And then I met Jeff - part 16
Many of you have written wanting more of Jeff and Bill. Here is another chapter and I think there will be one more chapter shortly. I am working on another story, roommates, and the first of 3 parts is out now.
Usual disclaimers -
It seemed like all hell broke lose at that point. Clothes flew left and right. Some guy stripped to his boxers, sat in a chair and wheeled over next to me. He put his feet around my cock and starts stroking my cock with his feet. Once he has this going, he pulls his cock out of his Hawaiian print boxers and points it at my crotch. In moments a stream of piss is flowing out of his cock and spraying my feet and his cock. The other guys joined in adding their piss to the stream. I was getting drenched from one end to the other. One guy was pissing across my face and hair. Another was drenching my chest and stomach. I was being covered in piss and opening my mouth to catch some. Paul was there, pissing on me. Cocks were growing around me as piss flowed out. I was looking at cocks and not at faces. There were short cocks and thick cocks, red, black and blond bushes, with straight and kinky hair, trails leading up to the belly buttons and not. The guy's feet were really pumping on my cock, by this point.
Then they were yelling at me to get on my hands and knees, calling me all kinds of names. I flipped over onto my hands and knees and a belt was used across my ass. It stung, because of my ass being wet. A couple heftier swats and they stopped. The guy on the chair had moved around and was using his toes in my ass. Two guys stood in front of me feeding me their cocks. When I sucked one, the other would use his cock to slap my face with it. Someone straddled my back and was rubbing his cock in my piss soaked hair. I was presented with an ass to suck and called an ass sucker. I was told to stick my fucking tongue up as far as I could up the guy's ass. He wasn't very clean, because I was getting heavy taste of shit.
I felt someone spreading my ass cheeks apart and smearing something on my hole. Then a cock or a dildo speared me, it was all the way up my ass and fat. I backed from the hole in front of me to complain and someone stuck a cock in my mouth. I finally felt balls slapping my ass and knew someone else was fucking me. I was being fed cock and both ends and cocks still demanding attention, so I used a free hand and started stroking it in between licks. The speed was picking up all around me, in my hand, mouth and ass. These guys were eager to get off.
Soon cum was flying everywhere. After that I was lost in a fog of sex and lust, people going at me from everywhere. I lost track of the number of times they shouted, "NOW, you fucking cock sucking slave!" and pulled on my collar. I was told to jack off for them and eat my cum again.
It seemed to go for hours and days as sex act mounted sex act. I learned later that Jeff had a group of guys that wanted to be slaves and he made them do everything imaginable to each other and himself. Mark's hand were kept bound, although the position was changed frequently and tortured and fucked by his captors. He was continually brought to the brink of shooting and then stopped. When he finally shot, several other guys added their cum to the mix and scooped up some from Mark's ass and fed it all to him. Not that he would ever admit it, but I hear that he was in tears at one point. But everyone seemed to be ready to repeat the performance when we were finally able to walk again.
Sometime in there, I collapsed, exhausted and worn out. When I woke, I was in a hospital bed. I raised my sheet to make sure I was okay and saw I was naked under the sheet. I looked around me then, and realized the curtain was pulled around my bed. I lay back and felt my neck and realized the collar was still on. As I reached up to remove it, the curtain swung back and Paul walked in smiling and wearing his white lab coat. "I see you are back awake and among the living. You got a little wiped out last night. I thought it would be better if you slept here and got some rest. I was also able to put some ointment on you dic ..., I mean you penis and your anus. You should be ready to go for another round shortly," he laughed and smiled. "I can't tell you how wild that was last night. I haven't had that much fun in a long, long time. I am definitely going to the an A in several classes after the way you guys treated my profs!" He saw the look on my face, "Yeah, a couple of those guys were my professors! Can you believe it; they had such an awesome time. One of them was Jeff's slave by the end of the night and wanted to go home with Jeff!"
"Speaking of Jeff," I asked, "where is he?"
"Oh, he and Mark decided that if you got to sleep here, so would they. They woke about an hour ago and are in the next room having breakfast. So why don't you get a shower and then head over and join them. The shower is right around that corner. There are scrubs in there that you can put on after you shower." He reached over and gave my crotch a squeeze, "Thanks again for yesterday, it was great fun!"
I got up and naked, walked around the corner and through the door Paul had indicated. There was a single shower there and clothes. I took a long shower, getting all the kinks out. Paul was right, my cock was red and my butt was sore. Paul had left some ointment on the sink for me to use. I applied it and put on a pair of scrub pants and a scrubs shirt. I set out to find the other guys.
Mark and Jeff were sitting in a living room type place. They offered me coffee and rolls and then we traded stories about the night before. Each had their own story about the trials they had been through. But both had loved being used by these unknown guys.
