My Place in the Frat- Chapter 2
All characters and events are fictional. All relationships, including those involving domination and submission, need to be consensual and safe. Support Nifty!
?Up and at ?em.? I heard Joe chuckle and felt him pull the jock, letting it snap back on my face. It hurt, but it sort of reminded me of the dick slaps from last night. I didn?t say anything.
?Alright, I?m headed out for class. I?ve got intramurals with some of the guys this afternoon too, so I won?t be back for a while. Gives you plenty of time to clean up our room and get my clothes washed, baby girl? explained Joe. He closed the door without another word and left me alone. I had classes today too, but I guess I?d have to work these chores into my schedule now as well. I didn?t want to know what would happen if I failed to meet Joe?s demands.
My first class ended early, so I ran back to the dorm room and pulled out Joe?s laundry basket. He had dumped all of his football gear into it, and he knew how it would drive me crazy. I grabbed one of the socks and pulled it to my nose. It smelled like him: salty, musky, and raw. He was a man and, if his socks were any indication, he had a man?s feet.
I wanted to jerk off right then and there with my man?s scent, but I knew I didn?t have enough time. I walked down to the laundry room and shoved his gear into one of the machines. Right as it closed, I felt a hand on my shoulder.
?Hey man, how?s it going? Did you get any more Madden practice last night?? It was one of the older guys, Kyle, from the floor. He couldn?t know what happened between me and Joe, right?
?Ha, yeah Joe and I were up later last night, and he definitely taught me some of the ropes,? I said, trying to hide the irony in my own voice.
?Cool, cool. I was talking to Danny after our game last night and we were saying how cool you are. I?m not sure if you?ve ever thought about Greek life, but Danny and I are in a frat and think you might be a good fit. We?re throwing a party tonight?they?ll be beer and girls and you could meet some of the guys. I?ll text you the address later in case you want to stop by.?
I didn?t really know what to say. I definitely had not thought about Greek life?I was trying to be more ?out? in college, not be pushed further into the closed by a ton of straight dudes.
?Uh, yeah, thanks for the invite. I got a couple other offers tonight, but I?ll see if I can swing by,? I lied. I had no other offers, obviously, but didn?t want to come across as too eager.
?Awesome,? said Kyle, ?maybe I?ll see you tonight.?
The rest of the day crawled by. I had to finish up Joe?s laundry, make his bed, and pick up all the shit he left lying around the room. I was exhausted by the time I was all done, but I felt content too. Joe was going to come home from a long day and, despite how he treated me, I knew that I owed it to him to finish my chores. Every king deserves to come home to his clean castle. I don?t know what that made me: the king?s servant or the king?s princess. I suppose in a way, I wanted to be both.
?Knock knock little gay boy! Daddy?s home!? exclaimed Joe, bursting into the room in his sweaty uniform. ?Boy, do I have a surprise for you.? He smiled and ushered me to walk over to him. I did, keeping my head down and sheepishly inching towards him.
?Aww baby girl, what did I tell you about hiding who you are? I have a sweaty package with your name all over it, and we both know you want to shove your faggy little face in there. When you?re with me, you don?t have to pretend that you?re not a fairy. You just have to give Daddy the respect he deserves.? I hadn?t really seen this side of Joe before. He was dominant, yes, but he was also being sweet. It turned me on in a new way. I dropped to my knees and shoved my face into my man?s bulge, taking in the scent from his sweaty balls and showing his cock some love by licking it through the pants.
?There ya go, that?s what my girl wanted, wasn?t it?? Joe let me go to town on his junk, and before I knew it, I had his monster in my mouth and was receiving another load of his babymakers. This time, I had learned my lesson and held it in my mouth, waiting for his permission.
