a mobile in her hand. She showed me the picture I took of a glass full of cum.

"Did you do this yourself?"

That was the story I told them. Adam would be so disappointed if I said otherwise. I couldn't say the truth now in front of everyone. Adam would feel ashamed. Gosh!

"Yeah. Of course!" I've never been this positive in my whole life.

"So, you wouldn't have any problem and do it again" Jenifer came with a glass like the one in the picture. "But now you'd let us watch you, wouldn't you?"

"I don't know if I can do this in front of everyone like this." I sounded uncomfortable for the first time.

"It's ok. We can help you" Jenifer said it so close to my ear I felt her breath heating my skin and I had goose bumps. My dick was also responding positively and even more when she touched it over my jeans. "I see you're ready. I thought you'd need one of the blue ones." She should be referring to Viagra.

"So, how do you want to start? Do you want to sit down, or will you fill the glass from where you are?" Clara asked.

"I... I don't think I can do that..."

"Why not?" she inquired more incisively.

"I'm shy, that's why," that was partly true.

Jenifer came from behind and put the Viagra in my mouth and gave me a glass of water to wash it down. Was it a real Viagra? I had no idea. "This will help you relax."

"Or not" Stella said for the first time. That's when I turned my sight to Stella and Jeff.

"What are you doing here?" I asked them.

"Well, we were invited, and we came."

I looked at Ted.

"I'm another guest here. They're the bosses" he pointed to the chicks. "Listen, I've heard a lot about you. You seem quite fascinating. I wonder if you can fill this glass as you say. If you do, I bet the chicks here will make your day very worthy."

I was sweating. Jenifer unbuckled my jeans. I tried to hold it up, but Clara helped her to pull it down together with my underwear. I was half naked, with a hard cock in my hand. They helped me out of my clothes.

"Don't worry" Adam said as soothing as before. "You're here for what anyway?"

`Not to be made fun of' I thought.

Jenifer took my dick in her hands and started jerking me off. It was so damn good. I couldn't believe I have a chick touching my cock for the first time in my life. And not only her. Clara came soon on my other side and helped her milking me. My knees were shaking. They were using some kind of lotion so their hands were very slimy.

`Fuck, I'm coming"

"This is going faster than I imagined." Clara stated.

Jenifer got the glass closer to my dick and I let it all in. I thought I'd cum litres, but not much came out of my dick. It was too fast to make enough jizz. No one was impressed.

"I don't think you'll cum enough and fill it to the top." Jenifer was dubious.

"Yeah" Adam cut in. "I don't know what you did last time you filled that glass, but whatever that was, you're doing it wrong now."

Do you know when you're trapped and want to run away? That's how I felt. I'd have to do something to show I wasn't lying. I looked at Jeff. I couldn't think of how to start telling them the mystery behind the amount of cum in that glass.

"I can cum more," I said.

"Right now?" Clara asked.

I wasn't very comfortable. I was the only one naked there. All eyes watching every movement of my body.

"There's something... Can I talk to you in private?" I asked Adam.

"Whatever you have to tell me you can tell here. You can trust these guys."

"I don't know how to start."

"Just start from the beginning then." Jeff said as friendly as always.

"I need to have a stimulus there... It's so hard to say..."

"Here?" Jenifer asked when her fingers touched my ass. "You don't need to be shy about it. A lot of guys like it when we play with their assholes."

"A lot don't, but we're all different, right?" Adam said. I knew he wouldn't be in that class of men because he's said it to me before. No one had ever played with his ass.

"Listen, I have a proposition to make" Clara started. "Our men here like to fuck ass, but we don't like to take it in our holes. You know what I mean, right?"

I surely did, but I couldn't understand what she could possibly want from me.

"We will keep adding up cum to the cup whenever you cum, and you gonna have all stimuli you want as these men fuck your little pucker here" Jenifer finished; her fingers still touching my hole.

"You can't be serious, right? I just needed a vibrator or something. Nothing too big; it's just the stimulus I need to cum more..."

"I understand, honey" Stella said from the other side. "But why don't we help each other out? These guys are the best fuckers you'll ever find. They like to fuck assholes, but we don't take it in the ass. You like to have people playing with yours. They fuck you and you get off. You fill the glass then you can play with our pussies. Everyone wins."

"Dude, it's ok. I've fucked you already. I know how bad you want this. All you gotta do is get on your knees on that couch and let us fuck you. You'll be in heaven, I promise you that." Adam smiled.

"I don't know..."

Jenifer decided to induce me. She lowered her shorts and showed me her shaved pussy. It looked like heaven indeed. All I had to do was to get fucked and then I'd be allowed to be the alpha for a change.

"This is what you want, isn't it? You'll be getting plenty of this, honey. But since we know you like it in the ass so much, why don't you let them fuck you first?"

Ted stood up and came to me. He pulled me by the arm and took me to the couch. He didn't hurt me, but I felt he wasn't as patient as Adam.

"Tell me you don't want me to fuck you right now. Make me believe in you. But I doubt you can. I've seen guys like you. I know you think of cocks, you may even dream of them. Look at this."

Ted fished out his semi-hard dick and I was speechless. That dick looked perfect. I should be more impressed with his dick than Jenifer's pussy, I must admit.

"Let me play with you a little bit, ok? If you don't like it, you let me know. But I'm sure you'll ask for more once I'm done with you."

He pulled me to the couch, so my knees were planted on the base and my arms rested on top of the backrest. He took me out of my jacket, lifted my t-shirt and then ripped it off. I wanted to complain, but his mouth was suddenly quite close to my ear and I had those goose bumps again. "Relax." I felt his dick touching my ass and something like lube was squeezed in my hole. It was cold, but he spread it quickly and it warmed up.

"Do you wanna cum like the little bitch you are?" he asked.

I didn't know what to answer. Well, I did want to cum but not like a little bitch. I felt like speaking out, but I was intimidated by Ted who I have never seen before.

Adam approached my head with his handsome face. For one second, I thought he'd try to kiss me. Would I let him? Of course, he wouldn't kiss me, he just wanted to get a little closer.

"Look at me. I want you to say everything that comes to your mind. This must become the experience of your life. This day will change your life for good. So, answer Ted, will ya?"

By this time, I started to sweat. I was becoming a little drowsy. Adam's face was becoming blurry, and my body was getting increasingly sensitive to their touch. I had goose bumps.

Ted was painting a picture on my ass with his dick by now. "Will you be a good bitch?" he insisted.

I didn't know what I could say in that situation. I did want to move on though, so I answered with a fading question. "Yes...?"

"Yes? Will you be a good bitch? Are you a bitch?"

"I don't know. I'm..."

"Relax, Chad." Adam started again. "Remember, this is the day you'll become a different person. After this day, your mind will have a different configuration. You need to let go your older self, so your new one can flourish. D'you understand?"

"Yes, sir" I don't know where that `sir' came from, but it felt natural given my position at the time he asked me that.

"Will you cum for me?" Ted asked from behind.

"Yeah..." I was somehow still thinking about that stupid cup.

"Good" his dick was now focused on my pucker and he started pressing it into me. It was so slimy; I didn't feel it hurting whatsoever. My ass was getting used to so much dicking. It was natural.

"Do you see cocks when you're dreaming?" Ted asked.

"Yeah." I laughed. It was spontaneous. Suddenly, I felt like I was so out of myself I laughed hard. "I see dick all the fucking time."

Ted laughed too. My laughter didn't scare him. On the contrary, his dick was getting deeper into my ass. My laughter turned into a loud moan.

"You know you have a nice pussy for a boy, don't you?" Ted continued.

I didn't have a pussy. I wanted to protest. But he was doing it so right, I didn't know how to say otherwise.

"A pussy? No..."

"Yeah, it's a pussy. See? I'm fucking it right now. Do you still feel like fucking chick's pussies when all you want is dick?" That was a difficult question to answer when I was spacing out.

"I think so."

"Why d'you lie to yourself?" Ted asked the one million question.

"Coz I'm fucking straight." I laughed as it sounded obvious. But as his dick penetrated me deep again, and another moan. "Fuck!"

"You don't look straight to me." He held me by the hair. "I'll fuck you dry now. Can you feel my dick deep inside you?"

"Yeah. You could kill someone with that dick." I could never imagine myself saying that to anyone.

"So, squeeze my cock with your hole." He made the word `cock' sound very appetizing. I did as he demanded, and my body shivered. He moved in and out, slowly at first, but much faster after a while.

Was I being easy? Should I have fought? My eyes met Adam's again. He was smiling. I was happy too.

"Do you want a cock to suck?" he asked me so nice I thought he was asking me whether I wanted a popsicle.

It was his cock. It was Adam. I nodded. I could pretend I was straight, but I had obligations with this man. That was a feeling that I never grasped. Adam had this effect over me.

"Nice."

He stood up, unzipped his pants and his hard cock was ready in front of me to be sucked. I started by licking the head, lapping up all the juices that were leaking from its head and then put it all in my mouth.

Ted and Adam were great fuckers, and I felt I wanted more. My dick was responding so nice I was soon groaning like a little bitch. Jenifer came with the glass and collected more cum that poured from my cock. The point is I wasn't even hard. It was just natural; I was being milked by those cocks.

Jeff came closer to Adam and I saw his cock too. That was one of my best friends. Would our relationship change after that day? Of course, it would.

"You're such a nice bitch, Chad. How I couldn't see this before? Here, why don't you suck my cock too."

"Fuck, Jeff!"

"What? C'mon, it can't hurt to suck another dick, right?"

"Ok, but only this time." I think I've heard someone saying that in porn before.

I engulfed his cock at once. It went pass my throat and I didn't choke. Was it the real mean of being a slut?

Jenifer wasn't moving. I felt there was more cum coming from my dick as I moaned again.

"He's incredible, Ad." Ted commented. "Each time he cums I feel his hole squeezing my dick, and it happens all the time."

"I told you. He's a perfect finding."

I only had to know who found me. Was it Adam or Brian? I still didn't know why Brian wasn't there as well. Maybe they knew I wouldn't feel like laying my eyes on Brian after everything he's done to me.

Adam got his dick back in my mouth and fucked it like he'd fuck a pussy. It wasn't easy to handle, but I was down for a challenge. If Adam wanted a show, then I'd give him one.

"Yeah, Chad. Let your inner bitch come through. Let the bitch breath. Feed it with cock."

I was getting increasingly out of my mind. I'd never let people talk to me like that. What the hell was that pill they made me swallow? Could a simple Viagra turn me into a bitch? I was getting more comfortable.

Adam and Ted changed positions, and I had now Ted's big dick staring at me. It didn't scare me. On the contrary, it felt so right in my mouth.

In the meantime, Adam was doing what he did best. His dick knew the path to my prostate. It didn't take long, and I was coming again. He knew how to make me feel good.

"Fuck, Chad. Your bitch hole will make me cum. Do you want me to cum inside your new pussy?" Adam asked me with that voice that made me tremble.

"If you want to. Yes, please."

I could feel his dick unloading inside my ass as I came a bit more. Once I was done, Ted let go of my head and Jeff put his dick back into his pants. Behind me, I found the chicks together with two glasses full of cum.

"Is it all mine?"

"Yeah, baby. You're so unique." Clara smiled.

"I'm proud of you. Aren't you a little bitch?" Adam asked, and I smiled.

