DISCLAIMER: Ok, I got a lot of fuckin' e-mails over this story asking - and in some cases, begging - me to continue it, which I had not intended to do. But never let it be said that RimPig, in his never ending quest to bring pleasure to males, can ever say no to the idea of getting a guy off! That's just not me! And the lucky guys who have had my mouth around their cock, my tongue up their butt or their cock up my very hot hole, can tell you I will do ANYTHING to please a male.
So, here's a fifth AND FINAL installment. I hope you enjoy it. It's not going to be all raunch this time. Just mostly. There is going to be some romance because, if you haven't figured it out yet, I am one Raunchy/Romantic little Pig!
Oh, and if you're not allowed to read this story because of laws where you live - fuckin' MOVE!
And, by the way, this story is for Wesley. Just because.
FRAT BASEMENT - 5
by RimPig (c) 2002
When I finally made it back to the frat house from the gym, I was having a little trouble walking after being fucked so rough and so long by Coach Bradford. I was also exhausted so when I made it back to our room and found Brian still asleep, I stripped naked and crawled in beside him. His arm came around me and he drew me to him.
"Mmm. You smell like fuckin'!" he murmured.
"Yeah, well I ought to! I got fucked by an animal!" I chuckled.
"Shetland pony or Coach Bradford?" he asked.
I was shocked.
"How the fuck do you know that?!" I almost screamed.
"Hey! Remember me? I love the stink of a man's body, too! I can smell Coach all over you!" he grinned at me. "And besides, I've heard what an animal he is when he gets a piece of really nice boy-butt and the best piece of boy-butt I know of is right here in this bed next to me."
"You can tell Coach's scent on me?!" I was impressed!
"Fuck! I've smelled it enough! I've ate his butt, drunk his piss and sucked more loads of his spoonge than I can even remember!" he laughed.
"Did he ever fuck you?" I asked.
"You know he didn't! You're the first and only guy to fuck me in 5 years! Fuck, no! I wasn't gonna let that guy anywhere near my butt!" he said.
"I guess in some ways, I don't blame you. He is one rough fuck but - GOD! - what a fuck! I got off twice just from him fucking me!" I said.
"Yeah, I've heard guys screaming in that massage room while he's fucked the shit out of them. But they all come out with this fuckin' shit-eatin' grin on their faces like they've found heaven!" he grinned at me. "Just like you look like now."
"Well...yeah. But it was just sex!" I protested.
He grabbed me tighter into his arms.
"I know that, babe! I'm not worried about you fuckin' Coach! Have fun. Just you be here in bed with me and I'm happy." he said.
I kissed him deeply.
"I'll always be there." I promised him.
And curled up in Brian's arms I went to sleep for a few hours. When I finally woke up, Brian was gone and I really had to take a piss. I pulled on my 'uniform' jock and was just heading down to the bathroom when I ran into Randy Banner. He and I hadn't gotten it on since the night of my initiation. He'd stopped in a couple of mornings to piss on me, but didn't stay for a blowjob or to fuck me. I figured that either he wasn't interested or he had another source of sexual gratification.
"Hey, Nick! Where ya' headed." the big defensive end asked me.
"Gotta take a wicked piss! Just woke up." I grinned at him.
"Aren't you headed the wrong way?" he asked, with a gleam in his eye that I didn't quite understand.
"Well...no...I don't think so?" I was confused by his question.
"I thought your bathroom was the other way." he said quietly.
"Oh! No, that's the one I use in the mornings for my 'morning shower', but I don't use it normally. Why? You wanna go there with me?" I asked, wondering if he was horny or what.
"Yeah. I'd really like that." he said quietly, giving me a shy smile.
The light finally went off in my head! That's the problem! He's shy. I guess he doesn't want everyone to watch him having sex. Ok, I can deal with that!
"Sure, Randy, let's go." I said, turning around and heading for 'my' bathroom.
Randy followed like an eager puppy. When we got inside, Randy locked the door. Yep! That was the problem, he just didn't want anybody else around - and I soon learned why.
After locking the door, Randy swept me into his huge, muscular arms and gave me a very deep kiss. As his tongue tasted me, his hands started moving all over my body - slowly, gently. Much more gently than I would have ever imagined for a guy his size who was used to committing physical mayhem on his opponents! I was responding like crazy to him! I guess because this was so different than what I expected. I've learned over the years never to try and guess what a guy's like in bed because most of the time, you can't tell until you get him there.