?Ahh, she?s learning. Okay slut, you can swallow, but look me in the eyes when you do it.? I did as he ordered and he gave me a little rub on the head. ?That wasn?t so bad, was it? Now, I?m going to hang with some buddies tonight so you enjoy the night of freedom. I know you?ll miss my dick, so I?ll leave this sweaty jock here for you.? With that, Joe was gone as soon as he had arrived, and I was left with his jock for the night.
This time, however, I wasn?t going to bed. I wanted to show Joe that I could still have my own life outside of serving him, so I resolved to go to the frat party.
Most of my clothes were effeminate. I was more fashionable, but I knew that my clothes wouldn?t go over well at a frat party. Since Joe had left, I decided to go through his stuff. Wow, he had the perfect wardrobe for this. I grabbed a pair of his Levi?s and one of his basketball jersey?s. I figured this outfit would let me fly under the radar and pass as ?straight? enough to get these guys to accept me.
I showed up around 10 P.M. Kyle and Danny greeted me at the door and waved me on in, handing me a drink within minutes. We walked past hordes of horny, sweaty frat bros grinding on sorority girls and high fiving each other behind the girls? backs.
?Don?t worry man, we?ll get you some pussy tonight too. We just want to introduce you to some of the guys before you get too lost in the sauce,? Danny said, trying to reassure me. Little did he know I had no interest in the girls but wasn?t opposed to grinding my ass on one of those hot frat bros we walked by.
Kyle and Danny brought me into a room where a few guys were smoking weed and arguing about which sorority had the hottest chicks. Chad, Chris, and Tom. I couldn?t make these names up if I tried?they were carbon copies of each other, the ideal frat specimen. Still, they were nice enough and offered me a hit, which I took. After a while, they convinced me that I should rush the frat: if I hated it, I could always drop, but if I liked it then I could have brothers for the rest of my life. Hazy because of the booze and pot, I stupidly signed their waiver. They all shook my hand and said I made a great choice, and they were about to show me why tonight.
Kyle and Danny took me out of the room and brought me to the dance floor and asked me to point out which girl I wanted, and said they?d make it happen. Disgusted by their patriarchal attitude, I said I can meet girls by myself and they didn?t need to worry about me.
?That?s cool man, you do you. We?ll be next to the bar if you need anything; otherwise, have fun and go get some pussy.? Ugh, they were barbarians.
I worked my way onto the dance floor and tossed back my drink. By now, I was pretty cross-faded and knew that I was losing control. But I kept dancing and a group of frat boys started to gather around me, laughing at how dramatic I danced and saying how fun I?d be in their brotherhood. Maybe they were right?maybe I would fit in here and these guys would be my brothers.
Excited about this prospect, I slipped out of the group to go pee. The only open bathroom was connected to Chad?s room, so I walked past his bed and took a leak in the toilet. When I walked out, I about threw up from fear.
?Well, look who it is,? said my roommate, grinning. Joe had been waiting right outside the bathroom to use it after me. ?Came up here to piss before I went back to look for a bitch on the dance floor. Who knew fate would bring the bitch right to me.?
?Joe.. Sir, I?m sorry? I don?t want to do anything here. These guys just invited me into their frat and I think I?m going to join. I really can?t have them knowing I like sucking off dudes,? I begged Joe.
?Do you think I care about your reputation? If these guys really are the men you think they are, they know what to do with fags like you anyway. Besides, they asked me to join too and I said yes,? revealed Joe.
Are you fucking kidding me? There?s no way I can make friends with Joe interfering like he does. But I couldn?t push back to Joe, so I just said my peace.
?I understand if you are going to join, Sir, and I respect my man?s decision. If that?s the case, I?ll just tell the guys this was a mistake and I?ll drop,? I said, with a hint of disappointment in my voice.
Joe wasn?t having that. ?Oh no you don?t. You wanted to join, and you?re going to join. I think some male influence will do you good, or it will at least give you more men to listen to. These frats can be protective too, so I think your fairy-ass will be safe as long as you follow the brothers? orders. So just think of it like a good training opportunity for being a little submissive slut for Daddy.?