"Now to the pussies you deserve. Let me explain you something" Jenifer said. "We don't like to take it up the ass. And the guys here don't like to tongue our pussies. Do you know what I mean? We want you to be a little pussy-licker. Do you want to try that?"

"Yeah" Of course, I'd like to try that. I wasn't very sure of what I wanted at that moment, but the word `pussy' still sounded right to me. Even if they were referring to my asshole.

They got me out of the couch and the women sat down, lined up, three pussies turned to me.

I wanted that so much. But I didn't know how to start. Adam led me to Jenifer and my face was suddenly buried between her legs. She instructed me. I wondered what I was doing. I just licked and tried to understand her anatomy.

"D'you like that?" Adam was speaking close to my ear again.

I mumbled a `yes' and he left me. I licked the other two chicks for about ten minutes each until I was back to Jenifer.

"D'you like that?" Adam asked again.

The thing is I didn't dislike it, but I didn't feel like it represented all I dreamt of. I managed to say `yes,' but I wanted more than that.

"Fucking pussy is somehow like jerking off. D'you like to jerk off, Chad?" Clara said.

"I don't think you like to." Stella cut in. "You only cum with a dick planted deep in your ass. Isn't that right?"

It wasn't true, but she wasn't lying either. I did like it better when I had something in my ass. But I still enjoyed it when my dick was stimulated. They weren't the same thing. But anal orgasms were better indeed.

What if I had to choose?

Jeff was now close to my face and his voice was very soothing. "You don't like pussies, Chad. That's not your thing. You like dick better. Do you remember how a dick feels in your mouth? How it penetrates your mouth and get all the way into your throat? A pussy can't do it, right? Don't you like dicks better?"

"No, man. No... I mean... Fuck. I don't know."

"Why don't you suck my dick again? Then you can confirm it?" Jeff got my head by the hair and pulled me back to his hard cock. I missed that taste. The volume, girth, texture. Dicks did have their charm. I couldn't deny that. Everyone should feel the same. Why would someone think differently?

"You don't like pussies, Chad. Can you see it now?" Adam repeated Jeff. Those voices were getting into my mind and they all seemed so true. "Why don't you suck Ted again. He's hard for you."

Ted came on my other side and I was sucking his cock. I couldn't control my instincts.

"You must follow your heart." Ted stated. "And your heart is connected to your dick. What is your dick telling you, right now?"

I couldn't answer because my mouth was full, but it was telling me I should keep sucking dicks. That's what I was doing after all. Those women scared me for reasons I couldn't describe. But those men seemed so right already. After so long being my flatmates' bitch, it seemed simply natural.

"Some people are born to lick pussies, others to suck cocks. Some don't do any of that, but we're either fucked or fuckers. Some are alpha, and others are bitches. Can you see what you are? Do we need to keep repeating and telling you that you were born to receive and not to give?" Ted was getting deeper into my mind. "You have to understand your role in this world, so you can be happy. There's no other way. You're the only one who can do that."

He withdrew the cock that was fucking my mouth and let me hanging there with the mouth still open.

"What are you, Chad?"

"I don't know..."

"What do you like?"

I was confused.

"I see you're gonna leave this place and still think you're a pussy fucker, when you're not." Ted said a little frustrated.

He drew my head back to where Clara was, and I had my mouth in her pussy again.

"Is that what you want? You can have it." Pussies were alien to me, but I couldn't say I didn't like it either. I could come to enjoy it, why not?

Ted started to probe my hole with his fingers. "You don't need pussies coz you have one of your own here and this is quite hungry for cock. You realized it from the first moment you were fucked. Cocks drive you crazy; they make you cum like no woman's pussy ever would. D'you want to have a dick here and then cum again? You're so lucky you can cum as many times as you want. Not many men have this luck."

I felt more lube being squeezed and spread in my hole. "Jeff, fuck him."

My friend Jeff came behind me and I was being dicked again. And it felt awesome. There was no pain, only that feeling I could keep coming forever. I should be lucky indeed. These men couldn't cum more than once each time they fucked someone. I was different; my body was different.

"Fuck, this is good!" I said while my head was still on Clara's lap.

She caressed my forehead and ruffled my hair. "Of course, it is. And you must be proud. You're lucky coz you can feel so good back there. A lot of men can't, and we should feel sorry for them. It doesn't mean you won't like pussies, but I just don't think you were born to fuck one. You can be a pussy licker like this coz you're a little bitch for men and women too. Your role is to please whoever wants to be pleased. Are you ok with that?"

"I am a pleaser. Sure."

Jeff was a good fucker too, and I felt my dick hardening with every thrust.

"If you masturbate, you won't feel as much pleasure. Your dick is not for touching. There's no need to feel bad about it. You're just wired differently. There are many others who are just like you." Adam was reading my mind when he commented about masturbation. I knew what he meant. Jerking off wasn't as good as having my prostate stimulated. I got that.

"Just enjoy the feeling. You have nothing to be guilty about. This is your body telling you what's right and you must embrace it." Ted finished.

Jeff let Ted fuck me for a while and I came twice during the minutes their dicks were taking turns in my hole. Both of them came in my ass.

I was left on the couch like a sex doll. I felt good. My ass was leaking on the upholstery, and I didn't care. Ted was looking at me. I wanted to ask what he wanted from me, but his presence still intimidated me. I looked up. My head was spinning.

"Not ready yet." Adam said. "Close, but not there yet."

I was too high to grasp the meaning of their words.

"He's already there. But there's something he needs to prove to himself before he admits it. And we can't rush that." Ted sounded dead serious. "Plan B?"

"Yep."

"Do you trust the guy?"

"Yep. He's a genius. I didn't think he'd be so good."

"I thought Brian didn't trust him."

"Brian envies him. He's proved to be smarter than him. You know he can't stand it."

"Yeah" they laughed. "Brian will be so pissed."

I didn't know what they were talking about, and it didn't matter to me at the moment. I was left naked there for a while. When I started to get my senses back, I saw the guys dressed up playing pool. Amanda, who stayed out of our little game, was now sitting next to me.

"Are you alright?" she asked me.

I felt like hiding my dick with my hand, but what for? She's been there watching me naked for hours already.

"I think so."

"Do you wanna come to my room?"

She extended her hand to me. I took it. She pulled me out of the common area and into the hall. There were women walking up and down the aisle, and I was still naked. I hid my dick, but it didn't ease my embarrassment.

We got into her room. It was small. There was a small fridge on the corner, a single-size bed, a desk and a wardrobe. She helped me sit on the bed.

"Do you want to drink something? Water? I've got juice too. And ice coffee."

"Water will be fine." I answered. She served me.

"I know you don't know me. I don't know you either, but something tells me, I'd love to get to know you better."

I looked at her face probably for the first time. She looked gorgeous to me. She was dark skinned, honey-coloured eyes, short hair, a smile that had me melting.

"You look amazing." I said.

"Thanks." She smiled. "You're not bad yourself."

I expected a better compliment, but it was better than nothing. She looked less intimidating than the other chicks Adam introduced to me.

"So, for how long you have been living with Adam?" she asked me.

"For the period. Then Brian, and Kurt moved in too." I don't know why I talked about them. I think I just wanted to have the conversation going on.

"And you've been their bitch for all the semester?"

"No!" I protested. "For only a couple of months." What did I say? "No! I mean, I know it looks like that..."

"It's alright." She drank her juice. "This is normal over here. We have our needs, right? In this very building, there's a lot of chicks fucking other chicks all the time. I'm not judging."

"But, that's not what I meant. You know?"

"Sure." She smiled again. "So, have you been only the three of them?"

"And Alex..." Still. Why should I speak so much? Totally unnecessary.

"He lives with you guys too?"

"No, he's a friend. I guess."

"I've met Kurt and Brian before. I know they're not easy to deal with. Brian can be quite... well, he's complicated. As for this Alex, I've never heard of him. Is he a good person?"

"He's weird."

"Why?" she looked interested.

I didn't know how to answer her without embarrassing myself even further. Well, what could be worse than having her watching me being fucked by three different men? Not to mention I was naked on her bed, and no sight of my clothes. But I was still ashamed.

"He keeps saying things like he wants me to become his girlfriend. It's really messed up, trust me. You don't wanna hear that."

"Oh, I do. Tell me more?"

Seriously? Why? I looked puzzled.

"You tell me about Alex, and then I'll talk about me." She continued.

I wanted to hear about her, so I needed to keep this conversation going on.

"What could I say? He's obsessed with me. He keeps saying he wants a girlfriend, but I don't know why he thinks I should be his girlfriend. I mean, I don't mind if he's gay. But I'm not. And he keeps insisting. It's so annoying."

"I don't know. I think that's interesting."

"Interesting? How come?"

"We live in a patriarchal world where men have all the power, and we women are forced onto our knees for our whole lives. This brotherhood of men pisses me off. So, when I see a guy who doesn't think his girlfriend needs to be necessarily born as a woman, makes me feel like we're doing some progress after all. If we could only stop being so obsessed on each other's genitals and think more about who we are as individuals. It seems like this Alex likes you a lot regardless of you being a man and having a dick. That's all."

"It doesn't make sense." I didn't want to sound disrespectful. I wanted her attention and who knows her love? I could get she was a feminist or something of the kind. I could be one too. I could do anything for her.

"Of course, it does. Let me tell you something about me now, as I promised. I've never had a boyfriend, not because men don't want me, but I've never wanted any of them." She spoke as if I wasn't a man myself. "I've never let a man penetrate me. I wouldn't be able to live on knowing I've allowed a guy to have this power over me. I don't think you understand me, but it would mean a lot to me if you were interested in learning..."

"Yes, I am..." No, I was not. Again, I'd do anything for her.

"I won't lie to you. Adam had told us about your time with this boy Alex. You know him. We asked, and he said it all. He never lies. He told us about you, and how you wanted to meet up with us. That you were a good boy, inexperienced with chicks, but that you've had your share with guys. When he told us about Alex, and how you built a relationship with him, I was amazed. I mean, you were the guy I've been looking for my whole life."

I didn't have a relationship with Alex, but... Wait! Did she say I was the one? I smiled. Yes, I could be the guy she's been waiting for.

"Am I?"

"Yes. When this Alex says he wants you to be his girlfriend, that's exactly what I want a guy to be to me: my girlfriend. I thought about this over and over again." Amanda stood up. She looked excited. It felt like she was elaborating ideas and describing a plan she's been thinking about for years. "I'm not a lesbian. I've had sex with girls many times, like you have with guys, but we're both straight, right?"

"Right!"

"So, we can be together if you prove to me that you can be my girlfriend."

"I just don't understand what you mean by that?" I was so entailed I had forgotten about my nudity.

"I don't want a guy to penetrate me, but we still can have fun together. You'd be the girl, and I'd be the man. Well, to the others, we'd still look like a boring average couple, but between us, we'd be something else."

"But... but I still want to... penetrate..."

"You don't. I saw you with those guys. Well, we can work it out. I promise. We can be a couple. But I need to know if you're the one."

"How?"

"Go and live with this Alex for a month. See what it's like. One month is all I ask. If you do that for me, after one month, you'll be mine. No more sharing, only mine."

I didn't want to live with Alex. I couldn't even fathom what it would be like to share a flat with him, but I wanted Amanda. Could one month with Alex be worse than the time I've been with Brian?