Jeff told us that we had to hurry, as his brother was due at the university by 10 am and it was already 9:30 am. I had missed my morning class and it didn't look like I was going to make my afternoon class either.
The guys had my clothes, but they all smelled so bad, that I only but on my shoes. They had come to same conclusion because they were wearing scrubs as well.
We headed off to our dorm with our clothes in plastic bags. We got to our rooms and gathered our laundry together, planning on getting a load started. We had gathered in Jeff's room with our stuff, when there was a knock on the door. When Jeff opened the door, there was a slightly bigger version of Jeff. It had to be his brother.
"Okay, assholes, I am here and ready to have fun!" he came into the room with a presence, wearing shorts, t-shirt and tennis shoes. He had a duffle bad with him that he dropped on the floor.
"Guys, this is my brother, Bob," Jeff said, "Bob, this is Bill and his ex-roommate, Mark." We all shook hands and Bob was smiling a genuine smile as he met us.
"I have heard lots about you, Bill. Mark can't say enough about you. I think he is kind of stuck on you." I think it was the first time I ever saw Mark, actually blush!
"Okay," he said, "Let's have some fun! Looks like you were getting ready to do laundry. I bet you have been doing that strip and jack in the laundry thing! That was always one of my favorites. But I think I have some better things in mind. What are these clothes, you guys have an ER theme party? Get a pair of shorts, a t-shirt and some tennis shoes, we are going to go out and raise some hell."
We stripped, but before we could dress, Bob called us over one at a time. He made up lie across his legs as he wrote something on our one ass cheek. He was putting two capital B's on our ass. He was using permanent marker. While we were lying across his lap, he reached between his legs and felt our cocks and balls. Jeff said the B's were to mark us as Bobby's Boys. We would be his until the marker wore off. He let us dress then. He was taking his time checking out our bodies as we dressed. As we were leaving the room, he grabbed a volleyball off of Jeff's dresser.
Bobby lead us across campus to a sandlot volleyball court. "Okay, we are going to play a little volleyball. Only you guys are going to play naked and the first guy that sprouts wood is going to have to jack off right here on the court." The court was not on a main walkway, but it wasn't secluded. People used the nearby path all the time. "So strip, including your shoes." Jeff was first, of course, and I followed, thinking what the heck. Mark thought about it awhile but went ahead and stripped as well. Mark's cock was stiffening up as he stood up after removing his shoes. "Okay, Jeff and Bill will play Mark and I, take your side."
Jeff and I moved to the other side of the court. I was becoming more comfortable being naked, but still this was awfully public. With a big yell, Bobby served the ball. Jeff and I then concentrated on the ball getting it back over the net. We did and the volley was on. I realized that Bobby was making a lot of noise and I couldn't figure out what was going on, until I realized that people were starting to walk by the court. Several stayed and watched. We now had an audience. We played on, with a group of 10 - 12 college students watching us. I was really proud to be able to be able to play naked in front of these people. It must have gotten to Mark, cause I noticed that his cock was really beginning to grow. It was waving up and down as he made jumps for the ball.
Finally, Bobby called us all together on his side of the court. "Looks like Mark here has something he wants to show us," pointing to his obvious hard-on. "You better take care of that, Mark, or else you might injure it while we are playing."
"I can't jack off here, which all these people watching!" He was really shocked and scared. Sweat was pouring off of all of us, but it seemed he started to sweat more. "Please don't make me do this," he begged.
"Well, a deals a deal. But here is what I will do. We will stand here around you while you jack off, so those people can only see your backside. But you have to jack off, that was the deal." Mark, with his head downcast, nodded. We moved up to shield his front from view as he grabbed his cock and started stroking. I knew this wasn't going to take long. When Mark is out, exposed, it is a huge turn on for him and it wouldn't take long for him to reach that peak. He had his eyes closed fisting his cock. I thought then that it had to be obvious to the people 10 - 20 feet away, what he was doing here, they just couldn't see his cock.
I felt a tap on my shoulder from Bobby and looked up to his face. He evidently had done the same to Jeff on his other side. As we looked him in the face, he mouthed instructions to us. Jeff was madly pumping away and was beginning to moan. It was going to be any second now. Bobby touched our shoulders again and we backed away and left Mark open to view as he began to shoot load after load onto the sand. When he finished shooting, the people around him started to clap and cheer. His eyes opened from the stupor of orgasm and realized what had happened. He turned a crimson red and looked at Bobby, then Jeff and I. Bobby was smiling. Jeff first looked like he was going to punch Bobby in the face, but then hung his head. Then he looked up and smiled, "That was so fucking hot," he whispered.
Bobby told us to dress then, so we put our shorts on, grabbed our t-shirts, shoes and socks and headed off amid clapping, catcalls and whistles. I turned and waved, and then Mark and Jeff did as well. We headed over to Bobby's car. As we got in, I wondered what other things Bobby had in mind.
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