"Don't you have to piss?" Randy asked quietly as he pulled his mouth away from mine.
"Yeah. I do." I said, wondering where this was going.
"Good!" he grinned. "I want it."
Well! That was a surprise as well. So Randy not only liked giving piss, he liked taking it as well! We slipped off our clothes and got into the tub together and Randy went immediately to his knees. There I stood there looking down at the mountain of muscular male. What a fuckin' power trip! Randy Banner, scourge of the gridiron, on his fuckin' knees, waiting for my piss! I could get to like this! Randy looked up at me and I could see the hunger in his eyes. He wanted this and he wanted this bad! But he wanted something more.
"Yeah! Piss on me! Fuckin' treat me like a pig! Make me your fuckin' bitch!" he moaned.
Oh! So that's what he's into. No wonder he didn't want anyone to know about it!
"You want my piss, Pig? You want my hot manpiss, you fucking faggot! You wanna be my toilet, bitch?! Well, if you want my hot piss, you're gonna have to beg for it, pussy-boy!" If that's what he wanted, that's what he was gonna get.
"Please, Sir! Gimme your piss! I need your piss, Sir! I need it bad! This pig hasn't had a drink of piss in weeks, Sir!" he begged.
I wondered, for a moment, who's piss he'd been drinking but it didn't matter right then. I had a begging pig to feed and I needed to piss bad!
"Then wrap your fuckin' toilet lips around my cock, bitch and get ready!" I ordered him.
He quickly wrapped his lips around my cock and I let fly with my piss load. Randy immediately started moaning and swallowing my piss like a pro!
"Yeah, faggot! Drink down all my manpiss! You love drinkin' a man's stinkin' piss, don't you, pig?! I bet you're a cocksucker, too, aren't you, bitch! I bet you love suckin' on dirty cocks after they've been up your faggot pussy!" I growled at him. I was really getting into this!
Randy moaned again, louder this time, and nodded his head while he continued to drink down my heavy load of piss. It felt so good to unload into his warm, wet mouth. And this whole trip of degrading him was really turning me on!
But, all good things must come to an end - though not quite. No sooner had I dumped all my piss down his throat, but Randy started sucking on my cock. And he was fuckin' great at cocksucking! This boy had evidently had lots of practice! I'd bet Coach Brandon would love him - if he hasn't had him already!
"Yeah, cunt - suck my fuckin' cock! Lemme jam my cock down your faggot throat, bitch!" I moaned as I shoved my cock farther and farther down his throat.
He didn't gag once. He just took my whole cock right down. No doubt that Randy had been sucking a lot of cocks. He was good! Too fuckin's good! I didn't want to cum down his throat - I wanted to fuck his 'tight end'! I pulled my cock out of his mouth and he moaned like a baby that you take candy away from.
"Don't worry, you'll get it back, bitch! But up another hole! I'll bet you love to lick men's ripe buttholes, don't you, pig? I'll bet you love to shove your tongue up a man's stinkin' shit hole and lick out his raunchy hole, bitch!" I all but screamed at him.
"Oh, yes, Sir! I love the smell of a man's ass! I love to lick out a man's hole when it's ripe and raunchy! Please, Sir! Let me eat your hole! Let me shove my nose up your butt and snort all your raunch, Sir! Please, Sir! Let me clean out your ass with my tongue!" he begged.
Who was I to deny him? I turned around and bent over.
"There you go, pig! Smell my fuckin' butt! Get your nose in there and suck up all my fuckin' stink, you dirty pig! You love that ripe man-ass don't you, faggot!" I growled.
"Oh yes, Sir! I love smelling stinky man-butt, Sir!" he said and then I felt him pull my butt cheeks apart and begin snorting up and down my ass-crack.
"Yeah, pig! Get your snout full of my butt-stink! You love it don't you, faggot?! Why don't you take a taste of my butt? Yeah! Suck my shit-hole, bitch!" I said as I rubbed my butt up and down his face.
