Poor cute, loser Caleb crawled across the cement floor of the shower room. Loser is the only adequate word to describe the young college boy. At this moment in his life, he was indeed a loser in every way. Not only had he made a series of stupid rigged bets, but he had lost them. He was a loser in the eyes of the other hunky college dudes, and he was a loser in his own life as well. Now, if he didn't bend to the wills of his schoolmates, incriminating photos of him would be sent all over the campus and posted on line and sent to his parents and relatives. he was a loser in the hands of a superior masculine male named Mark! All around Caleb were the strong thick legs and feet of men showering. Naked legs and feet with water cascading down and off them onto the floor through which Caleb crawled on his hands and knees. Water swirled around him and escaped down drains...Caleb longed to escape himself, but what could he do? He had to pay the debt of losing the last bet. Above him...round hard asses and dangling dicks and ball sacks. From his position on the floor, it was a world of huge dicks and scrotums with water running off of the fat swinging cockheads. One thick muscled dude standing near Caleb lifted a foot and rested it on Caleb's back. The jock began to soap and wash his cock and nuts. Caleb could feel the pressure of the naked foot in the small of his back. It made him feel inferior, weak, subservient.
"Lick! a deep masculine voice growled. Caleb lifted his head and began to lap at the soapy nuts. The taste of the soap was daunting. It choked him. But what could he do? It was his job. He lapped at the huge swinging fucksack. The prick over it began to bob and the thick foreskin pulled back slightly. Caleb tasted wrinkled scrotal flesh. Caleb was a straight boy. He had never coveted male dick or scrotum. He had never even experimented much with boy/boy sexual activity like many normal teen boys do. No, Caleb thought of himself as a tough little cunt fucker, but here he was licking the balls of another dude! The water poured down on them. Caleb thoroughly cleaned the ball sack, and then the jock shifted, places both of his feet about a year apart, bent over slightly and reached back and spread his muscular ass globes with his hands.
"Lick!" he growled again. Caleb trembled. His body felt weak, useless. He raised his cute face and extended his tongue. Then he began to lick up and down the college jock's ass crack.
HE WAS LICKING ASS! HE WAS LICKING A MAN'S ASS! Fortunately, because of the water pouring down on them, the ass didn't taste too bitter. The excess soap in Caleb's mouth helped too. Yes, he hated the taste of soap in his mouth...it was foul. But it was so much better than the taste of male ass! Caleb swiped his tongue up and down the ass crack.
Then he heard Mark's voice from behind him. "Tongue the shithole!" The voice barked it out like a command. Some of the dozen or so college boys in the shower laughed.
Caleb shuddered and extended his tongue, making it as pointy as he could. He flicked his tongue over the pink corrugated flesh of the jock's asshole.
"Oh yeah, Christ yeah!" The jock bellowed as Caleb forced the tip of his tongue into the tight rosette of the man's asshole! The inside of the asshole felt warm and moist on his tongue.
Here the taste was more bitter... a darker, muskier flavor and smell. Caleb, not wanting to anger Mark and the others, put his hands up on the muscular ass and spread the cheeks even farther. He shoved his face deep into the ass crack and worked his tongue in and out of the shithole.
"That a girl! Eat my ass, Bitch!" The jock yelled, and the shower room echoed with the laughter of the jocks...their laughter bouncing off the walls, louder even than the sound of cascading water. Caleb wanted to please. He wanted this humiliation to be over and done with. The sooner he pleased...the sooner it would finish! He fucked the tight hairy asshole with his tongue.
His tongue ached from being extended so very far up the jock's rectum.
How could Caleb ever face any of these college boys again? How could he sit in class with them or pass them on campus? Would he have to drop out? What was his destiny? Everything in his world seemed to be changing. The cute boy on his knees in the dorm shower sucking the ass of a jock had no idea just how much his life was indeed changing. The jock bent over more and ground his ass into the boy's face. His large hand worked at his own now erect prick, pumping it furiously. Other guys in the shower were also beating their huge hunks of jock fuckmeart. Suddenly the jock pulled away from Caleb's face, leaving the boy wagging and thrusting his tongue in the air. The jock spun and jerking on his fat dick, he shot a huge load of spunk right into Caleb's face, coating his lips and tongue with male fuck slop!
"Oh, Shit, Fuck, Yeah!" The jock howled as his cum splattered Caleb's face. The boys in the shower cheered. The water washed most of the cum off instantly...well, except for that which coursed its way down Caleb's chest like tiny rivers of white. And except fort the cum coating Caleb's tongue and clogging his mouth. He recoiled in horror. He was about to spit the cum out, when he thought better of it. He knew Mark would not accept that. Something in Caleb's young mind re-calculated the situation, and he swallowed the foul cock slime!
"Next..." Mark shouted, and another jock stepped close to Caleb's face. This boy was young looking, with very little hair on his body. His skin was smooth. His chest was very well sculpted and sported two large brown nipples. His ass was small and round and tight. The boy lifted his moderate sized dick and presented his nuts to Caleb.
