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In the last few chapters: When Luke decides that he wants to start dating a student named Will, Ben responds by locking up Luke's cock and forbidding him to see Will. Will's roommate and friend, Tony, promises to find a way for Luke to escape Ben's control and finally begin to see Will.
It was Monday. Three days had passed since my interlude with Ishmael, the horse-hung basketball player. My asshole still felt a little sore, but in a good way. Ish threw me an awesome fuck. Even though the whole thing was set up without my prior knowledge by a man who was becoming more and more controlling, it was still a good time.
I was on my way home from class when I got a text from Tony. He told me that he and Will wanted to meet me that night at my dorm. A few hours later, Tony was sitting on the edge of my bed, and Will and I sat on my small dorm-room couch.
"I think you need to tell Ben you're done with whatever arrangement you've got going." Tony said.
My heart sunk. I didn't want to confront Ben. I was too weak and too afraid to even try to tell Ben I didn't want to be his bitch anymore. "He's not going to listen." I said.
"Still, I shouldn't get involved unless I have to. I know he's not your boyfriend or anything, but its not my place." Tony said.
"Yeah, I guess." I said.
"We'll set it up so that Will and I, and maybe even Chase, will be around. If Ben gets rough with you, we'll fuck him up good." Tony said.
"Ok," I replied.
"When do you want to do it?" Will asked.
He looked down at my cock, which he had not been able to suck. I had been locked in Ben's chastity cage for a few weeks now. I was so horny I felt like I was going to explode.
I explained that Ben and I had a regular thing going on Wednesday nights. I was still a janitor cleaning the locker-rooms, and Ben liked a blow-job after his late class. He would usually come over around 8, get his dick sucked, and then leave me to finish cleaning. Tony and Will agreed that they would meet me outside the athletics complex on Wednesday evening and then hide out and wait for Ben.
As Wednesday night approached, I got increasingly anxious. I was not afraid of Ben, and I did not think he would hurt me. Rather, I was afraid of failing in front of Tony and especially Will. Thus far, whenever Ben's hold over me - the hold of an aggressive Alpha male over a through-and-through bottom - began to weaken, Ben was able to pull me right back into his sphere of influence. If I told him that I wanted to be done with him and to start dating Will for real, Ben was not going to let me go without a fight. He would do whatever was necessary to remind me how much I liked being used by him.
On Wednesday night, while Ben was still in class, I let WIll, Tony, and Chase into the building. Chase gave me a brief "whatsup", as if he hardly remembered that he had sadistically used me during the orgy with the baseball team.
The guys hid out behind a bank of lockers while I continued to mop the floor. As expected, Ben texted me to tell me that he was coming over for some head. Of course, he didn't ask if this was ok, he just told me he was coming.
When he got there, he sat down on a bench that ran along the wall. His short blond hair was perfectly styled. He had on a white shirt and a pair of red basketball shorts. I could see his cock bulging underneath the flimsy fabric. He opened his legs and stared at me.
I didn't move. Finally, Ben cleared his throat, "What are you waiting for?" he said.
"Uh . . ." I said, "Ben . . . uh . . .I don't think I want to do this anymore."
"Do what?"
"I think I want to be with Will." I said. I blushed a little, knowing that Will was on the other side of the wall and could hear me.
Ben stood up and walked over to me. As he approached, he stared me straight in the eyes. Unexpectedly, and for the first time, he leaned in and kissed me on the lips. His tongue darted into my mouth before he pulled away. I was in awe, and when he pressed on my shoulders with his hands, I slid down to my knees. I felt Ben's big paw cover the top of my head.
"I want you to think about everything I've done for you, all of the cock I've found for your greedy mouth. I want you to feel my hard dick against the side of your face. Then I want you to tell me that you're done with me." Ben said.
He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into his crotch. The familiar smell of Ben's dick and underwear snuck into my nostrils - cock, sweat, cum, dribbles of piss, maybe even some pussy. His hard shaft pushed against the bridge of my nose. I felt myself losing control, drifting away to what Ben liked to call my fag zone. All I wanted was his dick in my mouth and his load in my stomach. Ben relaxed his grip and let my intense desire take over.
Then, against all odds, I pulled away.
"I don't want to do this, Ben." I said.
"C'mon, Luke." Ben said. "You know you were born to worship my dick."
He pulled my face into his body again. This time I pulled back hard and broke away from his grip. I fell backward
"I'm done, Ben." I said loudly.
"You're done when I say you're done." Ben said. As he stepped into me he pulled his cock out of his pants. The head was wet with precum. "You don't get to say no, Luke. You belong to me, and you're going to keep sucking my cock until I get tired of you and find some new faggy bottom to take care of my dick."
Ben knelt down over me and slapped my face with his dick. I felt the wet precum spread across the bridge of my nose. I tried to push him off, but he was a lot bigger and a lot stronger than I was.