I could feel his tongue eagerly licking out my ass-crack and could hear his moans as he tasted the raunch in my butt. His lips locked around my hole and he began sucking at the opening to my butt - all the time trying to shove his thick tongue up my hole to taste the inside of my chute.
"Ahh! Fuck, yeah! You fuckin' pig! Lick out my butt! Shove your tongue all the way up my shit- hole and eat me out!" I moaned as he ate my ass like a starving man.
There was only so much of this stimulation I could take. My cock was as hard as a steel rod and was leaking cock-snot like a faucet. I was determined to fuck Randy's ass and make him the fucking bitch he wanted to be. I pulled my butt away from his face and turned around. Looking down at him as he knelt there in the tub, his face covered with spit and juices from my ass, his tongue hanging out of his mouth like a hungry dog, I knew I had him to the point of complete fuck-lust. He would do anything I wanted him to do! And what I wanted was for him to give up his fuckin' ass to my cock!
"I'm gonna fuck you, whore! I'm gonna fuck your boy-pussy and make you my bitch! Is that what you want, faggot?!" I growled at him.
"Oh! Yes, Sir! Please, Sir! Fuck my faggot ass! Make me your bitch, Sir! Please fuck my whore- ass, Sir, and make it yours!" he begged.
"Turn around, bitch and spread that pussy open for me!" I commanded.
He couldn't get around fast enough! I was quickly looking at his hairy crack as his hands held his muscular butt cheeks open for my inspection. I could see his pink hole winking at me. It looked like a really tasty crack and, being a guy who really loved eating butt, I decided that his needed eating - and right now!
I got down on my knees behind him, bent over and shoved my nose into his ass to breathe in his scent. The aroma of hot, male ass hit my nose and I moaned at the raunchiness of it. I stuck out my tongue and started running it up and down his butt-crack. The taste was salty and tangy from his sweat and ass-juice. I started licking and sucking at his hole which opened right up for me. This boy was used to getting fucked! I shoved my tongue all the way up his hole and tasted the dark tang of his inner butt while he moaned at my tongue's invasion. I brought my hand down hard on his butt cheek, slapping his jock butt!
"Yeah, bitch! You got a nice pussy!" I growled at him and then shoved my tongue back up his chute.
I ate his butt and shoved as much spit up it as I could. I wasn't going to bother with lube. I figured spit would do and he'd like it better that way. As I got up and spit on my own cock, I felt the pressure behind my dick and decided I'd use additional lubrication - piss! I started pissing on his hole and shoved my cock in at the same time so that I was filling his ass with piss and my cock simultaneously. He moaned at the feel of my cock and piss filling his hole.
"Yeah, bitch! Take my piss up your cunt! Just the way to fuck a pig - fucking into my own hot piss!" I moaned as the heat of his butt and my piss surrounded my cock.
I fucked him hard from the very beginning and he loved every minute of it! He was moaning and crying out like a cheap whore.
"Fuck my ass! Yeah, piss up my butt and fuck me like the slut I am! Make me your fuckin' bitch! Pound that pussy HARD!" he moaned - and I did!
Of course, pounding my cock in and out of his hole hard and fast while feeling my piss pouring out of his butt and into my bush and around my balls was going to make this a short fuck. I couldn't hold out long. I needed to cum up his slut-hole and soon! It was only a short time and I could feel the tingling in my balls. I could have probably held out a little longer but I felt his butt start clenching my cock as he went over the top from my frantic pounding of his hole!
"Fuck me! I'm gonna cum! FFFUUUUCCCKKK!!!" he screamed.
I was right behind him!
"Fuckin' your ass bitch! Fillin' your butt with my load! FFFUUUCCCKKK!!" I yelled as I pounded my load into his butt and slapped his fuckin' ass at the same time leaving red hand marks on the cheeks.
I collapsed on his back and we slid down into the tub. I wasn't through with him just yet, though. As we lay there, I took another piss up his butt and he moaned as he felt the heat and fullness in his bowels. I pulled slowly out of his butt and told him to get back up on his knees again. I then got down and began sucking my piss and cum out of his well-used ass. My piss was salty and tangy, mixed as it was with his ass juice and my cum. It was delicious! And Randy's moaning at the very nasty act was music to my ears.
