“Damn
it I hate cram week,” Colin says as he looks over the topics his study group is
covering for their history finals. The school deemed that during cram week, the
students were to organize groups to help get themselves
prepared for the upcoming finals. The library stayed open the entire night for
the students in case they needed help in more than one subject. The study rooms
were booked solid for students to get themselves ready for the challenge ahead
the following week. Most knew that if their grades turned out poorly, by the
dean’s standards, that meant summer session. Colin had
only heard stories of those stuck with having to attend summer session and he
didn’t want any part of it. Bondage and total submission was not his thing. It
was suggested by Colin’s history teacher that he joins a group consisting of
upperclassmen, two seniors, Joseph Lant or Seph as he prefers and Simon Just or
just Si. Seph and Si were always around each other and it’s rumored that they
have a liking to double team underclassmen. The third member of the group is
Davy Whitten, a junior who was known for being a smart one. Colin failed to
notice the day of this “suggestion” that the two seniors smiling as they gave
the teacher the inclination that they wanted the redheaded sophomore to be
apart of their group. The teacher, having seen the seniors in action on more
than one occasion agreed to it. The fact that those three were ranked in the
top percentile in their class lent even more credibility as Colin was just
above average and could use the help.
Colin
agreed to the assignment and the three met during lunch to discuss the “rules”
to their sessions. There was only one. If you’re the last person to the session
would be twinkied. Colin wanted out as soon as he heard that. There was no way
he wanted to be stuffed from both ends by those three. He knew the reputation
that was whispered about them. If you had fair skin, you were a target. They
loved cream filled “pasty” treats as they called them and always took pictures. There were a couple of times there were as
many as six people working on an unfortunate pale-skinned teen. Pictures were
circulated among the seniors of their conquests. Colin had caught a glimpse of
one photo of a freshman that was practically covered in male cream, his mouth
and ass leaking. The caption at the bottom read, ‘He was full, so we glazed him
too’. He was lucky up to the current semester that he didn’t have classes with
those seniors or Davy, but this semester was just not for him. It was enough
that his schedule landed him with art for his last class and he had to deal
with an art teacher that had a thing for his cock and his ass, but now he had
to deal with Seph and Si. Davy wasn’t in their second period class but had the
same teacher. The library and Colin’s art class were almost at opposite ends of
the school grounds and the time was set for them to meet at three thirty. Kevin
Randal never let Colin go until well after four o’clock.
Colin
glanced at his watch, three fifteen. He managed to convince Kevin to let him
out of their ritual fucking for the week with a blowjob and the promise that
Kevin would have him for the entire weekend. Colin went back to looking over
the topics, not bothering with the sound of the large double doors opening
around the corner. He’s walked the pathway out of that building to his dorm
room so it was second nature to him not to pay attention to where he was going
since by the time he left Kevin, there was no one in the building on the first
floor. Colin rounded the corner muttering about his dislike of having to know
of socialism when he slammed into a wall. Colin’s notebook falls to the floor
and he bends over to pick it up, then he realizes that he didn’t walk into the
wall, he walked into someone. He grabs his notebook and comes upright to
apologize. His mouth gapes open as soon as he gets a look at the person he ran
into…Marcus Collier.
“You
got some kind of problem runnin’ into me like that Red?” Marcus says. Marcus is
one student you didn’t want to fuck with…or get fucked by if you could help it.
It’s known via whispers and his boyfriend Daniel that he wasn’t the gentle
type. The mocha-colored football player made a gorgeous bronze by time spent in
the sun was one person Colin tried to avoid “You look like you need something
shoved in that mouth of yours,” the six four junior says leaning down to the
sophomore, “I’ve got just the thing.”
It
takes Colin a few seconds to get over the initial shock but it’s too late.
Marcus takes him by the back of the neck and veers him down the hall opposite
the doors to the very end. He opens the last door on the right, a storage room
for desks, and shoves Colin inside. Marcus closes the door behind him and locks
it. He flips the switch and the room is dimly illuminated. Colin backs up on Marcus’s
advances until he bumps into a desk. Colin starts shaking his head, “M-Marcus
I’m sorry I didn’t m-mean to. I-I-It was an accident, honest,” the larger teen
stopped inches away from him, the grin on his face meaning Colin wasn’t going
to be coming out of this encounter unscathed.