Then, suddenly, Ben was gone. I bent my neck upward and saw Tony standing over me. He was wearing a wife-beater and sweat pants. His huge arms were bulging. I looked over and saw Ben laying on the floor about six feet away. Tony had grabbed him by the nape of the neck and tossed him across the room like a puppy.
"No means no, you stupid fuck." Tony said. He had a grin on his face. I could tell that he had enjoyed tossing Ben. My previous interactions with him had revealed that Tony had an aggressive side.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" Ben asked. As he said this, Will and Chase walked out from behind the bank of lockers. Ben looked at me and pure hatred burned in his eyes, "You brought a fucking posse?"
I stared at the floor.
"This isn't your business Tony." Ben spat out. "This is between me and Luke, so why don't you take your fag home and fuck his brains out. No need to try to steal mine."
"He's not your fag" Tony said. He looked over at me. Lust and maybe even a little pity flashed over his face. "At least not anymore. And he's not gonna be my boy either. He wants to date Will. They want to be together."
Ben stood up and walked toward Tony. "Fuck that. I know that Will's been your bitch for years. Are you tired of him? Is his fag cunt too loose for you?"
In a flash, Tony pushed Ben backward five feet into the lockers. I saw him wince as the locks pressed into his back.
"I love Will like a brother." Tony growled. "Whatever we did, we did because he wanted to do it. Now he wants to date Luke, and I'm going to help him."
Ben was back on his feet. The anger and the adrenaline were feeding his muscles. He looked bigger and meaner. While Tony was huge and strong, Ben was quick and would fight dirty.
"Let me spell it out for you. You're going to give Luke the key to that cock cage and then you're never going to bother him again. OK?" Tony said. He pushed Ben's shoulder, but this time Ben held his ground.
"Fuck you!" Ben yelled. He lunged at Tony. The two guys dissolved into a mass of arms and legs. It was clear the Ben was trying to pull Tony to the ground, but Tony held his own. His arms were bigger than Ben's, but I saw Ben's fingers digging into Tony's back. They broke their embrace and Ben stood back. He was breathing hard now and he stared at Tony.
Tony glared back. "You're seriously going to fight me over this?"
"What? You think he doesn't like it? Tell em, Luke, tell them how much you hated having Ish's foot-long dick driving up into your cunt last weekend and filling your ass with cum. Tell them you hated it if it was so bad." Ben yelled.
I looked down at the floor again and my face turned red. Will was standing next to me, and I didn't want to look at him. I hadn't told him about Ishmael yet.
"Where's the key, Ben?" Tony said firmly.
Ben ripped off his shirt. His abs were gleaming with sweat. His whole body had taken on a leaner and more muscular shape in the past few weeks as he geared up for hockey season. Tony, still in the off season, was looking a little less fit for battle.
Ben rushed Tony again and again Tony didn't move. Ben threw a punch at Tony's stomach. Ben's fist landed with a dull thud, but Tony didn't flinch. He shot back at Ben's jaw but missed as Ben ducked down. The two jocks traded barbs for a few seconds before Tony finally connected with Ben's face. Ben fell to the ground.
Tony walked over to Ben, and squatted down on top of him. Ben groaned as Tony's massive 200 pound plus body rested on his chest. Tony was all smiles, feeling that he had conquered Ben once and for all.
"Just give me the key." Tony said.
Ben didn't respond. Instead, he pulled up a loogie and spit up at Tony's face. The spit left a shiny trail on Tony's wife-beater.
"You wanna play? Is that what you want?" Tony taunted.
He reached behind him and grabbed Ben's junk through his basketball shorts. His hand moved around and his fingers dug into Ben's body until he had a firm grip on Ben's balls. Then he stopped.
"You're getting hard, Ben. You've got all these muscles and this rough, straight guy persona, but you're getting hard from being put on the ground by me." Tony said. He leaned down and whispered something into Ben's ear.
Then Tony looked at Will, Chase, and I. "I think he wants some cock, guys. He's getting hard thinking about it."
Ben did not struggle or yell out, but he was breathing hard underneath Tony.
Tony pulled down the the waist of his sweatpants and his big dick flopped out. He had almost twelve inches of cock when he was hard, but when soft his dick looked even more intimidating. It was massive and veiny with a thick foreskin wrapped around the tip. He grabbed his junk at the base and flopped it down on Ben's face.
"Who's on the bottom now, Ben?" Tony asked.
Tony rubbed his sweaty nuts across Ben's mouth and then shoved his cock-head under Ben's nose. Tony had a floppy, uncut cock and in my experience he wasn't that fastidious about keeping it clean. I watched as he slid his foreskin back a little bit and rubbed the ripe, slimy head across Ben's lip. I watched Ben grimace as the stink of Tony's dick slime worked it's way into his nose.