After sucking out all the piss and cum I could get from his ass, I let him turn over and I covered his mouth with mine, gifting him with some of the piss, assjuice and cum from his own butt. He sucked down all that I held in my mouth and then used his tongue to get every drop he could find in my mouth. When there was no more, he pulled back and looked at me.
"Fuck! You are really good!" he moaned. "I've needed that for so long! Thanks!"
"That's what the Mascot's for!" I grinned.
"Uhh...nobody has to know about this...I mean..." Randy stuttered.
"Hey, guy! Mascot's don't tell! It's in the code!" I grinned.
I could well understand why this big, bruising football player didn't want the rest of his frat brothers knowing what a 'pussy-boy' he really was. He hugged me as we left the bathroom.
I went back to the room and Brian was sitting in our bed eating pizza.
"I figured you'd be hungry." Brian said, chomping on a slice.
"Fuck yeah! All I've had today is cock, butt, piss and cum!" I laughed.
"Poor you!" he said in mock sympathy.
"Hey, if I want to make it through tonight, I need some nourishment!" I whined, grabbing a slice. "And when are you going to tell me about tonight?"
"Well, there isn't a lot to tell. You're there to service the guys who come in horned because their girlfriends aren't putting out or guys who don't have girlfriends or dates and are horny after a whole week of nothing but classes and practices. The only thing really 'special' is the little room." he said.
"What little room?" I asked.
"There's this room off to the side that you didn't see the night of your installation. It's specially set up with six small rooms that have locking doors on them. They're set up so there are three rooms on each side and they share a common wall down the middle - and that wall has glory holes between the booths. When you walk in there is a blank wall and you go around to either the left or right. If you go on the right, then the three booths there are for guys who want to suck cock but not let anyone know that they're doing it. If you go to the left, that side is for guy's who want their cock sucked but usually are too shy or too afraid to come to you as mascot or don't want anyone to know that they're gettin' off in another guy's mouth." Brian explained.
"So do I have to do anything in there?" I asked.
"Nope. Those guys will take care of themselves. And if there ain't nobody to suck their dicks or they want to suck dick and there's nobody in there wanting to be sucked - well...that's just their problem." Brian said.
"Where are you going to be?" I asked.
"Where do you want me?" Brian asked.
"As close to me as possible." I said, and gently kissed him.
"No problem. I have a feeling this is going to be fun." he smiled.
We headed down to the basement about midnight. The room was empty when we got there. I guess a lot of guys hadn't gotten home yet. Brian went and checked on the little room. He came back and told me there were a couple of guys in there already, one sucking off the other.
"I kinda feel sorry for them." I said. "Not being able to admit to themselves or anybody else what they really want."
"Yeah, and it's not like they don't see the rest of us. They know that they're not going to be ridiculed because they want sex with other guys. I guess some of them still are hung up from the way they were raised." Brian said.
"Yeah, I was only afraid of getting my ass kicked for being a cocksucker." I laughed. "It didn't take me very long to take Mike's deal about me being mascot, did it?"
"No. You seemed to grab that as soon as it was offered." he said.
"Well...yeah! You know why, don't you?" I asked.
"Well, I guess because it got you all the dick you could want!" he said.
"Oh, really? Is that what you think?" I said.
"Well...fuck! What other reason could there be?" he looked at me with this 'I don't have a fuckin' clue' expression.
"Try this one. How about the fact that I was about to have access to the one guy on campus I would have done anything to have sex with?" I smirked.
It took him a while, but finally the light dawned in his eyes.
"You mean..." and his voice got suddenly very quiet. "You mean me?"
"Yes, dumbshit! I mean you!" I said, wrapping my arms around his thick, muscular neck.
His arms went around me and he nuzzled my face with his nose, then kissed me gently.
Ok, so he's not the sharpest knife in the drawer! But he loves me and I know it. And he is awesome sex! What more could I ask for?
We finally parted and Brian walked over to a padded bench I hadn't noticed before.
"You're gonna love this!" he said.
"Ok, I give up, what's this for?" I asked.
The bench was really weird. It looked like a weight bench but it was heavily padded and had a large hole in it near one end. It was also a bit higher than a normal bench.
"This is for you." Brian said, pointing to the bench. "You lay on it and your cock and balls go thru the hole. This supports you while you're getting fucked from behind and you can suck a guy sitting on the bench while you're getting fucked. If somebody wants to, they can play with or suck your dick underneath. Try it and see how it feels."
