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This story is fiction, but some may take offense. If male-on-male sex offends you, don't read. If bareback sex offends you, don't read. Generally, if you get offended easily by frank discussions about hot, anonymous, meaningless, raunchy sex - DO NOT READ. Keep in mind, this is an imaginary world without HIV/AIDS.However, if you read the story, let us know what you think. Enjoy! Papa.
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Making the Dean's List Part Two
...My day had been a lot of fun, but I was ready to leave. I got dressed, dropped my key and towel at the front desk and went to my car. There was a note on my windshield. I opened it and read: "I saw your bumper sticker and recognized your car. I had a great time today. Welcome to the Dean's List, boy."
I wasn't sure what this meant, but I had an idea. I was thinking that the rest of my college career might be very interesting...
The next week I got back to the dorm and found a note in my mailbox. I opened and grinned as I read the note. "You need to report to Dean Scott's office today at 5:00 PM."
I rushed to my room and stripped so I could take a shower. I made sure every crevice was sparkling clean. I even went into a stall and gave myself a thorough enema. I went back in the shower to be sure I was rinsed well.
This time there was another guy there. I knew him from a class we had together. This is the first time I've seen him nude. He is so hot. 6' tall, 180, long dark hair, tanned skin and a hairy chest. My eyes wandered down to check out his 8" cock hanging flaccid above his balls.
"See something you like over here, man?" He said, catching me staring at his cock.
"Oh shit, man, I'm sorry. No, I didn't mean to stare. No, I don't see anything. Uh. No," I stammered back to him.
"Oh, I thought maybe you wanted to suck my cock," he said. "I know I want to suck yours really badly."
He turned his shower off and walked across the room toward me. When he got there, he cupped my balls in his hand and kissed me hard on the mouth. "My name's Chad."
He took my hand and led me to his room. I glanced at a clock and saw it was almost 3:00 o'clock, I had two hours to spare. We went straight to his bed. He pushed me down and dove into my crotch, swallowing my cock in one motion. He worked my cock like he was born to be a cocksucker. Slurping and sucking, up and down, twisting around the head. He had my balls in his hand, massaging and squeezing them lightly. He rubbed my taint and into my crack with his other hand. I was writhing on the bed, helpless to stop him, it felt so amazing. I felt him push his finger against my hole and press through. He rubbed my prostate hard and sent me into orbit. I called out, "I'm going to cum!"
He swallowed my throbbing cock and squeezed it with his throat muscle. I exploded and sent my hot load down his throat into his hungry stomach. He kept sucking me until every drop was gone and I was soft. Then he gently licked my cock and balls until I was clean and spent. He lay down next to me on the bed. I was still breathing heavy. Chad gently stroked my chest and we lay together quietly.
Once I recovered, I leaned over and took Chad's hard cock into my mouth. I did my best to service him as well as he serviced me. Sucking and slurping him. He was so tasty. Lots of sweet precum had oozed out of him, leaving droplets underneath the edge of his uncut foreskin. It was delicious nectar from a beautiful vessel. I was able to take his entire rod into my mouth and down my throat. He was bigger than me, but I wanted him so badly that I stretched my own capability to accomplish my goal - I wanted him to cum into my stomach. Chad was enjoying it and he grabbbed my head with both hands, fucking my face with his hot cock. He pushed me down and he thrust himself up and we were coupled and might never come apart. I let him guide the speed and the pressure. I was just a tool for pleasure now and longed for him to fill me up.
Chad began to pant and moan. He thrust into me and held my head down hard. I couldn't move if I wanted to and I didn't want to move. I felt him spasm and his semen burst forth, hitting my throat and sliding down. I could feel the warm river of cum slide out of him and down my throat, slowly making its way to my eager gut. When the last drop shot out, I squeezed him with my throat muscle, milking every bit I could get. He pulled out of me and I immediately used my tongue to clean him completely so I could get more taste of his salty juice.
I finished and Chad jumped out of bed. "Nice job, man. That was fun. Look, I've got an evening class that starts at 4:30. I need to shower and dress. Let's do this again sometime."
We both walked back to the shower and cleaned off. I saw that it was only 4:00, so I still had some time to get ready. I went back to my room. I wanted to look good for the dean and I wanted to be ready for whatever might happen. I pulled out a pair of tight-fitting jeans and pulled them on without underwear. I pushed my cock so it slid down my right leg, outlining its length in tight denim. I had a school t-shirt that fit snug, so I cut off the sleeves and cut a small V in the front of the collar. When I put it on, the shirt hugged my torso tightly and my arms looked better in the tight muscle sleeves. The V cut was just a little temptation.
I sprayed my favorite cologne and headed out walking across campus to the dean's office. Since it was five o'clock, the administration offices were closed so I had to ring a bell to get in. A buzzer sounded and the door latch clicked, so I pulled it open and stepped into the plush reception area. The door locked behind me and I heard a voice, "Come in, boy, you're right on time."