"What do you mean by `only yours'?" I needed to know what I had to gain if I accepted her offer.

"We can rent an apartment out of campus closer to the city and live together only the two of us. What do you think?"

"But, you know... we'll never... you know... have sex?"

"Lots of sex, boy. More than you can handle, I assure you."

My dick was getting hard as she said that near my ear. Her warm breath was making me shiver.

"I see the idea entertains you." She smiled. What a smile!

Reminded of my vulnerability, I tried to hide my hardon.

"It's alright. I've seen every single part of your anatomy already. I feel like you're mine already. Do you want to be mine?" Her mouth was still inches away from my ear.

"Yes, I'd love to."

She got something from a drawer in her desk and kneeled before me. For a second, I thought she would blow me. No, to her my dick didn't exist. She took my right hand and slid a ring on my pinkey. It was a ring made of silver, I guessed. It was tight. I looked a little lost.

"This is our engagement ring. Consider this month as the time that separates us from our final compromise with each other." Another smile, and I couldn't hold a smile either.

"Great, then!" she continued as if that ring didn't mean much. We didn't even celebrate. "I told Adam you'll be moving in with Alex already. He's ok with that. Try and be a nice girlfriend to him, and then you'll become MY girlfriend." Yet another smile. One was more enchanting than the other. She knew I was hooked by that. "Now leave, please. I've got a lot to do."

I pleaded her with my eyes. I was naked, in a chicks-only building.

"It's alright. You won't be the first. Bye."

I tried to get her compassion, but she didn't offer me any.

"BYE, boy."

I opened the door. There were chicks everywhere. I looked at Amanda once again. She waved bye. I swallowed hard. Hid my hard dick with my hand and rushed back to the common room. The girls were whistling and laughing. I thought this kind of behaviour suited only men, but I was wrong.

I crossed the door to find Adam still having fun with the chicks. Ted and Jeff were gone.

"There you are" Adam said. "We should leave if you want to move to Alex place before the sun sets."

"Today?"

"The sooner, the better, right?"

Why was Adam so excited about my moving to Alex's place? I thought we were friends.

He threw my clothes onto me. I caught them on the air and dressed up. My t-shirt was ripped in two, so I left it there. I should be pouting. Every time I'm angry like that, I pout and that also annoys me, because I can't even pretend I'm not moody.

"Don't be like that. Uh? Listen, Amanda told me she's into you. She also said she wants you to spend some time with Alex. She didn't tell me why, but she always knows what she's doing. You have the choice. It's up to you. I just took it for granted you'd feel like banging her and one month with Alex would be worth it. But if you don't want to, it's ok with me. But what if after one month you'll be her boyfriend. The first one, coz she doesn't go for any guy."

Bang her? Boyfriend? Adam really didn't know much about Amanda. I still didn't understand how I could become a chick's girlfriend. Does it make any sense? But she was so hot, I'd never find a chick as hot as her. Not one who'd be into me, at least. I barely knew the girl, and I had fallen for her. My self-esteem should be low. I could have at least tried to find another woman. One who would love me and let me be myself, but was I interested in that? I didn't know.

I remembered when I was in my room thinking of kinky chicks who would let me bang them while I had a vibrator buried deep in my hole. I wondered if I'd ever find a chick like that. And then I met Amanda. She'd let me have stuff stuck in my hole, but I doubted she'd let me insert anything in her. Could I ever get to convince her? Dick can be intimidating. I understand that better than many women out there. I could walk her through her fears. Besides, my dick wasn't that scary anyway.

Dressed up but still leaking cum that ran out of my hole onto my underwear, I went back to the dorm with Adam. Brian and Kurt weren't home. I got in my room still unsure of what to do. I had two options: I could stay and be with Adam, Kurt and Brian and do whatever they wanted, or I could try and live with Alex for the month. One month, and I'd be free. One month. I'd go for that, of course.

"Can I come back if I give up?" I asked Adam.

"Nope. Not for one month at least. After that, yes, of course. It depends on how your relationship with Amanda goes too. But, if you leave us now, know that you gonna need to be living with Alex for thirty days."

In my room, I didn't have much to pack. Books and school stuff mostly.

"What about my clothes?"

"Brian made it clear you don't own clothes anymore. You can talk with him when he's back home though."

"What for?" I thought out loud.

I still had the clothes I was wearing. A jacket, jeans, a soaked underwear, a pair of socks and sneakers. Brian would give me different clothes when I had to go out, but he wasn't around.

"Alex will be dealing with your clothes. Again, I don't know how to help you now. You need to talk with Brian or Alex now. Hang on a minute." Adam went into his room and then returned with a small bag that he handed to me. "Here are some clothes I don't wear anymore. You can keep them."

"Thanks." I looked around. "So, this is it?"

"What? Are you gonna miss us?" He smiled.

"Not you all. But you. We're friends." I did like Adam. Was I pouting again? For different reasons now?

"I'll be watching your back, bud. Now go and don't look back. One month will go by fast."

I nodded.

Holding two bags and with a backpack on my shoulders, I walked to Alex's flat. I had no idea what to expect. I didn't even know if I was coming, but soon I'd have it answered.

Alex was now living in a dorm that wasn't too far from mine. As I approached it, I found him at the building's main door, standing still, holding a red rose bouquet that almost hid his face. I sighed heavily. Don't tell me that was for me.

Alex was wearing what should his pjs. Although cold, he had a blue flannel shirt that covered his arms, long pants and fluffy slippers.

"I can't believe this is finally happening." He said with a grin that terrified me. "Finally, only the three of us together."

"Three?"

"Yeah. You, I and my big hose, of course."

Gosh, I'd forgotten he liked to give names to his dick.

"Here, these are for you." He offered me the roses.

"What for?" I had an idea of what he wanted, but I still had to ask.

"Coz I want to give a present to my girlfriend. What else?"

At that very moment, there were two guys entering the building. They were looking at us, and one of them started laughing. I didn't know where to hide.

"C'mon, Alex. Let's just go upstairs, please?"

"Here, take'm. I'll take your bags, so you don't need to carry weight."

He got my bags from my hands, and I ended up holding the bouquet. I wanted to die already, and we were not even inside the flat yet.

He said something about carrying me on his arms once we got married. Alex opened the door and let me in. It was impressively clean and organized. His flat was much smaller than mine. He should be paying a good sum to get a one-bedroom flat. The living room, kitchen and bathroom were like mine, but looked newer. There was one bedroom that he rushed to introduce me to.

I was speechless when I realized there was just one single bed there. It should have two. All one-bedroom flats had two beds.

"Where's the other bed?"

"Once I was told you were coming, I ask'em to get rid of that. We're a couple, you have to sleep with me."

"What the fuck, dude?"

"It's really annoying listening to you calling me dude'. Even calling me by my name annoys me a lot! What about honey'? Or babe'? Even my dear'. No, my dear would sound like my mother. Never mind. Let's stick with honey for now?"

"G'zus!"

"That's not a good one. Honey still sounds better. I'll think of something."

I sighed and found my way to the couch.

"What's wrong with you? Seriously?" I was so pissed. But, apparently, I was not the only one.

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with YOU! I'm here trying to make you happy and all I get is just your bitchness. I'm being a gentleman here. I even got back to eating pineapples. Look there" he pointed to the kitchen table with at least five pineapples on top of it.

I didn't want to start a fight with him. So, I just took a deep breath and did my best to control myself. In the meantime, Alex put my flowers in a vase and placed it on the table.

"Listen, I don't want to start an argument, ok?" I knew I needed him. Unfortunately, we had to learn how to live together for one month. Or I was the one who should adapt to him and be allowed in his flat. "I'll just change and then we can eat something?"

"I don't want to fight either. We don't have to fight ever. You're the only who can't see I'm in love with you. I'd do anything for you." He said that, but I couldn't see love in his eyes. It still looked like a silly game to me. "The clothes you're allowed to wear at home are in the drawer. Second door to the right. The ones you can wear when you go out are inside the first door to the left."

I looked at the bag Adam had given to me. Alex wouldn't allow me to wear that.

"What's in the bag?" He asked as he caught me looking at it.

"Nothing. Just stuff. MY stuff."

Alex didn't wait another second. He got the case from the floor and opened it.

"No. You're not allowed to wear this. You know why? Because I bought you clothes, and they are in the wardrobe as I told you. Go and check."

I didn't have any choice on the matter. In the room, I looked again the bed on the corner, pressed against the wall. On my other side, I found the big wardrobe. I first looked at the clothes Alex said I'd be allowed to wear when I was to go out. They all looked similar. They were old and probably one size smaller than mine. I thought they could be clothes Alex was not wearing anymore. On the other extreme of the wardrobe, I opened the drawer and found dozens of underwear. Probably, one for each day I'd spend in there. They were basically jockstraps but fancy ones. I got one in my hand and realized they were not for sports. They seemed like normal boxers, but with holes on the back that would let my ass exposed.

"What do you think?" He asked from behind me. I found him leaning against the door. "You can change already. The heater is on, and you don't need those clothes in here."

"Those clothes are too small for me. Why can't I wear mine?"

"We can talk about it later. I may even allow you to. But now, why don't you take a shower first and change into your house attire?" `Attire' was a fancy word for an underwear. I was used to that, so I wouldn't complain about wearing undies at home.

The first thing that struck me when I entered the bathroom was the lack of a lock. It was organized as if there were to people living there before my arrival. Two towels, two toothbrushes, lots of skin moisturizers. There was a bathtub with shampoos, soaps, and other shower products on the edge.

Alex startled me once again when he entered the bathroom behind me.

"I got those lotions for you, so you can have a nice and soft skin for me. It's your obligation to make sure you're soft like a baby. You can use as much as you want during the day. I'll get you more if you run out of any. There's plenty more under the sink."

He showed everything I was supposed to do and how he wanted me to become whatever he wanted from me.

"The most important though it's here." He opened another part of the cabinet to show me three black tubes. "These are lubricants. I want my girlfriend to be very wet for me. So, whenever you have a shower, we take of these and make your pussy as slimy as we can."

"What for?"

"I told you before." He lowered his pants to show me his hard dick. His underwear was wet due to all the precum that oozed from it. "I'm horny all the time. And I'll be fucking your tiny pussy a lot."

I couldn't believe that. Everything was going too fast.

"Can I just take my shower now?"

"Which panty do you wanna wear today? Try the white one. I want you in white today for our first night together under the same roof."

He left the underwear he wanted me to wear on the counter and left me alone.

I was happy to know I'd have only one month there. One month to get to date Amanda. It couldn't be worse than living with Brian. At least, I wouldn't need to keep listening to him calling me `bitch' all the time.

I took a slow hot shower and it relaxed me. After drying up, Alex showed up once again. The door has been left open, so he could do whatever he wanted.

"I thought I had to help you with your moisturizing. You won't be able to do all yourself. C'mon, stay here." He pointed at the centre of the bathroom. Alex got a tube of skin moisturizer and poured a decent amount onto the palm of his hand. He spread it all over my chest and back.

"We gonna need to shave you every day. I want my girl very smooth." He stated.

"Can't you at least stop saying I'm a girl? I have a dick. Look." I showed him my tiny cock, which made him laugh.

"Don't go showing your clit like that. You can make people have wrong ideas about you. A good girl doesn't do that."