I slipped off my 'uniform jock' and lay down lengthwise on the bench. My cock and balls fell quite naturally through the hole and my ass was just at the right height to get fucked. I could see where this bench was going to prevent a lot of strain and fatigue because I didn't have to support my weight while I was getting fucked. As I lay there, Brian went over to a cabinet and brought back a bottle of lube and began generously greasing up my hole. I moaned at the thrust of his fingers inside me. He rapidly opened me up enough to slide his hard cock deep into my butt. I loved the way his bottle thick cock spread my hole! It was the ultimate feeling! I loved it! His cock was so thick, it constantly massaged my 'joy button' as he fucked me, guaranteeing that I got off every time he fucked me without ever having to touch myself.
Brian began slowly pumping in and out of my hole, gently loosening me for the large number of cocks I hoped would be up that hole tonight. I lay there moaning as he fucked me, wishing that I had a cock in my mouth at the same time. My wish quickly came true when the door opened and there stood Mike in just a jock and a hardon I could see pushing out the mesh material in front.
Mike walked forward and straddled the bench. He pushed his jock into my face and I moaned at all the raunchy smells in it. I started licking and sucking at the mesh pouch, tasting the tang of the sweat and dried piss trapped in the fabric and the sweetness of pre-cum and even the starchiness of cum. His jock was a treasure-trove of male smells and tastes and I scarfed up as much as I could while Brian's thick cock continued to ream my horny hole.
When Mike's jock pouch was sobbing wet with my saliva, he pulled his hard cock from it and I let it slide deep into my mouth and down my throat. Now I was being fucked at both ends. I became the meat in a "fuck sandwich" between Brian and Mike. It was an overwhelming feeling! I would have lasted longer but I suddenly felt a warm, wet mouth engulf my cock from under the bench. I had absolutely no idea who's mouth it was and at the moment I didn't care! I moaned around Mike's plunging cock as I spewed my load into the hungry mouth below me.
That was the start of the night. A night that seemed endless. No more than Brian and Mike shot their loads into my hungry ass and mouth respectively, then their places were taken by other frat brothers. I stopped knowing or caring which ones. Some were hairy, some weren't. Some reeked of sweat and man smells, others smelled like they'd just come from the showers. It didn't matter as long as I had a cock up my ass and down my throat - I was happy.
I guess it was about the 5th or 6th guy that I sucked on who decided he needed a urinal as well. As I swallowed down his piss, the guy fucking my butt evidently figured out what was going on and thought he would add to the festivities. He stopped fucking me for a few moments and let his cock go partially soft. Then I felt the warm stream of his piss expanding my colon and I moaned at being pissed in from both ends. Then the guy behind me started fucking me again and his piss came pouring out of my ass around his cock. I remembered the drain in the middle of the floor and figured it would get quite a workout tonight if this continued.
Guys kept coming and cumming for the next few hours. Though I was only obligated to be there for 2 hours, I couldn't stop as long as there were guys who were willing to fuck my two horny holes. There were even a few more who were willing to go under the bench and use their mouths to give me some relief. One guy would suck out the cum and piss from my ass after every three or four times I got fucked. By the time the night was over, my ass was gaping open like the Holland Tunnel! In fact, Alex fucked me with his 'horse cock' and it barely encountered any resistance as he just slammed right into my butt.
Finally, late in the night, one guy started playing with my butt. He was sticking finger after finger in my hole and starting to make me feel really good with his action on my opening and inside of me. He lubed me up well and then I felt some pressure in my ass which quickly passed. I couldn't quite tell what he was doing but suddenly I felt something thick and hard slide deep into my guts. At first I thought it must be his cock but it was WAY too big for that. I knew every cock in the frat and nobody was hung that good! Finally I figured out what he was fucking me with - it was his goddamned fist and arm! It felt so fucking good as he continued to "punch fuck" me. I gave myself over to his talents while I feasted on a frat brother's very sweaty and fragrant ass which was laid on the bench in front of me where I could just bury my face in it and eat to my heart's content. Again, somebody was sucking me under the bench. I'd already cum four times by this point so it was not going to be an easy job to get me off, but this deep-throated cocksucker sure had the technique to bring me off! The fist started pounding harder and faster up my ass and I ended up screaming out my orgasm into the ass that I was eating while unloading one last cum- dump into the guy eating my cock.