I walked down the long hall to the dean's private office and walked through the open door. The voice told me to shut the door and lock it. I did as I was told and walked to stand in front of his imposing desk. The leather desk chair spun around and Dean Scott was sitting there, obviously ready to play. He stood up and he was wearing a studded leather jock, a leather chest harness, and leather boots. He looked so hot with his hairy chest crossed in leather straps. His hard cock was straining the leather jock. He walked around and stood in front of me.
"I see you understand the nature of your visit today."
"Yes, sir, I think I do."
"Good, here are the rules. Speak only when directly addressed to answer and do what you're told."
"Yes, sir."
He said, "I like your choice of shirts, very nice touch. Too bad you're only gonna wear it this one time."
He grabbed my t-shirt with both hands and ripped it off me, using the V cut as a starter. I was so turned on at the idea of some guy ripping my shirt off. I started to chub up and my nipples got really hard. He reached out and pinched my nipples hard and I flinched. "Ouch!" He slapped my face, "Don't speak!"
He carefully unbuttoned the top button of my jeans. Then he opened the next button, giving him just enough room to slide his hand down the back and squeeze my ass. He continued unbuttoning until he could slide my jeans down my legs. I stepped out of them. He took my hand and led me into his large private bathroom. He turned on the water and waited until it was warm. Then he told me to stand in the shower. He raised my right arm and told me to hold onto a bar placed high on the wall. Then he used the handheld shower to run water on my exposed pit. He took shaving cream and covered the area and used a straight razor to shave my pit completely bare. He raised my left arm and repeated the process. He made sure that every trace of hair was gone from my armpits.
Next, he spread shaving cream on my chest and shaved off the patch of hair between my pecs and the few strands around my nipples. He even moved down and erased my pleasure trail. He took the handheld shower and rinsed me off, but he wasn't finished. He spread more shaving cream around my cock and balls. He shaved every hair on my abdomen, my bush, and carefully shaved each ball, testing the smoothness with his hand and fixing any missed hairs. Then he spread the cream on my legs and shaved them bare. Finally, he told me to bend over and he shaved my ass and my crack.
He did a final rinse of my whole body and told me to step out in front of the large mirror. He said, "That is so much better. Now you look like my boy."
I looked at myself and thought I looked like a prepubescent kid, except most little boys don't have big cocks like mine. It looked even bigger with no hair around it. It felt weird to have no hair anywhere on my body. I raised my arms and looked at my pits. It was just odd. "I think I like it," I said. He slapped my face for speaking out of turn.
"Good. I expect you to keep yourself thoroughly groomed as long as you're on the List."
He picked up a leather ball stretcher and pulled my balls down to attach it. It was very wide and kept my balls down tight. Then he put a metal cockring on my flaccid cock and pushed it to the root. Then he picked up nipple clamps connected by a chain and attached them to my hard nips. He adjusted the tension so they were tight enough to hurt while still feeling sexy. Then he pulled me by the chain back into his office.
"Now I have a big surprise for you," Dean Scott said. "My predecessor was a fitness nut and he had a small workout room built next to the office and put in a secret door to access it. I have done some significant remodeling."
He walked towards a large bookcase in the corner. He pulled the edge and it swung open to reveal his special place. I can only describe it as a sexual playground. It looked like the inside of an adult store next to the highway. Whips, restraints, dildoes, lube, poppers, stuff I'd never seen before. It was a treasure trove of things to give sexual pleasure mixed with pain.
He took my chain and pulled me to the centerpiece of the room, a large wooden "X". I had seen these in porn flicks and knew what to expect. He told me to stand with my back against the cross and step up onto the small steps at the bottom of each side. This spread my legs about as far as I could while still standing. He attached leather cuffs with metal loops around each ankle. He clipped the loops onto hooks attached to the bottom of the cross Then he attached the same type cuffs to my wrists and took my arms up and attached them at the top of the cross. I was completely exposed and helpless, but I was so turned on. My cock started to grow.
He took a small whip and hit my cock a couple times. "Not yet, boy!"
He walked around me, checking out every inch of my body. He stopped to lick my clean pits and he loved it. He rubbed his hands all over my shaved chest and kept rubbing me all the way down to my shaved cock and balls. He caressed each part of me and I wanted to moan, but I didn't. He reached between my legs and pressed his finger into my asshole. He twisted it and added another finger. Next, he went and picked up a bottle of lube and two different sized butt plugs. He also brought a popper. He held it to my nose and told me to inhale as much as I could. Then he moved to my other nostril. He repeated this until I couldn't take it anymore. I was so high that my head rolled and I really had no resistance; he could do anything to me.
He lubed my ass well and lubed the smaller butt plug. He inserted it into my hole and pressed until it popped through. He pumped it in and out several times and then left it there. He got down in front of me and examined my cock before reaching for it and stroking it a few times. He licked my cock and balls and all around the area. Then he reached up between my legs and yanked the butt plug out of my ass. He picked up the big one, almost twice as big as before, lubed it up and shoved it into my pucker. It was huge and it hurt, but I kept my mouth shut. He pushed and I didn't cry out. He pushed again and again and again. I wanted to scream but I didn't dare. At last it popped through and he shoved it all the way in and left it there. "That will help train your ass for bigger things," he said.