"Fuck! Sometimes, I think you don't listen to anything I say."

"Of course, I do. YOU are the one who doesn't listen to me. Think about it." He stated. "No, this ain't working. You gotta have another shower."

"Why?"

"You're not smooth enough. Let me shave you, then we can do this properly. Get into the tub." I did. "Get on your fours for me. This way, I can get deeper into your crack."

"It's shaved already..."

"Not enough. I like shaved pussies."

Alex took the foam out of the cabinet and smeared it all over my ass and legs, but especially in my crack. With the razor, he ever so carefully shaved my thighs, calves, butt and then my crack. He spent a long time making sure it was as smooth as possible.

"We gotta do this every day. First thing in the morning?"

"I have classes..."

"We can wake up a little earlier. Well, you need to wake up before me anyway, but we'll go through your daily duties later. Let's rinse you first, sugartooth."

He helped me back onto my feet. "Sugartooth?"

"Yeah, I made my research when you were washing your cute body, and this hot pussy." He touched my pucker, and it made me shiver. "I'll call you sugartooth, and you'll gonna call me sugarplum."

"I'm not..."

"Well, I saw how embarrassed you were downstairs when those guys saw me giving you those flowers. Well, I can call you babe in front of the whole world, or sugartooth inside this flat. The same, goes for you, sugartooth. You can call me sugarplum here and I'll try my best to call you by your name when we're outdoors. What do you think?"

Alex would smile as if everything he said made total sense to him. I didn't feel he said that because he wanted to humiliate me, like I felt with Brian. With Alex, everything seemed different. Twisted. He'd never think that what he was doing to me was blackmail. He'd say it was just a stimulus for our love to blossom.

"Ok..."

"Ok what, sugartooth?"

"Ok, sugarplum."

"Cute sugartooth." He slapped my ass gently twice before drying my body and moisturizing it once again. He covered me in that lotion and spread it all over my skin. Once he got to my ass, he covered it with three thick layers.

"Tomorrow we'll need to exfoliate your pretty body and pussy. Now hand me the lube."

"Which one?" I asked already defeated. I had to play his game.

"The one on the right. That one's more slimy. It'll make it easy for my cock to slide into your pussy. I like more friction, but let's start with something that will make your little pussy more comfortable, right?"

Alex pushed me forward with a hand on my back. I leaned on the sink. He used his feet to move my legs apart. His finger touched my hole very lightly at first. He poured the lube on my crack and let it run down till it reached my pucker. He let it slide into my ass and got faster as more lube flowed down.

"We need to make sure your pussy is well lubed coz this is the only lube she'll get. You know why? B'coz I won't be putting any on my big cock as it would take time, and we don't want that, right? Besides, I've got so much juice in me, I don't think you gonna need more lube anyway." He didn't stop finger fucking me though. "How many people have fucked this pussy, sugartooth?"

"Not many." There was no point in lying. Alex wasn't stupid. He knew this was happening for a while now.

"It's alright. I know that they didn't mean anything to you, so let's pretend I'm the first one. Besides, take a look at this." He showed me the lube's label, and it said it was edible. "Do you know what this means?"

Alex kneeled behind me and, before I had the time to think what he'd do, I felt his tongue in my hole. It felt so good. I squirmed.

"C'mon, who am I?" he asked and resumed the tonguing.

"What?"

"Say it. Say it now."

"Sugarplum?"

"Yeah, sugartooth. I'm your sugarplum. Don't ever forget it."

I knew what he meant by that. I shouldn't piss him off. And not even if I wanted to. Alex knew how to make me moan. His tongue made me arch my back, and, for a second, I thought I'd fold myself in two.

"C'mon." He slapped my butt and more tongue.

"Yeah, sugarplum. Fuck."

He laughed. "Yeah, that's more like that. Keep doing your part, and I'll give you rewards. I'll think of what to give you, but sometimes, I can even let you choose something you want. Think that it may be handy in the future. Make me happy, and I'll get you happy too."

I did think it could be good if I had one of those `owe you' cards to use if I ever needed. And I took it for granted that sooner or later, I'd need one.

Alex slapped me once more on the butt and helped me into my underwear. "I went to the supermarket today. You can cook us pasta tonight. I hope you like pasta. I'll be watching TV, sugartooth."

Great! I'd have to cook for him. `One month' I thought. Thirty meals couldn't be that bad. I sliced the onion. From the kitchen, I could see Alex. He was watching TV, and, at the same time, he was jerking off. And I couldn't understand it at first, but he had a glass in his hand which he was using to collect his pre. He caught me staring and smiled.

"Don't look me like that. You need to eat your veggies first to get your dessert. Be a good girl. Ok, sugartooth?"

"Ok... Sugarplum." I felt so awkward saying that, but it would be way worse if he called me `babe' somewhere else. I could do this.

I started cooking the pasta and the sound of the kitchen fan over my head made me oblivious to Alex's approach. He startled me with his hand on my waste, and then with his cock penetrating my hole.

"I won't cum. I swear. I'm saving that for your hungry mouth, but I'm so horny, sugartooth. I got to try this."

It didn't come in easily, but it didn't hurt either.

"Don't stop cooking. Pretend I'm not even here." He said in a way that was different from the crazy Alex. It sounded more like any other guy. It could be Brian speaking. "Fuck, I wanted this so much."

He started sucking on my neck, and that was hurting more than his dick in my ass.

"Ouch" I complained.

"A little hickey to show who owns you."

He fast paced his fucking and I was trying my best to keep my balance and don't have pasta flying everywhere.

"You'll get me burned." I complained. I was relieved to see he still listened to me. He stopped and withdrew. I was panting and so was he. He picked a napkin and cleaned his dick that was now slimy with lube. I followed him with my eyes till he sat down on the couch and smiled to me. He showed me the glass he's been using to gather his pre, and he had if half full already.

I finished cooking. He knew I did, when I laid the plates on the table, but he didn't move.

"It's done." I said.

"Say it, sugartooth."

"It's done, sugarplum."

"Good" he smiled. "I'm starving."

Alex served the two of us. He put the glass with his pre on the side and caught me looking at it.

"You have such a sweet tooth, sugartooth. Don't need to look so anxious coz your dessert is not going anywhere. But have your dinner first."

It's been a long time since I had his pre touching my tongue, but I knew I liked that a lot. I didn't know how he could have juices so tasty. Was it only pineapples? It couldn't be.

I finished first. I don't know if I ate fast, or if Alex was eating slow. But he was halfway through his meal when I put down my fork. He smirked at me.

"Ok, you've been a good girl, sugartooth. You can have it now." He pushed the glass from his side of the table to mine. It was a viscous liquid. I gotta say that I did like it but drinking it from a glass was too much. It would make me even more submissive to Alex. He didn't stop his gazing. I didn't want to make him such a power over me, but I had to taste that again. I put the glass on my lips and let it run down onto my tongue and... Fuck! Simply delicious! I let it sit on my tongue and swirled it around. Alex's smiled grew wider. I needed more. Another sip, and I was sad because there was not much left.

"It's ok, sugartooth. There's chocolate in the cabinet if you want more candy. Or you can have more juice. It's dripping on the floor right now. Take a look."

He looked at his cock, as he wanted me to do the same. I looked under the table and saw his dick leaking pre. All that viscous transparent liquid dropping onto the floor like a stream of nectar.

"I'm not forcing you. You still have chocolate in the cabinet if you want."

Alex had me in his hands, that fucker. I was about to get onto my knees, but he held me by the hand that was still on the table.

"Ask me first."

"Please, sugarplum?"

"What am I to you, sugartooth?" He wanted to drag me low. Literally. Again, Alex didn't sound mad, but an ordinary horny guy.

"You're my sugarplum."

He let go of my hand, and I went under the table. His dick was hard and pointing to the table's top. From the tip, a long stream of fluid connected the floor to the cock. On the floor, there was a little puddle of nectar. I put my tongue on the middle, catching the liquid on the air, breaking the stream, and went all the way up until I had his dick head in my mouth. Once he said I would do that. He said clearly that I'd suck his dick like a straw, siphoning it to get the most of his juice into my willing mouth.

"I know my pre tastes good. I've got a secret recipe that makes it just irresistible. But I have to tell you something, sugartooth. If my pre is delicious, you'd die for the cum. I won't be modest. It tastes like heaven. Do you wanna try?" I heard Alex from the upper side of the table. "Do you wanna try? So, you got to literally milk me. Then you'll have my juice and my milk. I can't wait to know which one you like the most."

I still didn't want to succumb to his will, but my desire was too overwhelming to stop.

"Just don't use your hand, or I won't let you have it."

I couldn't see him, but I could swear he had a big grin on his face.

I bobbed up and down his dick. And every time I had it coming deep into my mouth, I'd taste more of his juice on my tongue. It was exhilarating. I needed more. Alex had won this war, and we knew it. Did it mean I liked dick better than pussy? I didn't know. But could pussies offer such a gift like his dick could? As I thought more about it, I decided to believe that I didn't like dick. I just liked HIS dick. Or no. I liked his juices.

"I'm coming, sugartooth. Get ready to taste my milk."

I felt his dick pulsing in my mouth. I thought I'd get a spoon or so of milk to swirl and gargle with, but far from it. He was cumming buckets in my mouth. If I didn't want it getting out of my mouth, I had to swallow, and so I did. I got my mouth full and swallowed five times before I got the chance to leave his jizz on my tongue to taste it better. The son of a bitch wasn't lying. It tasted even better than his pre. It was thick, sweet like condensed milk, but so much better. I got all I could before I got up.

I should be looking guilty due to my unstoppable hunger. Alex was recovering from his orgasm. I couldn't tell, but he should be saving that for a long time. When he got his eyes onto mine, he looked pleased.

"I thought it would be harder to break you, sugartooth. But you've been broken already, right? Do you still think you like pussy?"

"I do." I wanted to tell him about Amanda and our deal, but it would upset him. "I know I do."

"Yes, you do. Of course. You can't be blamed. Anyone would like to drink my juice and milk, right? Even straight guys. That's what you're thinking, right?"

"Yeah. It is good. It doesn't matter if it's your jizz. It just tastes good."

"It just happens to be my cum, and you got to be my girlfriend to get more. Are you my girlfriend, sugartooth?"

I hesitated.

"Are you my girlfriend, sugartooth?" he insisted.

"Yes, sugarplum. I'm your girlfriend." I've never felt so cheap.

"Nice. Now, c'mon and let's watch TV. What do you say?"

Alex stood up. He let his pants on the floor and was now walking half naked. His cock was swinging between his legs and a mix of juice and milk was being wasted on the floor. I followed him to a three-seat couch, which was bigger than the one I had in my other flat. Alex sat at the edge of the couch, near its arm. I motioned to sit next to him, but he held me by the hand again.

"You can lay down, sugartooth. Put your head on my lap."

I laid down. My face was turned toward the TV, but Alex had another plan.

"Nah. There's nothing on the TV that you'll like. Turn to me and be a good girl. Keep my bottle in your mouth while I enjoy the show. I swear I won't cum as fast as before now, so you'll have a lot of juice to swallow."

I won't say I didn't want more, but I was afraid I'd get addicted to that. I laid my head on his lap, and he inserted his bottle in my mouth. It was soft now, but as I swirled my tongue around the head, it started to get back to life. When Alex found the remote control and turned on the TV, his dick was hard and leaking. I couldn't complain.