At this point, I simply collapsed. I couldn't do anything else. Then I felt someone pushing the guys away from me and my body was lifted gently into a strong pair of muscular arms and I was carried out of the room and back to the bed I shared with Brian. I was gently laid on the bed and then the body got into bed with me, took me in his arms and gently kissed me behind the ear. It was Brian. I knew from his scent and from his warmth. I quickly fell into an exhausted sleep.
When I finally woke up, it was full daylight outside. I looked at the clock and realized it was after 11 a. m. Brian was still curled up behind me, his cock deep inside my well-used ass. But I noticed that my muscles must have tightened up because the 'fullness' I always feel when Brian fucks me was there. I pushed back and he moaned at the feeling of my ass sliding up and down his hard cock. I felt his arms squeeze me and his mouth begin to lick and bite at my neck. I moaned and he pushed me over on my stomach and began to pound his cock in and out of my butt. After all the sex I had the night before, you would think that sex was the last thing I'd want this morning! Think again! This was how I wanted to wake up every morning - Brian's thick hard cock pounding hell out of my butt! And he was!
It didn't take long for Brian to get off and he took me there with him. Just as Brian was shooting his hot, thick load in my butt, I was spraying the sheets of our bed with mine. No wonder our room always smelled like cum! After he'd cum, Brian pulled out of my ass and slid down on the bed. He buried his face in my ravaged hole and began licking and sucking at it, pulling his load and others from my hole. When he was done, he turned me over and began cleaning off my cock with his mouth. I was sensitive and moaned at the feel of his wet mouth. Then he just held my cock in his warm mouth and I knew what he wanted. I began to piss, feeling my golden juice flowing through my cock into his thirsty throat. This was so wonderful, to just lie there and let Brian drink my piss!
Then he straddled me and brought his cock to my mouth. I took it in, cleaning off the cum and my ass juice with my tongue and then holding his cock softly while I waited for his piss. I didn't have to wait long. Soon I was swallowing and swallowing his hot golden flow. I loved trading piss with him like this. When he was finished, he lay down beside me facing me and took me back into his arms. We kissed deeply and I could taste all the raunch of my body on his mouth as I'm sure he could taste from mine.
"I love you, Brian." I said, breaking the kiss and looking into his beautiful eyes.
"I love you, too, Nick." he said softly.
No sputtering, no hesitation! Like it was the most natural thing in the world! The big, tough wrestler simply told me that he loved me. So why were their tears flowing out of my eyes?
"Hey! Did I say something wrong?" he asked, all concerned.
"No, you dumb jock! You finally said something right!" I laughed at him. "Next thing you know, you're going to be calling me your 'lover'!"
"Well...you are, aren't you?" he asked, his voice all shy and hesitant.
"Yes, if that's what you want, Brian. I just never thought I'd hear it from you." I said.
"Well...I had this talk with Mike. He told me if I didn't treat you right and tell you how I really felt, then there was a chance I could lose you. I don't want to lose you, Nick! Not ever!" he said and I knew he meant it.
"You aren't going to lose me, Brian." I told him and he smiled.
We spent the day together, mostly in bed. We made love several times and then went and got food so that we had enough energy to go back and make love some more. From then on, that's what Sundays were like for us. Just the two of us, spending time loving each other.
That year flew by for me. It was a year of the most and best sex I'd ever had in my life. After it was over, however, Brian and I continued to room together there in the frat house and continued to have a lot of sex both with each other and with other guys. We both helped 'break in' the next 'Mascot' who did a very creditable job for the frat. My senior year, I was elected the president of the frat. By that time, Brian had finished graduate school and had a degree in Physical Education. Coach Bradford offered Brian a position as an assistant coach with the Wrestling team and I got ready to graduate. I'm looking now at going to graduate school myself.
We're still very happy together, Brian and me. We still love the scents of each other's bodies and we still love getting it on with other hot sweaty men. We have each other and we have all the young frat boys we could want. What more could you ask for in life?
The End of FRAT BASEMENT.
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