He stood up and took a small whip with soft tips. He used it to whip my body all over. He hit my tits hard and my clamped nipples twitched. He kept hitting them until they were red and throbbing. He beat my stomach and my legs and then he went to work on my cock and balls. "Now, tell me how you feel, boy," he said.
"Sir, it feels great, sir. It hurts and then it tingles then it sends waves of pleasure through me. Sir, it hurts so good, sir. Thank you for bringing me onto the List, sir."
With that, he put the whip down and caressed my entire body with his soft hands, soothing the red welts from the whip, kissing my nipples and holding them in his lips. He caressed my cock and balls and removed the tight cockring. He unhooked my ankles first, then he unhooked my wrists. I fell forward into his arms and felt his magnificent hairy chest against my freshly shaved chest. He held me tight while I became more stable, then he walked me over to a large padded bench. He sat me down and stood in front of me with his crotch in my face. "Remove my pouch!" he ordered.
I didn't hesitate. I unsnapped the pouch and threw it on the floor. His rock hard cock was throbbing and begging me to eat it. He put the poppers under my nose again and I took as much as I could without passing out. Then I took his cock into my mouth and suckled the head and licked around under the foreskin. I discovered droplets of precum in the folds and lapped it up eagerly. I sucked up and down the length of his hot cock, trying to swallow it whole and keep it inside me forever. He pulled me off his cock after a few minutes and pulled me up off the bench. He pulled me to him and kissed me hard on the mouth. We kissed like this for a long time, twirling our tongues together and mixing our saliva.
He took a step back and unhooked the front of his harness and I had full access to his gorgeous chest. I jumped at the chance to feast on him. I sucked a nipple into my mouth and chewed and sucked, as if I was seeking mother's milk. After a few minutes I moved to the other nipple and ravaged it. I hugged him tightly to my body to feel his hairy skin rub on all my hairless skin. It was so sensual. I licked my way down his torso, planning another visit to his love muscle. He had other ideas.
He turned me around and bent me over the padded bench. He handed me a bottle of poppers to use at will, he pulled the huge butt plug out and it hurt like a bitch. I huffed the popper. He squirted lube into my stretched hole and I felt his monster cock pressing on my pucker. By now my ass was more than ready. I pushed back against him and he glided into me with no effort. He grabbed my long hair and pulled my head back. Then he started to ride me like a bronco. Pumping hard in and out, deeper and deeper, scraping my prostate. His pubes rubbed in my shaved ass crack and it felt great. My cock was smashed between my stomach and the bench. I felt it get harder and start to throb. Dean Scott kept pounding me over and over. He fucked me longer than anyone ever had. There must have been a little blue pill involved because he fucked me for close to an hour. We were covered in sweat and he pulled my hips up so my cock was free from the pressure. He used my hips as leverage to fuck me harder and faster. I felt him swell inside me and he pressed deep and held it there as his cum spewed out, filling my hungry rectum with hot creamy man love. He slapped my ass hard and just then, my own cock exploded and shot my load all over the bench and onto the floor. Nobody had touched it, it just blew on its own when the dean spanked me.
Finally, the dean's cock went soft and he fell out of me. I turned around and licked him to get his cum and my ass juice off of his cock and balls. Then I stood up and kissed him so he could taste my treasure. "That's it, boy, we're done," he said "Go home."
I went into the office and pulled my jeans on. "Sir, I don't have a shirt to wear."
He threw me a shirt out of a box of new shirts on the floor. I turned and left his office. He didn't say anything.
I got back to the dorm and my roommate was back in our room. I needed to shower to get the cum and sex smell off me. Since we never wear clothes to the bathroom, I stripped and grabbed my towel. I walked to the shower, passing two guys in the hall who gave me very odd looks when they saw my shaved body. I got to the bathroom and went into the shower. It was empty, thank god. I soaped up and cleaned out my ass. My body felt strange from all the new sensations I'd had today. Not having any body hair felt really weird and I hadn't even thought about what I'd say to the guys who will no doubt tease me and ask questions. I took my towel and went back to my room
My roommate heard me come in this time and came to say hi. When he saw me naked and hairless, he flipped. "What the fuck, man! You look like a little kid."
"I know, I know. Don't get all over me about this.I was out with a couple of my friends today and we got high and one of them made fun of me for not having much hair on my chest. He dared me to shave everything off to see what it was like. I was high and horny, so I didn't care. They shaved and fucked me and here we are."
"Oh, man, that sucks! I know you're gay, but I didn't think you wanted to be a girl."
"No, man, it's not like that. I don't want to be a girl, I just want to feel a man with my whole skin without anything in the way. It really feels kinda good now that it's done."
"Are you gonna keep yourself that way? It's gonna be a bitch when it grows back."
"Yeah, for now I'm gonna keep shaving. It's really sexy, I think. You wanna touch me?"
"Hell, no, I'm good."
"Well then, you'll never know what you're missing."
I decided not to get dressed after that. I studied and went to bed, knowing that I had learned some good stuff today and it feels great! I can't wait to see what happens next.
END PART TWO ====================== If you liked this story, there's more to follow. I'd welcome your comments, just drop me a line at: oha2564@gmail.com
Thanks for reading, Alan