“Don’t
worry, I know just how you’re goin’ to make it up to me,” Marcus says.
“I-I’ll
do anything you want,” Colin rushes out, then he remembers his study group,
“But I can’t do it right now. I’ll be late for my cram session with Seph and Si
and I don’t want to be late please.”
“Ch,
like I give a fuck about them,” Marcus says, “I’m not waitin’ ‘til later. I’m
takin’ it now,” he reaches down and
unbuckles his belt, then undoes his button and pulls down his zipper, “Get to
it Red.”
Colin
blinks then looks down. He knows from last semester that Marcus is much thicker
than Kevin. His hesitation causes Marcus to take him by the shoulders and force
him to his knees. Marcus takes a fistful of his red locks and pulls. Colin
winces and with shaky hands reaches up and pulls out Marcus’s mocha pipe. Even
flaccid his cock was big. Colin swallows then looks up at its owner. Marcus
narrows his eyes at him and Colin is quick to take the soft head into his
mouth. He starts sucking and licking on the spongy flesh. He reaches up to cup
the junior’s sac feeling it take up a large portion of his hand. He starts
massaging the sac and he gets rewarded with a moan from the junior. Colin bobs
on the cock as it thickens in his mouth. As the cock gains size Colin pulls
back on it until just Marcus’s fat head remains inside. He deftly licks at his
slit then starts sucking hard on the bulbous tissue. After a few minutes of
sucking, Colin takes as much of the monstrous cock that he can in his mouth,
his tongue pleasuring the underside and earning Colin a slightly lesser grip on
his hair. Colin bobs on him as best he can and uses his free hand to stroke the
rest of Marcus’s hard mocha pipe. He swallows the salty fluid as it drizzles
from his slit. He feels Marcus move his hips sending more of his pipe into the
sophomore’s mouth, the moan coming from above him letting him know that for now
he was doing a good job.
Countless
minutes pass by and Colin feels the ache in his jaw from having such a large
cock between his lips. Marcus starts moving his hips faster and gripping his
lock tighter. On one particular thrust Marcus’s head goes deep in Colin’s mouth
causing him to gag and pull back. The thick pipe comes out of Colin’s mouth and
he looks up quickly when he hears Marcus growl. Marcus pulls on his hair and
the sophomore comes to his feet, “What, you don’t like my cock in your mouth
Red?” he says. Colin opens his mouth to apologize but is stopped by the look
Marcus gives him, “Well I’ll just shove my cock in your other hole.”
Colin
gulps as the junior yanks open his khakis turns him around and bends him over a
desk then roughly pulling down the khakis and boxers. He feels Marcus’s breath
on his exposed ass and then the teen’s large hands as they spread his cheeks apart.
He gasps when he feels Marcus’s tongue pushing into him. The junior tongue
fucks his hole for a few seconds then withdraws to place his thick head at the
pink opening. Colin feels the upperclassman’s hands spreading his cheeks again
as the head of Marcus’s cock forces its way inside. Colin tries to relax as
best he can, but Marcus is one hung
upperclassman. The redhead closes his eyes tight as Marcus pushes his pipe up
his tunnel. Long minutes pass then Colin feels the large heavy sac of the
junior pressing against him. Colin takes deep breaths as he focuses on relaxing
now that Marcus has filled him with his thick hard cock. He feels the junior
leaning over him and can’t help but shiver when the teen lets out a deep moan.
“Maybe
I should have just shoved my cock in your ass to start with Red,” Marcus says.
He leans down to the sophomore’s ear, “You’re pretty fuckin’ tight, you a
virgin?” Colin shakes his head, “So who’s fuckin’ this tight ass?” Colin stays
silent, “You lettin’ a teacher hit this?” Colin remains silent, “Answer me
Red.” Colin nods, “Who is it?”
“M-Mr.
Randall,” Colin whispers.
