Fraternity Suck Bitch-4
by
Swallows It All
Disclaimer: This story not even remotely related to any person, place or thing living or dead. It is suitable for adults only. No minors allowed. This is fictional story about a Pike pledge that ends up pledging to suck anyone in the fraternity whenever they need to get off. If you are not interested in this type of material, kindly use the back button for its intended purpose. If this is not the case, please enjoy the beginning of an awesome story of being on the inside. Feel free to use the story but ensure that you give credit where credit is due. In other words, don't take my stuff.
Tuesday Evening
So there I was in the basement of the frat house. With a couch for a bed and a bucket for a toilet. What the fuck is happening to me? What was going to happen to me next? It didn't take long to find out.
The door to the basement opened. So many guys came down, I lost count. Brady, Sean, Mark and a ton of other dudes trotted down the stairs and found a place to sit. Brady walked up to me with an arm behind his back.
"Good evening, suck bitch!" he said. "Are you ready for this evenings activities?"
"What activities? What are you going to do to me?" I asked.
"Well. Since you love cum so much, we are going to see how much you can take. How much cum can a cumeater eat? We'll find out!" Brady laughed.
He revealed what was behind his back. It was a small tray with a sandwich on plate and a glass of beer.
"Every one of these guys is going to cum on this sandwich. And then," Brady paused. "You are going to eat it. You will eat everything. You are going to kneel in the middle of the circle holding the plate while we all jerk off on the sandwich. Are you ready, fag? Is your mouth watering and raring to taste our cum?"
I simply replied with, "Yes."
"Well then...let's get started guys. Feed the fag!" Brady said handing me the plate and throwing his arms in the air.
Everyone began to undo their jeans, pull down their shorts and underwear and stroke their dicks. It truly was a beautiful sight that this was all for me. These guys were jerking off just to watch me eat their cum.
Brady motioned for me to take my place in the center of the basement. I knelt and took my place; holding the tray up to my chin.
It didn't take long for the first load to drop. Then the second and third.
These were thick fucking loads. And guys were shooting a lot of cum. The sandwich was covered in no time. Some guys came in the beer. I watched as their cum shots shot down into the glass and made their way back to the surface. Most sank to the bottom.
Brady was walking around motivating everyone. "Let's go guys. Feed this fucking fag. Can't have him going to bed hungry."
There were even pledges there; jerking off onto the sandwich then backing away while putting their dicks away to watch the rest of the show. I could see it in their eyes. The desire to watch someone swallow their load. The sandwich was a cool thought, but they wanted to shoot it right in my mouth. I could tell. I would offer them personal blow jobs later and fulfill their fantasy of cumming in my mouth.
Guy 15 was now shooting his runny load. Then guy 21, then guy 25. So much fucking cum. The sandwich was disappearing and the beer didn't look like beer any more. After what seemed like hours, the last load dropped. Brady had just added his own load to the mix.
"And now, fag, you eat." He said as he found a seat to watch the next act.
I flipped one slice of bread onto the other. I picked up the sandwich that had cum oozing out all over the place. I took a bite.
"Oh fuck, he's really doing it!" some of the guys yelled and turned away in disgust.
I didn't care. It was the best sandwich I had ever tasted. Most of the cum had hit room temperature, but it was still delicious. I took a swig of beer that was no longer beer, but cum beer.
I swallowed it all down. Bite after bite of the cum soaked sandwich. When I finished, I had a plate of cum. I tilted it to my mouth and let it fall in.
I performed my signature move of swishing the cum around in my mouth. Pushing it through my teeth then back again savoring the taste of at least 30 guys. I was in heaven.
When I finished swishing the cum around and swallowed it, one of the guys walked up to me and shoved his dick right in my mouth.
"Suck it fag. There's some more cum in my dick for you."
I began sucking; eagerly begging for the next load by grabbing this guy by the ass and pulling him deeper into my mouth.
"God damn. Open your throat, fag! I'm about to cum!" I felt the load flow in. Not losing a single fucking drop.
"Fuck, that is one hot mouth. I'll be back for more later fag." The guy zipped up and turned to leave as another guy took his place to get his dick serviced.
Another blow job, another load of cum to taste and swallow.
I was running through the group. Dick after dick, cumload after cumload.
Brady, Sean and Mark sat in amazement. I had already swallowed about 30 loads and I was still going. Getting it from the source. Nice, warm and thick. Sliding into my belly that seemed to be bottomless.
I sucked about half of the group. Most turned and left not wanting to see anymore.
It was soon just me, Brady and Sean.
"Holy fuck, fag." Brady said. You are a fucking machine. A real cum dump."
Sean walked up and grabbed the plate. "Lick it clean fag or it'll be dirty the next time you eat from it."
I did as ordered, licking up the remaining cold cum.
Then they all left. I was alone again. It had to be around midnight. I need to get some sleep. I crashed on couch and drifted off to sleep. My body was working overtime to process all that cum. I was going to have awesome dreams.
Tuesday Night (0200)
"Wake up, fag. Suck my dick." I heard as I was being shook.
My eyes were barely open. I began to yawn then I felt a dick being shoved in my mouth.