Well, that was my life. I could be here with Alex's bottle in my mouth, which did please me, or in the other flat, with Brian's and Kurt's dicks piercing my throat in exchange for internet. With Alex, despite all his craziness, I felt safer. With his bottle feeding me while my mouth sucked on it, I was satisfied. I was looking at Alex from that position. He didn't scare me as Brian did.

I think I passed out for a few minutes and woke up with Alex laughing as if I wasn't even there. His dick was still in my mouth, but some of his juice had spilled out and onto the couch. I think he didn't notice, otherwise he would have complained. I got back to suckling on the head. Alex didn't want me to suck on his dick. That's not what I wanted either.

Every now and then, his hand would land on my head and stay there for a while. He'd look at me and smile. After a while, I started smiling back. He was being a good friend to me.

"I think we should sleep now. Tomorrow you have to wake up early." He stated after checking the time.

Before giving me time to ask what I was supposed to do, he continued: "Every morning, you'll wake up and make us breakfast. There's a list of what I eat on the fridge. Then you'll come and wake me up with a blowjob. That's how you gonna get your milk. Did you get it? Don't touch the milk on the fridge. That is for guys. Girls drink from the baby bottle. If you're still hungry, I'll let you eat something else, but you'll have to suck me again and get my milk on top of whatever you're eating from now on. It can be a toast or cereal. It doesn't matter. After that, we'll shave your pussy and get you ready for the day. I set the alarm for you to six am. Once it goes off, you wake up and start your routine. At seven, you wake me up. Ok, sugartooth?"

I didn't want to wake up that early. Classes didn't start till eight thirty. We brushed our teeth and during the whole time, he made me hold his dick with my free hand. He said, I should hold or have it in my mouth whenever I had a free hand.

I could survive this for four weeks.

Alex got me by the hand and his dick led us into the room.

"Now, you lay down turned to the wall, and I'll spoon you from behind."

"I don't know if I can sleep like that. It can take me a while to sleep." I alerted him, although it sounded more like a complaint.

"It's ok, sugartooth. I take a while to sleep too. We can play a little bit before we do."

He made me get on the bed, and he came right behind. But he didn't want to just spoon me. Before he got his body next to mine, he aimed his dick at my hole and penetrated me.

"Fuck, Alex..."

"Nooo, sugartooth..."

"Fuck... sugarplum... you could have said you'd do that."

"Just a little surprise to my sugartooth. I knew you'd like it. We're gonna do this every night. I'm sure it will help you relax and sleep."

Alex, however, didn't want to just leave his dick inside my hole. Ever so slowly he started moving his hips and when I noticed he was fucking me. Although, his dick was smaller than Adam's, he knew how to use his tool. Alex would brag he had the brains, and he's been studying everything he could in order to please me. And, so he did. He was massaging my prostate very gently, poking it at every thrust forward. I moaned. That felt too good.

"I know you've been dicked before, but you're still so tight for me, sugartooth. I love your pussy."

"That's so good... sugarplum."

"I know."

His right hand moved onto my chest and started playing with my nipples. I didn't know it could feel that good either. Alex had me totally into his control.

"These are your little tits, sugartooth. Is it the first time a man plays with them? Every girl likes to have their tits played with. Don't worry coz I know how to make you wet your panties as I touch them."

His hands were making me more receptive to his dick, and Alex took the chance to fuck me harder. He should be leaking rivers of pre. I could've never felt more lubricated. I was shaking with so much stimulus. He started murmuring disconnected words in my ear. The warm breath made me even hornier. My hole relaxed as I've never done before. His dick was free to do as it pleased inside of me.

As I felt so good, my instincts led my right hand into a now forbidden territory: my own dick. I touched my underwear first, but I wanted more. I still had Ted's and Adam's words fresh in my head, but stop a man from touching his own dick is not an easy job.

I slid my hand into the waistband and felt a shock. Not because I've finally came into contact with my cock, but because of Alex's hands that quickly grabbed my arm and stopped me from going lower.

"What d'you think you're doing, sugartooth?"

"I... I just wanted to..."

"Nah, you don't need to, right? You'll never touch your clit again. Why would you do that?" his warm breath so close to my ear.

I decided to play his game. "Even a clit needs stimulus, you know that. It's the same with every girl."

"You must've misunderstood me, but it's alright. I'll break it down to you. Girls who were born girls have clits that need stimulus. But boys who become girls are a little different. Boipussies have clits with two ends: one is this you almost touched. That one is useless. It's only for pissing, nothing else. The other end goes inside of you. That's the part my man cock is rubbing right now. You like it when I touch that spot, right? That's because THAT is the end of your clit that is made for pleasure and sex. This one here," he slapped my cock, "is hidden for a purpose. And you know why? It's hidden in there so you can focus on your internal clit and on the man dick that's inside you. Fuck, your clit is not even fully hard anymore, which is good. It means that your brain is getting the message already. Soon I bet you'll never go hard again."

I was a little disappointed and even afraid. Was it for real that I'd never go hard again? It shouldn't be. Alex was saying stuff we mumble when having sex, but that doesn't mean anything. But I must admit that my internal clit did give me pleasure beyond words. So, I nodded.

"Good, sugartooth. Fuck, your pussy is so tight. I'm coming. Feel my milk filling you up."

I could feel his milk getting straight into me. The dick pulsing made me aware of how much jizz he had injected into my bowels.

Once we were done, I thought Alex would let me out to clean myself in the toilet, but he had other plans. He found a butt-plug somewhere and stuck it in my hole.

"This will help you to get pregnant."

I couldn't believe that shit again. Alex would be the hottest man in the world sometimes, but then he'd get back to be a retard.

His arms embraced me once again, and we eventually fell asleep.

When I woke up on the next morning, he wasn't glued to my body. He had turned to the other side. I turned off the alarm and got up. My hole was aching. I took the butt-plug out and let the cum run out of me. I felt tempted to swallow that, but I didn't. I just don't know if I'd be able to supress the temptation for too long.

I wanted to take a quick shower, but Alex had told me, he'd help me with that. I looked what Alex wanted for breakfast. Normal stuff, not hard. I cooked everything he asked, but I didn't know what to cook for myself. I decided to wait for him to tell me what I could eat.

It was almost seven when I returned to the room and started sucking Alex's soft dick. It was amazing to feel it hardening up in my mouth, and even better to get his fluids leaking onto my tongue. I felt like in the morning, his juices were even tastier than at night. I sucked on harder, and Alex woke up.

"Sugartooth. Am I still dreaming?"

He was cute. In his own crazy way, but still cute.

"If you keep sucking like that you gonna have your breakfast too quick. We still have a few minutes. Take your time and enjoy the juice before the milk."

He was right. I could enjoy both if I slowed down. We should have ten minutes at least. I continued my bobbing up and down but wouldn't suck as hard as before. The pre was still oozing like a fountain, and I just let it down my throat. Alex held my head with his hands and guided the pace. It's interesting that this time, he didn't need to fasten my sucking. Slowly and in small thrusts, he pulled up my head, so I had only the tip of his bottle in my mouth, and he started cumming. I locked my lips around the shaft as I was afraid to miss part of my breakfast and swallowed down every single drop.

"Nice, sugartooth." He smiled.

"Thanks, sugarplum." It came out involuntarily.

"Are you still hungry? I can cum many times in a day. That will never be an issue. I can feed you more."

"Yeah, I think I'd need more."

"What about a toast?"

"That'd be nice."

"Ok, but first let's shave your pretty pussy, so I can fuck you more later, alright?"

Talking with Alex had this effect over me. I'd become docile and receptive. I could never imagine myself like that. I can only believe that after months coerced by Brian, I let all of my defences loose and just went with the flow. I was tired of fighting. That's the truth.

In the bathtub, Alex made me go down on my fours again and washed me first like you'd do to a dog. Well, that's how I felt given my position. He soaped me first, then washed the foam away before shaving my legs, ass and crack. This time, he didn't help me out of the tub. Instead, he came in.

"Now, it's your turn, sugartooth. Wash your man."

Of course, he'd ask me that. How didn't I see it coming? Alex got in the tub like a king. His dick hard as a pole. It would never stay soft for too long. Never. Something was just not right with Alex and his libido. Not to mention how much cum his balls produced. He could cum several times a day, and still cum rivers by the end of the day. That was inhuman.

He handed me the soap and stood up proud when I started soaping his torso and arms. He turned around and let me do his back and ass. For the legs, I had to kneel, and he turned back to me. His dick inches away from touching my nose.

"You can keep it in your mouth, so you can swallow more juice."

He didn't need to ask me twice. I warmed his cock with my mouth, while my hands soaped his legs. The water was running down his body and some of it would stop in my mouth. I closed my lips tight not to let it ruin his juice flavour. He patted me on the head.

"Ok, sugartooth. Get the towel and dry me first, then I'll do you." I wiped every inch of his body and took longer to clean his dick, the skin that covered part of the head, the tight balls that I was so in love with now. "Now it's my turn." He used an exfoliator to deal with my open pores after shaving and once he had dried me completely, he got my whole body covered with moisturizer.

"Now let's make your pussy wet, right?"

"Why now? We're going out."

"Coz that's how pussies are meant to be. Wet all the time. We never know if something happens and we need to put it to use somewhere else. Then you'd beg me for lube, and I wouldn't have any for you, sugartooth. We don't want that."

"What do you mean? Somewhere else?"

"Don't start, sugartooth. I'm just saying. It's nothing to worry about." He lectured me as his fingers probed my pussy.

I was scared, I gotta confess. Was he planning on exposing me out in the public? That was the part I wouldn't let happen. That was my limit. After my experience in the gym with him, I understood Alex had no limits. I couldn't let that happen again.

Out of the tub, Alex gave me my underwear for the day. A red one with a big hole on the back. I rushed to dress up. I got his smaller clothes and made them fit. Uncomfortable, but the thick jacket saved me from embarrassment. I was glad it was cold outside.

"Your toast?" he asked when he saw me getting ready to leave.

"It's ok. I don't have much time..."

"Sugartooth?"

"What?"

He walked to me. My hand already on the doorknob.

"Won't you kiss your boyfriend goodbye for the day?"

That was unexpected. Should it be? He caught my head with his both hands and put his mouth on mine. I don't dare to say we were kissing. It wasn't a kiss. He was fucking my mouth with his tongue ruthlessly. And I'm pretty sure he was pushing his saliva into my mouth, and I had no other option but to swallow everything. He did that for a couple of minutes. My mouth should be reddish after so much rubbing. Caught out of air, I watched him smiling.

"Now kiss your baby bottle too. He'll miss you a lot."

I kneeled and kissed the leaking tip. The fluids were reaching the floor already. I caught it with my tongue and wet kissed the tip.

"A French kiss, sugartooth. Don't suck, just kiss."

I rotated my head, made my lips full and used my tongue to make it wet. Alex held my head there for about two minutes, when he finally let me stand up again.

"You are to do this every day before leaving, understand sugartooth?"

"Yes..."

"Yes what?"

"Yes, sugarplum."

He slapped my butt when I crossed the door.

By now, I knew Brian's and Kurt's schedule well. Kurt had a class that morning. I had to find him. I roamed around the hallways looking for him. He was talking to a few friends that should be part of the rugby team when I approached him from the back.