Will reached over and rubbed my ass as we watched Tony slide his junk around on Ben's face. He was getting turned on, and he wanted a piece of me.
"You gonna give me the key or are you gonna suck my cock?" Tony asked Ben. Then he leaned down and put his mouth next to Ben's ear. "If you really want, you can do both."
Ben took advantage of Tony's movement, which had put him slightly off balance. He flipped out from under Tony's legs and got back on his feet. He stood with his legs spread wide and adjusted his hard dick which was tenting the front of his shorts.
"Get the fuck out of here, Tony." Ben growled.
Tony moved back toward Ben, forcing him into the center of the locker-room. Tony was taunting him and trying to get Ben to make a move. Ben was too quick for a guy like Tony to rush, but if he could draw Ben near, he had the strength to overpower him again.
Ben lunged at Tony and the two men locked arms again. Each was trying to force the other to the ground. Tony was simply too big for Ben to take down. Ben was smaller, but he had amazing strength in his lower body from his time on the ice. They struggled against each other in vain, until Tony started to pull away. Ben tried to hang on, but his fingers got tangled in Tony's shirt. As Tony slipped away, his shirt was torn off the side of his body.
Tony wiped the few strings that hung on him off. Without his shirt on he looked meaner and more animalistic. His upper body was sculpted. As he breathed his perfectly formed pecs heaved. His well-defined abs glistened with sweat and were tight from the struggle. A bead of sweat dropped off his nose.
Ben stared him down. "You're not going to win, Tony. Just leave. This isn't your business."
This time Tony rushed Ben. As he approached him, Ben dodged Tony, who was moving like a freight train. Tony slipped and tripped over a bench. He crashed into the lockers and fell to the floor, his body folded between the bench and the lockers.
Ben jumped on top of him almost immediately. He muscled Tony into the cold metal lockers and held him in place. Tony seemed dazed. As Ben secured him and waited from him to come around, the side of his arm brushed up against Tony's face. Ben took the opportunity to slip his pit over the jock's mouth and rub his hairy, sweaty, stink onto Tony.
Tony pushed back when he got a whiff of Ben's ripe pit, but Ben had him pinned down pretty well. Ben held Tony there, crammed between the lockers, with another man's pit in his face.
Then Ben reached down and fondled his own hard cock. "You're right Tony, I am getting hard." He looked over at me and then back to Tony. "You know, I don't know why I've been messing around with fags like Luke. The real prize would be to get a big guy like you to suck my dick."
Ben started to maneuver on top of Tony, trying to get his dick somewhere near Tony's mouth. "Fucking Alpha stud like you on your knees in front of me. That's something I could get used to."
Ben reached into the waistband of his shorts to slip his dick out. While he was doing this, Tony's hand came out of nowhere. He backhanded Ben and knocked him onto the tile floor. In a flash, faster than I thought possible, Tony was behind Ben. He locked his arms under Ben's and wrapped his legs around Ben's lower body. Ben was completely immobilized by the hold.
"I'm done with this. I'll give you one last chance. Where is the key to the cock-cage? You leave Luke alone, and I'll leave you alone." Tony growled in Ben's ear.
"Fuck you." Ben spat back.
"Fine." Tony said. Then, as a grin broke across his face, he ran his tongue along the back of Ben's ear. "I'm pretty big. You're not going to like it."
Tony made eye contact with Chase. The two exchanged a few looks, and Chase jumped into action. He ran behind the bank of lockers and came back with a length of rope. He walked over and bound Ben's feet together. Then Tony held Ben's wrists behind his back while Chase tied him up. When they were done, they both let go of him and Ben fell to the floor.
Tony knelt down and reached between Ben's legs. Ben's dick was rock-hard and strained against the nylon fabric of his shorts. Tony gave it a hard squeeze, and Ben winced a little bit. Then Tony grabbed onto the waistband of Ben's shorts and pulled. Without any struggle, he tore open the seams of Ben's shorts and ripped them off of him. Ben's boxer briefs came next. Then Tony pulled off his shoes and socks. In only a few seconds, Ben was completely naked on the floor.
Tony grabbed Ben's dick again, this time more gently. He ran his finger down the eight inch shaft and slid it over the tip, which was slimy with Ben's precum. Then without warning he slapped Ben's dick. Again, Ben winced.
"Looks like you're all talk, Ben." Tony sneered. "Put a few ropes around your feet, and you're hard as a rock. It's almost like you like what I'm doing to you."
Tony ran his hand over Ben's abs and then grabbed onto his nipples. He pulled, hard, on both of Ben's tits until Ben's face turned red. When Tony released them, Ben let out a gasp and took a couple of hard breaths.
"This is what you've always wanted, isn't it? You just wanted a guy like me to tie you up and make you into his toy." Tony's fingers continued to dance across Ben's nipples. Occasionally he grabbed on and threatened to tweak them again, but he refrained.
