Here it is. Sorry for the delay. --Bart.
So there I was: on my knees underneath Derek's desk, licking his asshole while he put the finishing touches on an English paper. It was a position I knew well. I'd been there for over an hour at this point, alternating my slobbering between his thick cock, his enormous hairy balls, and sweaty asshole. Beyond that, I'd been in this position many times before, pleasuring Derek as he worked. It was more than a month since I first swallowed Derek's cum and he had stuck to his word: I was his cocksucker. I knew my place.
"Lick that ass, sweet lips," he said as he affectionately patted my head. "Almost done with this paper. Then I'm gonna start on you."
I moaned into his hairy crack, shoving my tongue further up. When I'd begun cleaning out his hole an hour earlier, it was pretty stinky, reaking of sweat and shit. Now it was wet with my saliva and I had his ass hairs stuck between my eager teeth.
"Hold still a sec, faggot," Derek warned. I knew what was coming. A moment's concentration and then a loud, raspy fart burst from his ass. I pushed my mouth onto his ass and inhaled deeply. He didn't need to hold my head against his ass when he farted anymore, even though I wished he would. Sometimes he would be in a more aggressive mood, but not while he worked.
"Shiiiit!" said his roommate Jake, as he walked in. "That stinks."
Derek laughed. "Dining hall food makes me gassy. Where you been?"
"Working out," Jake answered. Jake worked out every afternoon. Lately, he had stopped showering at the gym and started coming back to the room extra sweaty. He liked a nightly tongue bath. "Faggot under there?" he asked.
"Sure is. Just swallowed my nasty fart."
I moaned and made loud lapping noises to express my thanks for the gift.
"Mind if I get some of that?" Jake requested.
"Go right ahead."
Jake bent down so I could see his sweaty face. I hadn't seen him yet, being under the desk and all. His voice was strong. "Faggot, get your tongue in my pit NOW."
I squeezed out from under the desk, Derek slapping my ass as I squirmed away. Jake sat on the edge of his bed wearing only a jock strap. I crawled between his legs. He smiled and lifted an arm. I immediately ran my tongue along the damp hairs of his armpit. He exhaled happily as I licked from his armpit to his nipple and then to his other nipple, his other sweaty pit. This man could sweat and I loved it. Moving back to his nipples, he fell back onto the bed and pushed my head down towards his crotch forcefully. I licked along the jock strap until he ordered, "Toes, fag." I took his foot in my hand and began to slurp at his grimy toes. At his command, I switched to the other foot. Finally he lifted his pelvis and slid his jock off. His cock was semi-hard and it lay across his hard lower belly.
"I gotta piss, cocksucker. Hope you're thirsty." I quickly took the head of his monster cock into my mouth just as he began to shoot a heavy stream of rancid urine down my throat. I swallowed dutifully. The stream seemed to go on forever as Jake narrated, "Drink that piss. Drink it. Yeah." Jake pissed into my mouth for so long that Derek swiveled around in his desk chair and began to watch. When the stream finally subsided, Jake exhaled loudly and Derek began to applaud.
"Man, you are up to task, Steve," Derek congratulated me. "Anything we want, you are the faggot to do it."
I beamed. "I love doing it, Derek. Thanks for that, Jake," I said, catching my breath. I loved their cum and piss so much that Derek had taken to emptying his morning bladder into a water bottle, which he served to me later in the day. Sometimes he would squeeze the bottle so that the piss splashed against my face. He and Jake loved that. They would laugh for ten minutes afterwards, all the while spearing their cocks into my mouth and throat.
"That was amazing, Steve," Jake said. "Now lie down so I can sit on your faggot face."
I quickly obliged, hopping on the bed. In no time at all, Jake had lowered onto my face the sweatiest asshole I could dream of. Before allowing my tongue to clean it, he proceeded to wipe his sweaty crack along my nose and forehead. "Someone's face is gonna smell like a toilet," he squealed.
"Done!" Derek announced as I lapped at Jake's hole, breathing in his manly scent. "My turn."
Jake moved off my face and was replaced by Derek, straddling my chest. He lifted my head and shoved his eight inch cock down my throat. With Jake's cheers to inspire him, Derek was quickly fucking my face roughly. "Take it, you faggot cocksucker," he shouted angrily. He had two handfuls of my hair was slamming his throbbing dick in and out of my mouth until his balls smacked against my chin.
Jake began to rub his precum dripping cock along my cheek as Derek called me names and face fucked me roughly. "Hey, faggot," Jake taunted, "got a surprise guest for you." I could barely concentrate on his words as I struggled to handle all of Derek's monstrous cock. "We figured we were selfish not to share your talents." Jake was stroking his cock feverishly now. There was a knock at the door.
"Come in!"
I couldn't see the new arrival because my view was blocked by Derek's torso.
"Come over here and watch closely," Jake told the visitor. "We're gonna cover this faggot's face with cum."
Jake jerked furiously as Derek slammed into me, filling my throat with cock.
"I'm close," Jake announced. Derek removed his cock from my mouth with a loud pop and joined Jake in jerking his cock, millimeters from my face. The two college boys panted and giggled and stroked until one screamed "CUMMING!" and the other shouted, "Take that, you cocksucker!"
Suddenly two cocks began spewing hot cum onto my nose, forehead, cheeks, hair, chin, eyes. By the time they were done with their massive orgasms, I was so covered in cum that I couldn't see anything. Derek got up off of my chest. He and Jake slapped each others hands and laughed.
"Sit up, faggot," Derek order. "Keep your eyes closed." I didn't dare open them. "Now I wanted you to swallow as much of that cum as you can, got it?"
I began to scoop up their juices with two fingers and shovel the warm liquid into my mouth.
"Holy shit," a familiar voice exclaimed. "What a fag."
"I told you, Mark," Jake said.
MARK?! My roommate Mark?! My face empty of their cum, the boys allowed me to open my eyes and see the guest. And there stood my roommate Mark, wide eyed and astonished. He knew nothing about my recent escapades because he'd been sleeping at his girlfriend's apartment.
"Your roommate sucks cock better than any pussy I've ever had," Derek said proudly.
I looked at Mark, ashamed. His face was stone. He looked from Derek to Jake and then back to me. Suddenly a smirk appeared on his lips. "Shit, Steve. If I'd known you liked cock so much, I would've fed you mine a long time ago," he said.
"You can start now," said Jake.
And Mark unbuckled his belt...