"Yeah, that's it. Take my fucking cock, you cum dump. You know you want some more cum."
It was dark and I couldn't see who it was, but they had a big dick that was really fucking hard.
"This is what I really wanted to do. Give it to you from the source. Let you feel my dick throb in your mouth as I filled it with my load."
I then knew it was one of the pledges. Sneaking down to the basement for an early morning blow job from the fraternity suck bitch. It was awesome.
Pretty soon, I had another load to add to my cum processing plant. The pledge pulled his dick from my mouth, tucking it back into his boxers. I was sad to see it go. The guy then leaned in and began spitting on my face.
"You fucking fag. You'll take anything we give you won't you?"
After that, he turned and left.
Wednesday Early Morning
Didn't get much sleep last night. Feeling like shit, I knew I had to go to class. Have to keep my grades up. I went upstairs to shower. The house was surprisingly quiet. I made it through the shower and out the door without getting a dick shoved in my mouth to see me off.
Wednesday Late Afternoon
Finished with classes. I made it to the house and down to the basement where I found a group of naked, sweaty dudes jerking off on a pile of dirty jockstraps that was thrown on the couch.
There was Brady. "Hey, fag. We decided to give you an extra mattress. It's sort of like a water bed. Only we are cumming on it. Hope you have a good night.
They soon left and laid down in the cum ridden mattress my brothers were so kind to give me. Of course, I began licking up the ropes of cum from the jockstraps. Making sure to suck out the puddles that had begun to soak through; taking with it the aroma of ball and ass sweat.
As I lay there, like a dog on a pile of bones, Jonas appeared out of nowhere.
"Enjoying yourself faggot? He said.
I jumped up dropping a strap from my mouth.
"I can't believe you drank Mr. Davis' piss." He said.
I looked down almost feeling ashamed.
"Did you like it?" Jonas asked.
"Yes. I liked it. I didn't know he was going to do it though." I explained.
"Shut up and get over here!" Jonas yelled.
I crawled off the couch and over to Jonas. I knelt even lower when I got to him licking his feet though his flip flops.
He just stood there and let me.
I looked up and told him that I had learned to take cock deep in my throat and that I was ready to take his dick any way he wanted to give it to me.
"Oh really?" he asked. "Well first things first. Pull down my shorts."
When I did, he grabbed my head and held it just under his soft dick.
"Get ready, fag. You're about to drink a lot of piss!"
After a few seconds of complete stillness, the stream began to flow. I broke Jonas' grip on my head and took his pissing dick in my mouth. I began to suck it while he kept pissing.
"Oh, you fucking fag." He groaned.
He liked it. Pretty soon he stopped pissing and I started sucking more ferociously trying to get him hard.
He grabbed my head again.
"Not yet, fag. You have more work to do before we see if you get to swallow my cum."
Jonas turned around and pulled his shorts down some more.
"Lick it, fag. Lick my sweaty ass. Clean it with your faggot tongue!"
I immediately buried my face in his ass before he could finish the sentence.
It was definitely sweaty and tasted so good. I started at his balls and licked all the way up before coming back down and sliding my tongue into this asshole.
"Oh yeah, fag. Get your tongue in my ass deep! That's it. Lick my asshole clean!" Jonas moaned.
After a few minutes of asshole service, Jonas turned again. This time, his hard dick hitting me in the face.
He spit on my face then pushed his dick down on my face with his hand. Keeping his hand in place, he started to hump the side of my face; his dick sliding back and forth against my skin.
"Oh yeah. I could get off just like this. Shoot my cum all over your face again. Is that what you want, fag? You want my cum all over you fag face again?"
With Jonas still `fucking my face', I managed to say no.
"No? Then where do you want it?" Jonas asked.
"I want it in my stomach!" I yelled as I broke his grip again and dove down on his dick.
"Oh fuck. You greedy faggot. You really have been practicing!" Jonas yelled.
With his hands by his side, I was pulling him into my mouth all the way down to the balls. Over and over again; taking breathes in between. I wanted his cum and if I was going to get it, I would have to take it.
Every thrust down on his dick was met with his hairy balls and pubes in my face and on my chin. I didn't stop.
It didn't take long before Jonas was ready to cum.
"Are you ready, fag? I hope so, because my cum is about to go down your throat!" Jonas yelled as he finally grabbed my head and took the reins back.
He was fucking my throat like a mad, deranged man. My body went limp as Jonas finally mounted an assault on my throat. I was loving every second of it. "Shit dude. Take it. Take my fucking cum!" Jonas yelled.
Finally! I felt his dick pulsate like crazy after rope after rope shot out. At this depth, I would not be able to taste his cum. I regained motor function and pulled off his dick a little and grabbed it with my hands to keep the cum flowing.
Then I tasted it. I was finally tasting Jonas' warm cum. I looked up and he was looking right at me. Not in disgust, but amazement. The look that said `I have a mouth that I can fuck any way that I want, as hard as I want.' And it was true. I was willing to do anything for Jonas. Clean his asshole, drink his piss and swallow his load of cum whenever he wanted. Day or night. I wanted to be his personal fraternity suck bitch.
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