"Hey, can we talk?"

"Hey, man."

"Who's the boy?" One of the bulls asked him.

"Flatmate" he laughed. I pulled him by the arm.

"I need your help." I said once we were at a secure distance from the others.

"My help, dude? What are you talking about? We're not even living together anymore."

"I know. But it's a situation that I don't know how to control. Adam would say I have to go through this, Brian... Forget about Brian, so I only have you. You have dealt with Alex before. So, you can do that again."

"And what do you want?" Kurt was so strong. My hand was still holding his arm and it looked like a child's hand before a giant.

"I'm afraid he wants to..." I whispered, "fuck me..."

"Yeah, who hasn't?" He laughed. "I thought you liked it."

"Shhhh, fuck! Can't you be louder?"

"WHO HASN'T...?" he stated yelling.

I put my hand on his mouth. People were staring at us. That was so intimidating. Why couldn't these guys understand that a little privacy couldn't harm anyone? He was laughing at me.

"Fuck, what are you doing?"

He couldn't stop laughing. What was I doing asking Kurt to help me?

"You know what? Never mind." I let go of him, but now it was Kurt's turn to hold my arm.

"Ok, what do you want from me?"

I reconsidered my options. Kurt was still the best one. I whispered: "I think he wants to do that in public. You can't let him. Please, talk to him. He listens to you."

"Where?"

"Come to our apartment by six this evening. We will be home. Please, do whatever, but don't let him do anything to me in public." I begged.

"I'll see what I can do. Now leave me coz I've got stuff to do."

"Thanks. See you tonight!"

What have I done?

For the rest of the day, I avoided Alex. He sent me messages asking about my location. I'd always reply saying I was busy working with something. He sent me photos of his leaking dick. It was so embarrassing. What if someone peeked at me and saw that?

By five, I was back home. Alex was on the couch, jerking off and filling up a glass with juice like the day before.

"Hi, sugartooth. We missed you."

"Hi, sugarplum." It still embarrassed the hell out of me, but I had to say that.

"Did you miss us?"

"Yes, a lot." I smiled. Gosh.

"So, get rid of those clothes and come here."

I undressed. Alex asked me to leave my clothes near the door. He tapped his lap inviting me to take a seat. I turned my back to him and motioned to sit near his knees, but he got me by the waist and pulled me closer to his body. He pointed his dick at my hole and forced me down.

"Just sit down and let's watch TV."

I was going down on his dick slowly until I got it all in my hole. He held me still and turned on the TV. He leaned down a little bit and bent his body to the right, so he could watch the TV from under my right arm. We were watching sitcoms. Alex would laugh, while I was worried with the time. Kurt could come up at any minute.

I felt Alex squeezing his dick into me, which could only mean he was filling me up with juice. I knew that once I stood up, I'd get it running down my legs. I wouldn't have time to clean up for Kurt. I needed to say something, but Alex would shush me whenever I started saying anything.

There was a knock on the door. Did I lock it? Fuck I didn't lock the door.

"C'mon in." Alex yelled. I tried to stand up, but he held me down and now was his turn to shush me.

Kurt came in. He saw Alex and I in such a compromising situation but pretended nothing was happening. "What you guys watching?" He asked while he undressed down to his boxers. Who would do that in someone else's house?

"Not much. Stupid sitcoms." Alex answered and then spoke to me. "Look, sugartooth, our first guest."

"Sugartooth?" Kurt asked.

"Yeah, this here is my sugartooth." He thrusted his hips up and then back onto the couch. "Aren't you my sugartooth, sugartooth?"

"Yes..." I answered unenthusiastically.

"And what am I to you?"

"You're my sugarplum."

"That's right." He smiled. "Sugartooth is a little shy, coz you're our first guest. But yesterday she was so much more happy. Isn't that right, sugartooth?"

I didn't want to answer that. Alex thrusted up and down a few times.

"Yes, sugarplum."

"Told ya." He said to Kurt who sat down on our left.

"Do you want to sit on his lap now, sugartooth?"

"What? Why should I?" Was Alex trying to get me with other guys?

"He's our guest, you should make him feel at home. Besides, I didn't invite him, so I can only assume that YOU did."

I looked at Kurt. He grinned at me. What was he thinking?

"That's right, Alex. He invited me." Why would Kurt say that? "But it's still your flat, so I'd rather have you sucking my dick now than Chad."

I looked at Kurt's crotch. His dick was hard. He lowered his boxers and pointed it to Alex who let go of my waist.

"Sugartooth, go to the fridge and fetch us two glasses of orange juice."

I could finally stand up. My legs were numb after so long in the same position. I walked funny to the kitchen and got those two glasses of orange juice. When I made my way back to the living room, I found Kurt standing in front of Alex who had the big guy's dick in his mouth. Why would Alex give in so easily to Kurt in his own home? I couldn't explain that, but I was glad to know I wasn't the only cocksucker in the house. I handed the juice to Kurt, and Alex stopped his sucking to get his glass.

"Sit down here, sugartooth." I sat where Kurt was sitting until moments ago. "Suck him while I drink my juice. This way, you can drink his juice too."

I didn't understand it at first, but Alex should be referring to Kurt's pre. Well, I've tasted that many times before, and I can assure you that it didn't taste much. Kurt moved to stand in front of me and swung his dick near my face as if inviting me to get it in my mouth. I admit I missed the girth of his dick and the way it filled my mouth. Kurt moaned. I could get half of his meat easily into my mouth and, it didn't need much effort to have his hole pole buried in my throat.

Alex laughed. I wondered why? He was still watching TV. It wasn't anything I did. I was relieved that cocksucking didn't inspire laughter yet.

Sucking dick had become like second nature to me already. It was natural. Kurt held my head and fucked my skull as he pleased. I was so entertained by this point that I didn't notice Alex getting closer to me.

"Can you taste him?" Alex asked me. His mouth less than an inch distant from my ear. "He doesn't taste anything, right?"

"Hey." Kurt complained.

"I'm not lying. You really don't. Have you ever tried you precum?" Alex argued. "Coz we here did."

Kurt scoffed. "Why would I do that? The bitches here are the two of you."

"So, can you let the bitches talk?" He mocked Kurt. I don't know if Kurt was smart enough to understand Alex's irony. I looked at Alex from the corner of my eye as Kurt's dick still fucked my mouth hard and mercilessly. Alex stood up and returned with a headphone that he promptly put o Kurt's head and handed him his phone. "Choose whatever song you want and let the bitches alone."

As Kurt handled the device, Alex returned to his post close to me.

"Seriously, just between the two of us. It doesn't taste nice. Let me try it again." Alex took Kurt's dick out of my mouth and engulfed it. He bobbed on it for a few minutes always staring at me. Every now and then he'd stop to remind me it didn't taste too good. "It is nice to suck it, coz it has a nice girth, I admit it. But the taste is not worth it. Do you like it?"

"I don't know. I mean, I'm used to it."

"You got used to something bad. Here," Alex stood up beside Kurt who was fumbling with the phone. He offered me his dick, and I started sucking him instead. Alex's cock was smaller, but it did taste much better. It was sweet and reminded me of peaches. Then, he'd handle my head with his hand and get me back to sucking Kurt. He did that a couple of times as if to prove his point. He did taste much better than Kurt. I couldn't argue against that.

"I'm not saying you can't have fun with a cock like his" Alex continued as he groped Kurt's balls, "but you can do that in a different way."

Alex waved at Kurt who looked at him. The small guy pointed his finger to the couch, and the big one sat down.

"You've got a lot of juice inside your pussy, sugartooth. You don't need lube. Just have fun." He helped me out of the couch and onto Kurt's lap. I felt like a rag doll. Kurt straightened up his dick and it slid easily inside of me. It was so thick but didn't hurt at all. I was such a bitch.

Without any need of further encouragement, I started to fuck myself on Kurt's pole. Alex stood again in front of me, and I quickly got his dick back into my willing mouth. I wish I could say I had been drugged and that I didn't want to enjoy that, but I did. My own dick was leaking in my underwear like an open faucet.

Once I got used to the rhythm, Kurt dropped the headphone and got me by the waist. He stood up with my body still connected to his and turned me around, so now I was on my fours on the top of the couch. From behind, he kept fucking me, while Alex rushed to sit on the sofa's backrest and feed me with his cock. Both Kurt and Alex were fucking me passionately. My libido had skyrocketed. Alex's juice seemed to taste even better as my body became more sensitive.

"He loves my juices." Alex told Kurt.

"I can see that." Kurt said as his hips hit my ass and pushed me forward onto Alex's dick that would every now and then penetrate my throat. In fact, Alex wasn't moving, and I wasn't either. Kurt was the one imposing the moves and the pace of the fuck.

"I don't know why we haven't fucked him like this before. He's always so horny, I bet he wouldn't mind. We could fuck him anytime, anywhere." Alex bragged as if I wasn't even there.

When I heard Alex talking about fucking me `anywhere' I clenched my asshole. Kurt had completely forgotten the reason why he was there. And so, did I.

"Oh, true." Kurt started as he understood what I wanted from my hole contraction. "I'm here coz Chad asked me to tell you not to fuck him outdoors."

Kurt was such an asshole. He should be the one forbidding Alex from doing that to me and not only letting him know about our earlier talk. Alex looked at me a little quizzed.

"I thought you wanted my juice everywhere." I wouldn't say he was upset but maybe a little sad or disappointed. "But I understand. It's been just your first day as my girlfriend." And the crazy Alex was back. "I can do that, but I want something in exchange."

"Well, that's fair." Kurt answered for me. I was still impaled on two poles on a rhythmic motion that felt extremely satisfying.

"Sugartooth is to stay in this house for the whole week. She'll miss a few classes, but I can arrange a medical certificate for her later. And I'll make sure I'll find someone to teach her the lessons she's missing. That's the condition."

"I think it's fair." Kurt continued.

I tried to get myself out of that position, but his two bodies didn't allow me. I didn't want to miss one week of classes.

"Good, coz it's either that or sex everywhere I feel like."

He still didn't look down at me. I think it was settled. I'd rather stay a whole week locked in an apartment with Alex than having him chasing me on campus. Alex scared me for different reasons. I wouldn't defy Brian, for instance, because I knew he was a sadist. Alex, on the other hand, was simply crazy, and he could do things I'd never fathom.

Without saying a word, Alex came in my mouth. Those endless spurts of cum that made me beg for more. I sucked every single drop out of his cock as a baby. That's when Kurt also murmured a few words and unloaded in me.

Alex finally looked at me. I was still draining his bottle.

"Give your friend there a few minutes, sugartooth. He needs to recover too." The friend should be his dick.

"You're drinking the cloying formula, ain't ya?" Kurt asked Alex.

"Maybe, why? Do you wanna try it?"

"Nah, I prefer my sauce to taste natural. Besides, I have no idea what Logan used to make that. I wouldn't just go drinking whatever."

"Nothing there is illegal. And, besides, I'd do anything for sugartooth." Alex smiled at me.

Once again, I had no idea what they could be talking about. I didn't care to ask because I thought they wouldn't bother to explain. However, after seeing my puzzled look, Alex smiled and elucidated me.