"Lick!" He said in a pleasant tenor voice. He seemed such a kid. Caleb looked up at him. The boy had a friendly face. Why would he want to make Caleb do this? Was there no shame or guilt in these jocks? "Lick!" the boy said again, this time a hard thin edge to his voice. Caleb extended his tongue and began to lap at the tight round nuts. His tongue was getting tired, and this was only his second jock! He still had almost a dozen to go. Guys entered and left the shower room, and Caleb kept licking. He licked the young jock's tight little ass. When he had his tongue up the boy's shithole, the kid started yelling, "EAT MY ASS. EAT MY ASSHOLE. SUCK ON IT. SUCK ON MY ASS!"
"You heard the man, Caleb...suck his ass!" Mark said in a not unpleasant voice. Caleb reshaped his mouth could he could actually suck on the boy's asshole. Caleb was dizzy from the ass licking and from the tension and humiliation. The shower room spun around him. He slurped on the boy's ass, making obscene sounds. He felt a heavy thickness in his own dick. He didn't know what that was all about.
They would not let up on him. Under Marks' sadistic direction, Caleb moved from ass to ass, from cock to cock. Some jocks didn't shoot their loads, they just got a really good ass sucking. Some of them shot onto the walls or floor, where cock jizz mixed with soapy water. For over two hours Caleb licked and sucked ass! His lips and tongue grew numb, but they would not let him rest. some of the shower heads were turned off, and others turned on. Two muscular fun-filled dudes started to snap at Caleb's ass with wet towels. They ordered him to hole his ass up high while he sucked ass, and they snapped at it with the wet towels. Sometimes Caleb cried. Sometimes he tried to simply concentrate on his job. That seemed the best course of action. Things went best when he simply concentrated on licking ass the best he could!
After licking and sucking eight asses, Caleb came up against Stanley...or Stan, as his friends called him. Guys stepped back to get a better view. Stan was a very tall, lean jock...a basketball star. Caleb's sore, numb mouth dropped open in awe. Stanley had a flaccid dick on him that hung at least nine inches. It was grotesque. It was obscene!
"I think I'll give you a little rest from the asseating, Butt Muncher, and let you work on my shaft!" The unbelievably long hunk of fuckmeat gave a little twitch. "But you have to take it all the way down your little faggot throat!"
Caleb swing his face around, water rushing down from his head and running from his chin. He searched for Mark, and found him slowly jerking his meat amid a bunch of naked jocks.
"That's not...that's not part of the bet, that I have to swallow all of his...he's not normal. His cock is obscene! It's..."
"Shut the fuck up, Faggot and throat his fuckmeat! It's part of the bet now! You are a loser, and you will do whatever we tell you to do from now on! The rules change when I say they change, and you got nothing to say about it! Now take that big beautiful cuntfucker into your mouth and do a good job on it. I want to see it balls deep down your throat!"
It was a mess! Caleb puked cum twice before he was able to swallow the whole fucker. One of the other jocks had to hold his head still while Stanley fucked his meat down Caleb's sore throat. The poor boy was sure he was ripped to pieces down there, but that was just his own panic. If countless teenage cunts could swallow the fucker, so could college boy Caleb!
All it takes is persistence and a willingness to ignore the pain. If you looked closely...not even closely...you could see the shape of the huge fucker bulging out Caleb's slender neck.
Twice, the college boy almost passed out for lack of air, and Stan had to momentarily pull back so Caleb could breath. But when a stud needs to unload his balls, he can't worry too much about the comfort of the face he is fucking. Something takes over, as you know, and the stud becomes an animal. Stan began to grunt...and six huge shots of cum filled poor young Caleb's gullet. The prick pulsed and twisted like a snaked down the boy's throat. Stan pumped the face hard...slamming his groin into the kid's nose.
When it was over, Caleb slumped to the wet floor of the shower room. His crumpled body made a kind of island around which the water swirled. His naked toes curled, his legs twitched.
His stomach convulsed and fluttered. He burped and cum poured out of his nose and lips.
"Well, boys, I think that's all for today. I think Caleb here is tuckered out. But, don't worry, he'll be up and at it again tomorrow. In fact...I'm going to tack a sign-up sheet on the door of Caleb's room. Any dude on the dorm floor who wants his dick or ass or anything else serviced in any way, just sigh up! Caleb will be available night and day to satisfy your every need, no matter how fucking kinky or exotic!" Mark gently kicked Caleb with one of his handsome naked feet. "Won't you, Caleb? Because you are such a loser, you will be available night and day from now on to service any jock on the floor!"
If Caleb did hear, it barely registered in his mind. He was too fucking wiped out. He kept burping up cum and swallowing it again. His entire body felt heavy and lifeless. Sperm ran from his nose and he unconsciously licked at it. He was so fucking cute lying there on the shower room floor, you couldn't really blame the jocks for what they had done. It was almost like he had asked for it...like he had deserved it. There wasn't a jock in the shower who didn't intend to put their name on the sign-up sheet to get an appointment with THE LICKER.