“Yeah,
you look like someone he’d fuck,” Marcus when withdraws a few inches, “He bends
you over the table like this?” Colin nods, Marcus plunges back inside, “I bet
he fucks you hard, doesn’t he,” Colin nods again. Kevin really isn’t one to
waste too much time with foreplay unless he wanted to suck on the redhead’s
cock. Marcus pulls out again and repeats the process, gaining speed with each
thrust. Colin grits his teeth as the massive pipe moves inside him. Marcus was
not giving him any time to properly adjust. His cock had at least an inch and a
half more girth than Kevin’s and that difference was making itself known to
Colin’s hole. He sees Marcus’s hands come to the corners of the desk he’s bent
over and giving the teen more leverage to thrust harder into Colin. Minutes
pass then Colin starts to moan in pleasure from the onslaught. His sweet spot
getting hammered by the hard pulsing flesh driving inside of him. He feels
Marcus lean over him again, the teen’s breath heavy in his ear.
“Yeah
you like getting rammed with a big cock, don’t you,” he says between thrusts.
Colin can only moan as the sensation of being stuffed by the junior is
overriding his ability to form words. Marcus pounds Colin harder, the force
making the tip of Colin’s hard dripping cock thump against the side of the
desk. The repetitive pressure adds to Colin’s pleasure, “Yeah you like that
Red,” Marcus pants, “You like hearin’ your cock hit the side of the desk don’t
ya,” Colin moans louder, “You like this fat hard cock rammin’ you don’t ya,”
Marcus grips the corners of the desk harder and drills Colin’s ass even more,
“Yeah Red, I’m gonna make you cum like this. My big fat dick wreckin’ that tight
ass of yours.”
Colin’s
vision begins to blur as he takes in the feeling of the junior fucking the
daylights out of him, the heavy sac slapping against him, the tightness of his
ring being stretched wide, the rigid veined flesh rubbing mercilessly at his inner
walls. He feels his own stomach tightening as well as his balls shifting in his
pouch as his orgasm draws near. Colin grips the desk just below Marcus’s hands
as his breath is hard and labored.
“That’s
right Red, shoot that load,” Marcus says into his ear, “Cream the side of this
fuckin’ desk,” Colin’s stomach tightens to the fit of cramping as the teen
yells out, his seed spattering the side of the desk and everywhere else beneath
as Marcus continues to pound into his now
tightened hole. Colin dimly hears Marcus coming to his climax as his
vision fades.
Colin
blinks his eyes slowly. He feels that his position has changed as he sees the
lights above him instead of the floor. Marcus comes into view and he flinches,
and then groans at the pain in his ass. Colin tries to sit up in a reasonable
fashion but is ass is having none of it. The junior hauls him up to his feet
only to take him about the waist as Colin’s knees buckle on him. Everything
comes rushing back to him and he tries to move out of Marcus’s grasp.
“Stop
movin’ around or I’ll drop ya,” the older teen says. Colin stills. Marcus holds
onto him for a minute then lets him go. Colin puts space between them.
“I’m
really really sorry Marcus, I really really
didn’t mean to run into you on purpose,” he says quickly, “I’ll never do it
again I swear!”
Marcus
smirks at the younger teen, “Then I’ll find out where you stay and run into you
there,” Colin backs up, “What, you think I’m just gonna tap that ass only once?
As tight as that ass is?” the redhead takes another step back, “Randall got a
small dick or somethin’?”
Colin
is quick to shake his head on that question. Marcus arches a brow, “Y-You’re a
bit th-thicker than he is. A-A-About the s-s-same length.”
Marcus
takes a step toward Colin, “So you’re used to big cocks, huh.”
Colin
then remembers his study group, “P-Please Marcus, I’m late for my cram
session.”
“I’m
gettin’ that ass again Red. Remember that,” Marcus walks around him and unlocks
the door, “Well, get your ass out of here before I give you another cram
session.”
Colin
glances down at his watch, four thirty. When he made it out of the building he
took a look at himself, his khakis were stained and there was even dried cum on
his shoes. Not wanting the trio to think he was purposely late because of sex,
he went to his room and changed, coming with the excuse that there was an
accident in art class and he had to change. He tried his best not to limp
through the library but after having Marcus in his ass, that wasn’t an easy
task. He walked by tables of students, some staring, some snickering at his
predicament. They all could tell he got drilled. Fortunately when he made it to
the fourth floor his limping wasn’t that pronounced, though he hoped that the
study room Seph chose had cushioned seats. Then the reality kicked in. He was
going to be a human twinkie by those three upperclassmen. Colin knows there’s
really nothing he can do about it and takes a deep breath and lets it out then
reaches for the knob.