"The cloying formula is a cocktail that takes a lot of stuff and makes you cum buckets of pure nectar. There you go. Now you know my secret. But it doesn't work with everyone. So, don't think all you gotta do is give it to another guy to drink and voila. No, you still need to appreciate I'm your boyfriend coz it worked perfectly with me."

"You're just nuts, Alex." Kurt dressed up. "I liked your place, by the way. Would you invite me back?"

"Would you, sugartooth?" Alex asked me.

"Sure." I still considered it would be a good idea to have Kurt coming by to check on me. I didn't know what Alex could do if we were alone by ourselves for too long. For a whole week, for example.

"Ok. See you soon then." Kurt left.

Alex was still smiling.

"Isn't that nice? A whole week for us? It's like honeymoon. I'm so happy."

I was still on the couch. Alex was sitting on the backrest. He jumped on top of me, and we ended up laying down. His chest pressed against my chest. His eyes staring at mine. His face was getting too close, and then it happened again. Alex started fucking my mouth with his tongue. His right hand pulling my hair not so gently. Near my crotch area, I could feel his cock getting hard again. He lifted his head and I saw a drop of saliva forming on the tip of his tongue. I wanted to close my mouth, but his hand forced my jaw open. It hit my tongue on a long stream.

"You've swallowed it before, what's your problem? I believe my saliva must be sweet too."

No, it wasn't. And for reasons I can't explain, it grossed me out. His juice and milk were ok though. Alex knew that. Of course, he did. It was part of his game, which was different from Brian's but that shared the intent.

"Can you bring me another glass of juice? I'm sure it'll help my candy cane to be loaded and hard again. Hey, I like that. Candy cane!" He laughed. I took him his juice, and he gave to me the glass of pre he had been gathering before my arrival. Don't take me wrong, it wasn't a beer mug, but a whisky glass. Still, it was half full. He drank his orange juice, and I drank his ball juice. Simply fantastic even a little cold, but warm was still better.

I cooked for the two of us and, in the end, I was back under the table suckling at his dick. When Alex was finished eating, we moved to the couch, where he kept feeding me. After the end of a TV show, Alex looked at me for the first time since we laid down. He held my hand, more specifically, my pinkey and the ring Amanda had given to me.

"I've noticed this, sugartooth. What's the deal?"

I didn't want Alex to know about Amanda, but I believed he was aware already. I explained to him the deal with her. He became thoughtful.

"Do you still believe you like girl pussies?"

"Of course. I'm still a man..."

"No. You're an individual who was born with a penis that didn't develop into a dick, but into a clit. And with an asshole that became a pussy. It's different from a man."

"That's bullshit!"

"It's not, sugartooth. And I'm down for a challenge." Alex stood up and went to the room. When he returned, with his dick hard and leaking showing the way, he sat down again. My head rested on his lap. He took my left hand and I saw a ringer on my ringer finger. It looked like gold and had a red heart craved in the centre. It looked feminine to me.

"What's that?"

"Our engagement ring, of course."

"I don't understand."

"Here's the deal, sugartooth. I understand you believe that after one month here, you'll get to that bitch's arms who'll save you from your destiny. This destiny that you fight against, but that you know you're bound to." Alex sounded different. Serious and trustworthy. Even the way he called me sugartooth' sounded passionate and not crazy. Most of the time, I'd think Alex was trying to make fun of me, but not now. "One month, then. You keep saying you don't like dick. That you like pussy better. Ok, I get it. After one month you can go and have all the pussies you want, but before that, you'll pretend you like dick. No, cross that. That you love dick. That you can't live without it. I want to see this passion in every word you say, every gesture, from the time you wake to the time we go to bed. If you can do that, this will be the last month of your agony'. I was told that when Brian moved in with you, he had a calendar on the wall. You had to go on doing things he asked to prove you were straight. If you still say you are, then you're winning this challenge. But one more month and that's it. Deal?"

"I'm tired of these deals. Honestly. It's one after the other..."

"This is the last one. You don't even live with Brian anymore. He's out of your life already. I'm the last one standing between you and your pussy dream. This is MY promise, not Brian's. But if you can't go through this, I'll get you back to Brian. You don't want that, right? Stay with me, and this will be the last deal ever for you."

The last deal, he said. The last part of a life I've never imagined I'd live. One month. It was so short.

"Deal."

Alex smiled broadly.

"Sweet, sugartooth. But, you'll treat me like your husband, ok? The one you love more than anything in the world. Well, maybe you love your candy cane more, but I forgive you for that. That's our deal and it starts now. Ok?"

"Ok."

"Ok, what? You gotta say it every time now."

"Ok, sugarplum."

"Nice. I'm so happy. Now get back to your baby bottle coz I still have another show to watch. Tomorrow you can wake up a little later anyway. OK?"

"Ok, sugarplum." I felt awkward, but I was willing to play this game. I could do that. I've been through so much worse with Brian. Alex was not forcing his dick into my throat, he wasn't calling me `bitch', and above all, I did like to swallow his sweet juice. It should become our nightly routine. When in bed, he fucked me and finished with the butt-plug in my hole.

On our first day as a married couple, I woke up half an hour later, and got into my morning routine. I woke him up with a blowjob and spent more thirty minutes in the bathroom where we washed each other.

Alex went all crazy again, but even the crazy Alex was better than the normal Brian. That month would be easy.

"I invited Hayden to become your tutor this week." Alex said when we were on the couch again, my mouth glued to his cock.

"What?... sugarplum? When?"

"From tomorrow, sugartooth. I told you I'd get someone to teach you the subjects you'll miss this week. Hayden is a smart guy, a little too nerdy but a nice guy. I asked him to take notes for you too." Alex drove my head back to his dick and flipped channels.

That was the first time I cooked us lunch and sucked him under the table during daytime. I saw him drinking the `cloying formula' for the first time and having pineapples for dessert. The formula was stored in a cabinet. A few pills and a cup of an unlabelled bottle.

It was also the first time I took our clothes out to the laundry. Probably, eighty percent of our clothes that were being washed together were Alex's underwear. All of them stained with his juices. A few of them were still wet. I felt like bringing them to my mouth, but I contained my urges, but I was afraid that eventually I'd get too weak to resist.

There was a lot of sugartooth' and sugarplum', and the more I said it, the more I got used to it. Gradually, it was becoming normal to say that after almost every sentence. Sucking his dick or sitting on it for hours was also ordinary by the end of the day.

On the next day, everything was inside the expected until the interphone buzzed and startled me who was napping on sugarplum's lap with his candy cane in my mouth. He sent Hayden in, and I panicked. Alex put on clothes, since he'd walk naked all the time, but held me by the arm when I decided to do the same.

"You have your clothes on, sugartooth. You don't need to worry about Hayden. He knows we're in a serious relationship and he respects that. He won't judge you."

"But, Alex..."

"Ops, who's Alex?"

"Never mind."

A knock on the door. Alex let Hayden in.

Hayden caught Alex dressed up in shorts and a t-shirt, holding my arm as I stood there naked except for that underwear that exposed my bare bubble-butt.

Hayden was a short lean guy. He wore glasses with a thick black frame that suited his squared face. He had a pompadour that made him look cute to me. He did look nerdy, but fashionable.

"Hayden, this is Chad, my sugartooth."

"Sugartooth? Like sweet tooth?" Hayden was lost.

I was utterly embarrassed but still extended my hand. Hayden seemed equally ashamed but still shook my hand. "No, he's sugartooth." Then he turned to me. "Sugartooth, that's Hayden. He'll be your tutor for the week." Then he looked at Hayden and continued: "I'm his sugarplum. Just saying so you'll know what he's talking about when he says that."

Hayden hadn't moved since he stepped into the apartment. I could understand his hesitation. "It's hot, Hayden. Why don't we get you out of those clothes?" Alex suggested.

"Oh, it's alright."

"Bullshit."

The heater was on, and the temperature was higher than usual. Maybe a lot higher. Chad helped Hayden out of his jacket and kept undressing the boy until he had only one layer of clothes.

"Much better." Alex smiled.

Hayden was shy and easily manipulated. How did he let Alex undress him like that? I wouldn't let him. Who would? But I could feel Hayden. The way he'd just let Alex do with him whatever he pleased, because he didn't want to make a big deal of the situation. He was afraid he could be insinuating something if he did. He didn't want to be taken for a homophobe. He should be confused. Going out wasn't an option either, because he also didn't want to create a situation with Alex. I could see all of that.

"The two of you can use the table to study. I'll get back to the TV."

Hayden and I sat at the table. I put the roses aside. It should prove enough that my relationship with Alex was at full blossom. I was still very embarrassed given my lack of clothes. Hayden himself had the cheeks reddish, and I don't think it was due to the high temperature. He'd never been through this before.

We studied for a couple of hours, being interrupted every now and then, when Alex would ask me to bring him stuff to drink or eat. He made me serve Hayden a few slices of pineapple too. In one of those events, Alex served Hayden himself. He got a glass of orange juice for each of them and showed the boy his cloying formula.

"This is great for the brain. Give it a try." Alex suggested after swallowing his dose.

"Are you sure? What's this?" Hayden hesitated.

"Trust me. It's making me wonders. If it doesn't work with you till the end of the week, you just stop drinking it. But it's been helping me a LOT. Right, sugartooth?"

"Yes, sugarplum." Gosh, the way Hayden looked at me when I said that.

Hayden swallowed the drug cocktail and decided to start a conversation. From the way he'd formulate his questions, he was afraid of saying anything inappropriate.

"So, for how long you guys have being together?"

"We were dating for a long time and now we decided to make it official, then sugartooth moved in. That's just a couple of days ago. This is like our honeymoon. Right, sugartooth?"

"Yes, sugarplum."

"He's a little embarrassed coz you're here Hayden. I think it's awkward to him coz we keep calling each other names, and we're still so formal calling you by your name. Do you go for any other names?"

"Not really." He said with a fading smile.

"Do you mind if I call you... hm, let me see... What about sweetmeat?"

"Why sweetmeat?"

"Because in this place everything is so sweet, and sugartooth loves it sweet. I think he'll feel much better if he can call you sweetmeat, right, sugartooth?"

I knew this was part of Alex's game. He wanted to test me. His deal was clear. He wanted me to be a submissive girl ready to attend to his requests. He wanted to see how far I'd go. I could see in his face the provocative grin of a guy who was willing to throw me to the lions. Brian in this case. For my freedom, I'd play his game.

"Of course." But don't think I could sound very enthusiastic about this. Accepting my role in the game was one thing but being happy about it was another completely different.

"So, sweetmeat, are you staying for dinner? Sugartooth is a great cook."

"I don't think so..."

"Please. You're helping him, he'd love to cook for you. Right, sugartooth? Tell him."

"Yeah, I'd love to... sweetmeat." Gosh, again!

"Ok. But I can't stay much longer."

It was obvious to me that he didn't want to stay any minute further, but he couldn't say no to Alex.

"See that, sweetmeat? Sugartooth is still so embarrassed. I think that's because he's the only one in his undies. He was telling me he can't wear clothes at home anymore, although I urged him to put on something more decent, but he's just not used to that anymore. It's the habit." Alex sounded almost apologetic. I lowered my head, hoping he wouldn't make me any other question. "But seen you there all dressed up is embarrassing him. Could you just take off your t-shirt?"

"My t-shirt? I don't think it's necessary. I don't care if he's in his undies, really." I felt like I wasn't even there, and that was good.

