Florida College Days

By Wolf Pomo

Published on Apr 1, 2015

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Gay/Authoritarian, anal, oral, scatM/MMM

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic scenes of sex between consenting underage boy and adult males... If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it.

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You may contact me at pomowolf74@yahoo.com if you like. All flames will be ignored.

Florida College Days

By

Wolf

I was 19-year-old freshman at Central Florida Community College, CFCC of Florida, when I had my first gay encounter. I was on the swim team and stood six-foot one, 165 pounds brown hair, green eyes. It was the teams practice to shave down for all swim meats. I just carried it to the extreme and shave all body hair off.

The collage arranged so to it that I would have a part time job working for a delivery service on weekends. One early Saturday morning my boss gave me a package to deliver to a customer in Wildwood, about 40 minutes away. He sold me. "This package should be the last delivery of the day, and that you should take Sunday off."

I had no idea why he would give me the day off, but I was thrilled because I wanted to surprise my girlfriend, that lived in Gainesville. She was attending the University of Florida. I followed my instructions to the letter.

I used the Ground Positioning Satellite, GPS, to the address lead me to a gated fence, with a sign posted reading "Camp David Private Property-Ring bell for access!' When I rang the bell a voice asked me what I wanted.

I replied, "I have a package to deliver!"

The gate opened allowing me to drive my truck through. I followed the driveway to the front of a build that had a sign proclaiming 'Office.' I parked the truck, and before getting out of the truck I noticed that men were walking around the grounds totally naked.

When I entered the office a man sitting behind the counter was also naked said, "You were expected, but this is nudist resort, so you will have to strip down to deliver the package to the client in bungalow 24 at the far end of the resort!"

I started to protest, but I decided what the heck. I wanted to deliver the package and get go to my girlfriends as soon as possible. I quickly stripped off my clothes, and he gave me a skimpy towel to wrap around my waist. The damned thing barley covered my butt. I followed the man's directions to the far end of the resort. As soon as I saw the number 24 on the door I picked up my pace.

Suddenly I was grabbed from behind, and a hand covered my mouth with a sweet smelling rag. When I woke up I was in a cabin, tied to a wooden X cross attached to a wall. The towel had been removed, and my balls were incased by a metal ring, and clamps had been attached to my tits. I felt a throbbing pain in my ass. I learned latter that it was a large dildo that had been shoved up my ass, and secured by a cord around my waist, so that it couldn't come out.

For the next 36 hours I was raped over and over, and subjected to unbelievable humiliation by at least 20 men, some did it more than once. My tits were swollen to three times their size. I was also covered from head to toe with cum. Cum was dripping from ever orifice. Even my eyesight was blurred by cum. Cum was in all of my hair including my pubic hair. My ass felt like a train had run through it. Hands has touched and squeezed every part of my body.

They led me around the house by a leash attached to my tits, and as I was led around men pissed all over me, and they called me every vile name they could think of. To insure my compliance they stuffed poppers into my mouth. The final degradation was to shave every hair from my body below the neck. While I was held down on the floor on my back to be shaved, some men took the opportunity to squat over my head and shit in my mouth while my mouth was held open. While all of this activity was going on several men were taking still pictures and others were videoing what was going on to insure my silence and future compliance with their demands.

When the weekend was coming to an end I was untied, and was shown 40 photographs on me in a variety of sexual acts with unidentified males. They had shoved popper up my nose during the assault, so that it looked like I was enjoying being fucked in the ass while other men were face fucking me. They even had a video with me saying things like, "YES, YES FUCK ME HARDER!"

Then they threw my clothes into the truck, and deposited me behind the wheel totally naked. I drove to the gate, and it was opened for me to leave. I didn't stop to get dressed until I was far enough away to feel safe.

Within days I was blackmailed into continuing to have sex with men. It was not uncommon to get a phone call and a male voice would instruct me to go to and address, with the threat of the collage receiving the photographs and videos if I didn't comply. When I would arrive at the house several men would make me put on sexy women's lingerie and submit to all manner of anal and oral sex. The funny thing was that I began to look forward to the phone calls.

I eventually learned that it had been my boss that has set me up with that first delivery. He would have me deliver packages to his home, where he would use me anyway he wanted. He was a tall, potbellied man with an abundant amount of dark body hair, and a cock as long and thick as I had ever seen. He would force me to swallow his cock while he fucked my mouth. He had a foreskin that dangled well past the end of his cock head. He always had an abundant amount of head cheese under his foreskin that he would have me clean out with my tongue. When he would fuck me missionary style he would just pull the lace panties aside so that he could insert his cock into my ass, while he would jack me off. If any cum got on my panties I had to suck the cum out of the material.

Even though I was attending a two year college, I was able to extend my attendance to add a Bachelor's Degree to my Associates of Arts Degree. The funny thing is that several of the men using my service have offered me employment at great salaries. It is like being a beauty queen with men bidding for my favor. When I graduate I will have to make up my mind, which offer I feel like taking. No matter which one I accept, I'm well aware that sex will be a big part of the service expected.

If you enjoyed the story and have a story you want me to write about your introduction to the world of male sexuality, please send your outline to pomowolf@yahoo.com

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