“It’s
about time you showed up Michaels,” Seph speaks looking up from the textbook as
Colin walks in and closes the door behind him, “We were thinkin’ you chickened
out on us,” the senior’s honey brown eyes looks over the sophomore, “It’s a
good thing you didn’t.”
Colin
frowns slightly, “I’m sorry I’m late. There was an accident in my last class. I
had to change and when I got halfway here I realized I left my notebook back in
my room. I wasn’t going to chicken out. I did agree to this after all.”
“Well
you did show up,” Si says, his smile taking more of a perverse leer at the
redhead, “Which is good for you since we would have come to your dorm room and
wrecked you there, your roomie too. I hear
“
“I
feel for him…a little,” Davy says smirking.
“Never
did like that guy,” Si speaks up, “Thought he was the shit or something. Glad I
only had him freshman year.”
Colin
sits down as smoothly as possible hoping the three aren’t noticing him. He
opens his notebook and comes to meet Si’s light blue eyes, “…So what area were
you guys covering?”
“Imperialism,”
Si replies, “So who were you fucking to make you so late?”
Colin
jerks. ‘Oh shit,’ he thinks. Davy and
Seph look in his direction, both waiting on his answer.
“We
know you’re gettin’ plowed by Kevin,” Seph says casually, “He’s got a thing for
redheads. But I’m pretty sure he’d make an exception since it’s
cram week and I’m positive that you
told him you couldn’t be late for your cram sessions.”
Colin
looks down at the written pages of his notebook then takes a breath, “I…ran
into Marcus Collier on my way out of art class.”
“Damn,”
is all that Davy could say.
“And
you had to apologize for bumping into him didn’t you,” Seph says. Colin nods.
The redhead looks up to see the others looking at him with some semblance of
sympathy, “Well, that just makes it easier for us to stuff you,” Colin
stiffens, “since you’re pretty loosened up.”
“Shit
he might not even be tight after havin’ that tool shoved in his ass,” Si says
sitting back in his chair, “Might not even be worth it.”
“Well
you can fuck his mouth all you like Si,” Seph answers turning a page in his
book, “We don’t have to worry about lube since I’m pretty sure Colin was in a
rush to get here.”
Colin
looks at the honey-eyed senior. They really were going to twinkie him despite
the ramming he took from Marcus. He puts his elbow on the table and his face in
his hand.
“We
could smell the sex on you as soon as you opened the door
“So
why not save us the trouble and get naked,” Seph says, “We’ll get to you when
we finish covering this.”
Colin
sighs and then pulls his shirt up over his head. He then stands up a little and
pulls down his shorts and boxers. He sits gingerly and slips his feet out of
his shoes. Once completely, naked Davy’s hand comes back to his thigh closer to
his hip. Seph picks up their conversation and Colin tries his best to pay
attention and add extra notes while the junior’s hand inches its way towards
his cock. Twenty minutes goes by and now the junior is pumping his cock at a
slow and steady pace bringing him to life.
“Spread
your legs and lean back in your chair Col,” Davy says as the seniors are
turning pages in their texts, “I wanna be able to play with your balls too,”
Seph looks over at Colin as the redhead does as he’s told, wincing slightly at
the added pressure on his bum. Seph chose this particular room because of its
smooth glass tabletop and sturdy legs. It is a favored room the three liked to
use when they want to make cream-filled pasty underclassmen. With the younger
teen naked it made for an interesting view as the junior got him hard. Seph
sees Si smiling out of the corner of his eye as the brown-haired teen sat
directly across from Colin and has a great view. Colin slides down in his chair
some and pulls his notebook closer to him as he tries again to concentrate on
the task at hand.
“Make
him moan Davy,” Si says after a few minutes of watching the brown-haired junior
play with their latest pasty.