"Why not? All guys walk around without t-shirts. Is this personal? Maybe you think that just because we're gay..."

"No, not at all..."

There was something in the air by this point. Hayden didn't want us to think he was a homophobe. He had to be on a scholarship. Being a racist or a homophobe could cost you any financial support. Alex should have been planting evil seeds on Hayden's brain for a long time already. I didn't feel like this fear was new to him. He was aware of what could happen to him, and Alex should be behind that. But what for? Alex was acting towards an objective that I was unaware of. If only Hayden knew what was to happen with him. I saw in him my own image at the time I met Brian.

Hayden didn't know how to react. It was either take off his t-shirt or become a homophobe. Hayden should have a lot to lose. Slowly, he took of his t-shirt and left it on the table.

"See, sugartooth, you're not the only one showing your tits now. Do you feel better now?"

"Yes, sure, sugarplum. It's better now."

"What? Why are you still hesitating? Do you think sweetmeat is still overdressed?"

Hayden wasn't prepared for that. I didn't know for how long Alex knew Hayden, but their level of intimacy wasn't enough to get Hayden out of his pants.

"This is too much, right?" Hayden started. "I really don't care if you're in your underwear." Hayden said to me.

For the first time since Hayden entered our flat, I saw this vulnerability in his behaviour as I looked him in the eyes. It was me there. Hayden was my reflection from a few months ago. I can't explain how weird it was to see the old me. I could swear Hayden had never touched another dick if not his own in his life. Then, he got into this place where a guy was smart enough to use words and strategies in a way that could take him to do stuff he's never thought of. Did I feel sorry for him? No, I didn't. I wish I did, but no. Just like I didn't feel sorry for myself.

Alex didn't bring Hayden over to be my tutor. I thought he brought Hayden to give him to me as a gift. Alex wanted met to play with the boy. I had two options: I could either help him or play Alex's game.

"Sorry, it's my fault." I started. "I got this habit of being in my underwear and now I get my guest into this situation." I said.

"It's ok, I don't mind."

"But he does." Alex interfered, pointing at me. "C'mon, so we all feel well at home. We're among men here. I know we're gay, but it doesn't change the fact we're men."

He could go out, but he didn't.

"Besides, sugartooth is gonna cook us dinner now, right?"

"Yes, sure."

I stood up. I knew those guys were looking at my ass. Straight guys also look at other men's dicks and asses. And my ass was probably the first one Hayden has ever seen this close. He behaved like a virgin. I knew he was one.

"We don't need to do this, right?" Hayden continued.

"We do. It won't hurt. Besides, that's the least we can do to help sugartooth who is now cooking dinner for us."

I wasn't looking at them, but I heard a belt being unbuckled.

"Good, sweetmeat. Do you wanna watch TV while we wait?"

Hayden didn't answer, but they went to the living room.

I cooked something simple and easy. I was more interested in what Alex had in mind for Hayden. Was he trying to turn Hayden into a bitch?

I don't want to sound evil, but I needed to know what it felt like to have someone else replacing me as the new bitch in town. Hayden was just the perfect candidate. So candid and receptive to suggestions. Only bitches would fall so easily like he did. Undress for a total stranger? You can't be serious.

I served the two of them and sat on a third chair at the corner of the table. Alex smiled at me conspicuously, I smiled back. That was a gift. Something I could never have thought of, but that Alex knew better than me. I couldn't think of this as fun, but as I saw Hayden ashamed by his almost complete nudity, I felt unexplainably satisfied.

Hayden wasn't muscular. As I said, he was slim. I could say he had a swimmer's body, but he was too short for that, that's why I didn't feel bad in thinking him as a `boy'. His body was hairless, even more than mine. You see a petite man like that, and you suddenly think that he could be a bitch. Why not? I still don't know what Brian saw in me, but Hayden ticked all the boxes. Much more than me, I believed. So shy and insecure.

Even his underwear. Those tiny bikinis said a lot about him. A small guy, with a small dick. I could tell it from the small frame of his body.

"Sugartooth, will you serve us juice?" Alex grinned. He couldn't expect me to suck him in front of Hayden. Of course not. He just wanted his orange juice. I got three glasses, but Alex didn't let me.

"You don't drink this kind of juice, remember? I'll get yours later."

I was afraid Hayden could understand what Alex meant by that, but nah, he was too naïve for that.

"Sure, sugarplum."

"You guys really close, uh?" Hayden started again. "It's a lot of sugar everywhere." He smiled for the first time. Was he forgetting about his condition in that house? How could he smile when he was wearing nothing but underwear before two guys?

"Yeah, I told you, sugartooth loves sweets. I just hope he doesn't get diabetes." Alex laughed. "But it's not sugar he likes anyway. It's more like fructose, I guess. It couldn't be bad. I totally understand him, though. Sweet is always better, right, sweetmeat?"

"I prefer sour to tell you the truth."

"Oh, don't tell me? But you still like sweets, right? I mean, I've got a lot of pineapples. I wish I could share them with you."

"Sure, I love pineapples. But, in general, I prefer sour."

"Good. Will you slice one for us, sugartooth?"

"Yes, sugarplum."

"I feel like I can smell the sugar." Hayden laughed. How did he dare to laugh?

"This is a sweet house, sweetmeat." Alex laughed too.

I felt annoyed. Alex wasn't supposed to be laughing with Hayden. Was I annoyed or jealous?

I sliced the damn pineapple and served them. Alex gave Hayden a big portion and didn't offer me any.

"Don't you like it?" Hayden asked me.

"Sugartooth likes other sorts of fruits and juices. Don't worry about him."

Why was Alex suddenly so close to Hayden? Where did that intimacy come from? Hayden was supposed to be feeling weird.

"Are you ok in your briefs, sweetmeat?" I asked Hayden in a challenging way.

"I almost forgot." He was shy again. Great. "I think I should get going."

"No way, sweetmeat. Let's watch some TV. Maybe play video game? I know you love video games, right?"

"Yeah, but it's getting late..."

"So, some TV tonight, and games tomorrow?"

"Ok, but I won't be staying much longer. I really need to go."

"Great. Wash the plates, sugartooth." Alex ordered. I stood up and took the plates to the sink.

"Sugartooth has a great ass, doesn't he?" Alex asked Hayden. I felt like hiding my ass, but it would be in vain. "No reason to be shy. That was the first part of his body that caught my attention. I couldn't sleep before jerking off for that ass. Wouldn't you?"

Hayden was surprised again. He wouldn't feel like fucking me. No way. He'd rather be fucked. I'd fuck him.

"I don't know..."

"You're so shy. Anyone would feel like jerking off to that. It's basic instinct. Before seeing that, I thought I was straight. I swear to you. I was straight. But I realized no women could compete with such a perfect bubble-butt. Then I said you know what, fuck with that shit'. Then I asked sugartooth out and here we are. I was so glad he liked to take it in the ass because otherwise it would be such a waste. Don't you agree, sweetmeat? And say something else other than I don't know'."

"Yeah, of course. It's a nice ass."

"Told ya. Powerful enough to turn a straight guy. I'm the living proof." Alex laughed. He didn't sound like the crazy Alex, but he wasn't in his normal mood either. It was a new version I haven't seen yet. That was the problem with Alex. It wasn't the fact I thought he was crazy. No! He wasn't crazy. He was unpredictable. Brian, for instance, had no limits, but I could tell what he wanted. I couldn't say the same for Alex. What did he want? What was Hayden doing there after all? Was he there to entertain me or to irritate me?

"Don't look too much coz I'm the only one fucking that ass." Alex bragged.

Now, he managed to make both Hayden and I blush. Who was this Alex?

"Let's watch something." Alex took Hayden to the living room as I washed the plates. "What do you feel like watching?" Alex asked Hayden.

"I don't know. Whatever you want." He answered.

"I feel like watching porn. I've got good ones." Alex did have a plan.

"Oh, I'm not into gay porn."

"It doesn't need to be gay. What about half-half? We can go for bi-sex. Take a seat."

I was washing the glasses when I heard the first moaning sounds coming from the TV. Once I was done, I approached them. Alex patted the couch. I was glad he didn't pat his lap this time. I sat on his side. I couldn't see if Alex was hard, because he was still wearing his clothes, a pair of baggy shorts that hid his dick, but Hayden didn't have what to do. He was hard. And he was big. Much bigger than me. Bigger than Alex. Probably as big as Adam. What a son of a bitch. The head of his dick was poking out of his briefs onto his belly button. He tried to hide it with his hands, but to no avail.

"Don't need to be shy, sweetmeat. We're among men here."

"It's not that. I'm just not used to this... you know..."

"No, I don't know. What do you mean exactly? Are you afraid we're gonna attack you or something?"

"No! I never meant that..."

"Nice, so take it out and stroke it a little. I'm sure sugartooth would love to join you, but he doesn't jerk off anymore."

"Really?" Hayden asked.

"Yeah," Alex explained "once you find out what an anal orgasm is, you never jerk off again. Sugartooth promised me never to touch his clit again, isn't that right, sugartooth?"

Again, I didn't know what Alex was down to. Was he trying to embarrass me, Hayden or the both of us? I didn't want to have people knowing about such an intimate matter. That was the reason why I asked Kurt to stop Alex from fucking me out in the public in the first place. Even so insecure, I still wanted to trust Alex.

"Clit?" Hayden asked confused.

"Oh, that's how we refer to sugartooth's micro penis. Mine is candy cane. Yours will be sugarcane, what do you think?"

"I think you guys are crazy. That's what I think."

"Hey, where you going?"

Hayden didn't bother to answer. He quickly dressed up and left. I was still wondering what Alex wanted with all of that. It's obvious Hayden would never return again.

"Come here, sugartooth. Suckle on my candy cane coz I'm drooling litres in my underwear. Such a waste!" Alex picked his phone and smiled. "I'm gonna play some candy crush as you have your snack."

Alex let his shorts fall to his ankles and presented me his hard-leaking cock. That was so inviting. He couldn't have chosen a better nickname for me. I was a sugar tooth indeed.

"What did you want with Hayden?"

"Oh, do you mean sweetmeat?"

"Yeah, what did you want with sweetmeat? Whatever it is, it didn't work, right? I doubt he's ever coming back."

"Oh, he will. Don't feel disappointed YET, sugartooth. He was asked to become another guy's tutor once, and he came up with this story that the guy was a fag who was trying to get to his pants. Eventually, the real story was revealed, and sweetmeat almost lost his scholarship and his place in this uni. That's why I chose him to be your tutor and your teacher agreed with me."

"My teacher?"

"Yep. I talked with him, and he thought it would be a good idea to have sweetmeat working with an open gay couple."

"Are you telling everyone we're a couple?"

"Of course! We are, right? For how long, I don't know. But right now, we are. Anyway, it doesn't matter. What matters is that as certain as the sun rising tomorrow, Hayden will be here in the afternoon."

I laid on the couch, my head on his lap, my tongue licking his dickhead.

"And what do you want to do with him, sugarplum?"

"I don't know. That's actually what I wanted to ask YOU, sugartooth. What do YOU want to do with him? What do YOU want at all?"

I put his dickhead in my mouth and started nursing. It felt so comfortable to stay like that with sugarplum. His candy cane leaking on my tongue. What could I want? I don't know if I could answer that when I was so damn confused.

End of chapter 26

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