Tony's fingers slipped up over Ben's jaw and played with his lips a little bit. Ben moved his face away, but Tony grabbed onto his skull with his free hand. He forced his finger against Ben's mouth. At first, Tony just played with Ben's lips, but then his jaw relaxed and Tony slipped his fingers inside. As he let Ben suck his fingers, Tony reached down and started to jerk Ben's cock.
"Good boy," Tony cooed. "This is happening whether you fight or not, so you might as well just go with it."
I stood by and watched in shock. Ben had been taking charge of my sexual and social life for the last few months. He had exercised his control almost completely and never shown any sign that he would respond like this to submission. There had not been a single crack in the facade he had put forward. But confronted by Tony and forced to the floor, he was slowly giving in. I had figured a long time ago that Ben was probably not totally straight. He seemed to love having sex with a dude way too much. Now I was convinced that a part of him loved dick. Even though he continued to fight it every once in a while, most of the time he was now completely submissive to Tony.
Tony spread his fingers out in Ben's mouth. With his other hand he reached down and pulled his own dick free of his pants. No longer soft, his dick was a hard eleven or so inches. The veins that ran along the side throbbed and his foreskin had slid back from the head. Tony straddled Ben and brought his crotch over the hockey jock's face.
Ben immediately closed his mouth and turned away.
"You didn't really think you were just going to suck my fingers, did you?" Tony asked. Then, "Have you ever sucked a dick before, Ben?"
Ben shook his head. He was afraid to open his mouth for anything.
"A virgin mouth." Tony moaned. "Well, tonight's the night that you become a cock-sucker, Ben. After today, you'll be a man who's sucked dick."
Tony settled his dick head on Ben's lips. His copious precum ran down into the crease between Ben's lips. Then, in a quick flash, I saw Ben open his lips a little and take a taste. Tony noticed it too.
"That's it. Get a sip of my cock-water." Tony rubbed his cock over Ben's lips. They were now glistening and glossy. "Just do it, Ben."
Tony was rubbing the side of Ben's head, softly and gently. I had been in that place before. I knew that the whole scenario was slowly working it's way into Ben's brain. The smell, the sight of a man towering over him, the big cock throbbing on his lips, and the sweet taste of pre-cum on his tongue. Ben's dick was still hard, and it was only a matter of time.
His lips parted, and he took the head of Tony's dick into his mouth. Tony didn't push it any further or shove his way in. He let Ben lick the top inch of his cock and waited, patiently until Ben's lips closed around his dick-head.
"Jesus Christ," Chase moaned from behind Will and I.
"Relax, Chase," Tony shot back, "I could get you to do it too. This is the natural way of things. You get a guy between your legs, and he'll eventually suck your dick."
Tony leaned back and looked totally relaxed. He moved his head back and groaned loudly. Then I saw his dick start to thicken. I knew what was coming before Ben did.
Ben coughed loudly and thick, hot, yellow piss shot out of his mouth. He tried to roll his head away, but Tony held him there as he unloaded his bladder into Ben's mouth. He moved his stream upward and blasted Ben's forehead and hair before moving back to his closed mouth.
"Open" Tony said sternly.
Ben kept his lips locked.
Tony reached behind him and grabbed Ben by the balls. The veins on his hand popped out as he began to squeeze.
"Open your mouth, Ben." Tony sneered.
Ben resisted for a few more seconds until the pain in his groin was too much to handle. He opened his mouth and Tony resumed pissing. The piss ran down the sides of Ben's face, and when Tony finished, Ben's mouth remained full.
"Swallow it." Tony said.
Ben's eyes got wide. He seemed to be contemplating his next move. If he swallowed Tony's piss, that was as much as surrendering. After that, there was no real reason to fight anymore. On the other hand, if he spit the piss out, he would unleash hell's fury. Ben knew Tony. The two jocks had been competitive with one another for as long as they had been in college. Tony wouldn't back down, and he would take any insubordination out on Ben's balls and his ass. As he thought about what to do, he slowly got used to the taste of the piss in his mouth.
Ben's lips closed and he swallowed. Again, I was amazed. Tony had made Ben into his bitch in less than twenty minutes. Of course, it had happened that quickly with me, but I had wanted it a lot more. Was it possible that all those times that Ben was using me, he was really trying to get me to fight back - waiting for me to finally get so fed up that I would rise up and force Ben into his proper place. It occurred to me that Ben, whose machinations with regard to sexual matters knew no bounds, might have subconsciously set this whole thing up.
When Ben's mouth opened again, Tony grabbed Ben's boxer briefs. He wiped the piss off of Ben's face and then shoved the briefs into his mouth.
He glanced over at Chase and said, "Help me move him."
To be continued in Part 12 . . . . ----------------------------------------------------------------
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