“And
move the notebook
“What
about-,”
“We’ll
finish covering it tomorrow,” Seph interrupts, “We want you hard and moaning,” the
senior leans back in his chair and palms at his crotch as Davy strokes the
sophomore a little faster. Colin can’t help but let his eyes flutter close as
the junior strokes him just right. The hand then disappears from his cock and
he moans in disappointment. He feels Davy take hold of his sac and
instinctively spreads his legs wider as the soft hand fondles him. He could
feel some of Marcus’s cream slip out of his hole as he didn’t have enough time
to properly rid himself of it all.
“That
is a nice sight,” Si says pulling down the zipper to his khakis and eyeing the
small trail of cream making its way over the edge of the seat and dripping to
the carpeted floor, “Already lubed. I might just take a piece of that ass
anyway.”
“Thought
you didn’t want a stretched out hole Si,” Davy says
lifting up Colin’s sac to give Si a better view.
“Hell,
he may still be tight,” Si replies pulling out his cock, “Won’t know ‘til I
poke it.”
“Well
then we’ll let you have first dip,” Seph says, “Or should I say second.”
“Might
as well get up and bend over
“Admit
it Davy, you like suckin’ cock,” Seph says watching the sophomore stand up
slowly with his cock still in Davy’s hand.
“Well…only
nice lookin’ cocks.”
“He
does have a nice one,” Si says getting up and walking over to Colin, “So just
get under the table and start suckin’ on him already.”
Colin
leans on his forearms as he hears Si move his chair and stand behind him. He
spreads his legs to accommodate the senior as Davy gives him a few fast strokes
as he positions himself under the table. He rests his forehead on the back of
his hands as the brown-haired senior trails his hand up the backs of his
thighs. He looks through the glass to see the junior’s head closing in on his
cock. He feels the tip of his cock between Davy’s lips and closes his eyes. He
moans as the junior sucks on him, his breath fogging the glass beneath his
mouth. He feels Si’s hands part his cheeks and then the familiar touch of a
head at his opening. Colin gasps as Si pushes in and is met with some
resistance. Si keeps pressing forward and lets out a moan as he goes balls deep
into the redhead.
“Yeah,
this ass is still tight enough to fuck,” Si lets out, “Nice and warm and
begging to be fucked hard,” the senior says then pulls out halfway and slams
back inside making Colin gasp again. Colin moans as he feels Davy take more of
his cock in his mouth and moan around him. Si picks up his pace, sending
Colin’s rod pumping into Davy’s mouth. Colin’s breathing picks up as he takes
in the sensation of being sucked and fucked at the same time. Minutes fly by
then he feels a hand make its way into his locks. He opens his eyes and lifts
his head, lean defined thighs and a thick hard dripping cock coming into view.
He looks up further to see Seph looking down at him, honeyed eyes warm and full
of lust.
“I’m
sure you know what to do with this Red,” Seph says. Colin rises up and takes
hold of the blonde’s tube bringing the head to his mouth. He sucks his head
inside and moans around it as Davy has taken to fondling his sac and Si’s is slapping
against him rhythmically. Colin’s position is not really allowing for him to
bob on Seph’s cock with great effort so he makes sure the blonde can fuck his
face easily since he knows that is his fate. He feels the blonde’s hand running
through his tresses with gentle care and sucks harder on the plump head. He
feels fingers cup the back of his head then Seph’s cock push into his mouth.
Colin moans around the thick tube as Seph thrusts into his mouth in steady
motions. He feels Si starting to thrust even faster and his hands grip his
hips, the feeling reminding him of Marcus as Colin squeezes around the teen.
“Yeah
you wanted to be late so we could pound this hole,” Si says giving the
redhead’s ass a swat.
“I
doubt he planned on running into Marcus Si,” Seph says looking down at the tuft
of red hair.
“How….do
we…know….he was….gettin’ fucked by….Marcus…” Si asks between harder thrusts.
“Well…mmm…those
handprints…for one…” Seph replies, “Kevin’s fingers aren’t that big.”
Colin
moans as he remembers Marcus gripping his cheeks hard when he was tongue
fucking his opening and when he parted his cheeks again to skewer him on that
pole. He could feel the imprint of the older teen’s hands the entire way to the
library. It makes him shiver and his cock hardens. He hears Davy below moan and
start sucking harder on his shaft.