?If you say so, Sir.? I wasn?t happy about the arrangement, but it was clear I had no choice. ?I think I?m going to go back to the dance floor now.?
?Why would you do that?? asked Joe, sounding seriously confused. ?What would be down there for you? What man on that floor is going to treat you like the sissy little queen you truly are? We have everything we need right here baby.?
I suppose he was right. The alcohol and weed was getting to me, and spending all day cleaning up after Joe made me feel like I had earned this moment with him. He locked the door and sat down at the edge of the bed.
?Come give Daddy a lap dance. Show him that you can be a freshman slut worthy of his pounding,? he teased.
I didn?t need to be asked twice. He took off his shirt so he was just sitting in his jeans. I walked over to him, swaying my hips so that he could see how badly I wanted him inside me.
?That?s a good girl. We?ll talk about your punishment for wearing Daddy?s clothes later, but for now let?s take those off. They?re men?s clothes and you?re not a man.? He helped strip them off me. I suppose I should have expected him to notice me wearing his own jersey, but I put the thought of my punishment aside for now. My man wanted his slut to dance for him, so that?s what he was going to get.
I hopped up on his lap so my ass, now only in my whitey-tighties, was grinding against his dick through his jeans. This was where I was meant to be, and I made sure he got plenty of friction.
?Ooo my girl?s horny tonight. I can?t wait to give you what you need, bitch. Remember, I own this body,? he said, giving me a slap and a squeeze on the ass to remind me who was in charge. I responded by grinding lightly on his dick and smiling at him so he knew that I was asking for it. He grabbed my chin and pulled me in for a kiss. It wasn?t a kiss of pure passion; there was also something emotional about it. He was claiming me in that moment as his property, and his tongue probing my mouth told me that I could let my guard down when it was just us two. He was my man, and I was his? faggot.
?Mmm, that?s what I?m talking about. Why don?t we get you into something a little prettier, princess?? He grabbed a nearby bra from some sorority girl that Chris must have fucked and put it on me. ?Much better. Just missing one thing.?
I dreaded what it was, but I knew that Joe was in charge and I had to trust his leadership. Joe pulled me up and set me aside him on the bed, pulling off my whitey-tighties.
?I think these fit you better, don?t you?? he asked, holding up a pair of pink lacey panties.
?Oh, I don?t know sir?? I tried to protest, but to no success. Joe shoved one of Chris?s socks in my mouth.
?I don?t want to hear your opinion, slut. I?m telling you you?ll be prettier in these, so I?m putting them on you,? Joe said. I had forgotten my place, and he needed to remind me of it. The sock would stay in my mouth as the reminder. Chris pulled the panties up on me and sat me back on his lap.
?Now, resume your slutty little dance. Wiggly that pretty ass on my man meat.? With that, Joe slipped off his pants and I was soon grinding my panty-clad ass on his bare dick. Once I got over the shame of being dressed like Joe?s slut, I started to get into it. I moved my hips back and forth slowly, making sure to rub his dick between my cheeks. I could feel Joe?s pre-cum wetting the panties at my hole, and that encouraged me more. I held my hands up above my head and started to ride him with no hands.
?That?s my girl, show Daddy how happy you are on his lap,? Joe said, with another smack to the ass. I brought my hands to his body and started groping him all over, feeling his muscles and power in my sissy little hands. Joe knew how much it was turning me on and took full advantage to send me further into submission. He grabbed my head and brought it to his armpit.
?Sniff your man,? he said in a commanding tone. I did, enjoying the sweaty scent of Joe?s body as he continued to grind his cock against my pussy. I mean ass. God, what was happening to me? In that moment, though, I didn?t care?the only thing that mattered was getting Joe?s babymakers in my body again. I started wiggling my ass on his dick, hoping to get his load all over my crack when I heard the door open. Joe had locked it, but someone had a key.
?Holy shit,? said Chris, with shock on his face and closing the door behind him.
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