“That’s
right Davy suck that cock like we know you wanted to,” Seph says pushing his
cock fully into Colin’s mouth and keeping it there. He feels Colin swallow
around the first couple inches and lets out a hearty moan. He presses the tips
of his fingers gently into the redhead’s scalp then slowly retreats his cock
from the hot wet orifice allowing Colin the chance to breathe, “Marcus make you
suck him off to?” Colin nods then takes the blonde’s cock again. Colin’s body
shakes as Si pounds into him, nearing release. Seph holds Colin’s head steady
as he pumps at a slower pace into the redhead’s mouth, liking the swelled look
of the sophomore’s lips around his throbbing length.
“Mmmm
fuck!” Si grinds out as he thrust
hard one last time, adding his cream to the mix. Colin squeezes around Si then
moans around Seph’s cock as his cream unloads into Davy’s hungry mouth. The
junior takes every bit and keeps Colin firmly entrenched in his mouth. Si
recovers from his first round then pulls out of Colin’s ass. He sits down and
looks between pale creamy thighs to see Davy bringing Colin back to life again.
He reaches out and takes hold of Colin’s sac and kneads it making the redhead
moan loudly around Seph’s tube and the blonde moan at the vibration. He takes
hold of his own cock and strokes while looking at the junior doing the same to
his own, “Why don’t you put your cock in his ass Davy so you don’t have to
stroke it.”
“Mmm…shit….because
he can’t suck his cock if….mmmm….he did that,” Seph replies. Si laughs. The
brown-haired senior stands up again behind the sophomore, plunging into the
well-lubed depths and wasting no time going slow. Seph looks at his cohort,
“Thought you didn’t want his ass Si?”
“….Fuck…no
one…else was switching,” Si pants out, “Might as well…hit it again…”
Seph’s
laughter at his friend turns into a deep moan and his thrusts become jerkier as
he feels himself swelling, the redhead suddenly increasing pressure around his
cock making him want to slam his tube into Colin’s face. He feels Colin’s hand
come to his sac and squeezing gently as if wanting him to release his seed.
Seph pulls enough of his tube out of the sophomore’s mouth and explodes, his
cream soon dribbling from the corner of Colin’s mouth as the teen tries to take
it all. Seph sits back on his heels, his cock slipping from between deliciously
swollen lips. He brushes back some of the clinging red locks on Colin’s
forehead and the sophomore looks up at him.
“You’re
takin’ this quite well
“There’s….mmmm….one
of me and…mmmm….three of you,” Colin answers between moans, “Odds aren’t…aaahh...in
my favor…”
“And
Marcus?”
“…I’ll
take…mmm…limping over….being in….mmmm…traction.”
“Sound
reasoning,” the blonde says watching his fellow senior slam into Colin’s ass.
After a few minutes he shifts putting his cock within sucking range and the
redhead abides taking the half erect jut of flesh in his mouth, “I think we’ll
keep these places today gentleman,” he says as Colin’s tongue cradles his
swelling head. A muffled grunt his heard and the seniors look down.
“Davy
agrees,” Si says gripping Colin’s hips hard, “Hey, don’t get any of your jizz
on my shoes.”
Time
passed and all Colin could do was feel himself being sucked dry and filled with
cream. He loses count of how many times he swallowed Seph’s load or felt Si’s
cream force its way into his ass. Finally the honey-eyed blonde takes some pity
on him and calls an end to their first day of study. Colin lay in a tired heap
on the table as the three upperclassmen lovingly pat his reddened ass on their
way out.
Colin
stumbles in to his room and goes directly to the shower. It was when he was
under the warm spray of water that his roommate Anderson came into the
bathroom. Colin was grateful that his shower has a seated section. He bends
over stilling his body with his hands on the section and let the water flow
over his abused ass.
“What
happened to you?” the brunette asks after sliding the glass door open partly.
Colin just shakes his head and moans quietly as the water flows over his
backside. He vaguely hears the rustling of clothes and then the touch of his
roommate’s hands as
“I
hate cram week.”
“It’s
not so bad
Colin
moans when he remembers that he’ll have another session with Marcus, hopefully
a lot later.