Mike Loves Cum 12
By Stockman
The usual applies: if you are too young or it's illegal, please don't read. It is a work of fiction from my own dirty mind.
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The doorbell. I just had time to jump into my `door shorts' when it rang again. Four college men. All wearing the logo of the fraternity I had visited last week. Ron came to the door. "Ah, guys, thanks for coming." He introduced me to Dylan, Stevie, Blue and Les. "We're working on membership requirements, right guys?"
Dylan responded. "Right, Ron. That's why we brought Les. He's our membership chairman."
"And I'm gonna check out Mike, if that's ok?" Les told Ron.
Ron looked at me. "Oh? How so?"
Les answered. "Kip told me to check him out. Might be a good pledge for us."
"Wow, sure." I gushed. I hadn't expected Kip to even remember me. But we sure had a great time in the Dungeon, I thought (see chapter 3).
Ron stared at me. I realized it's his choice, not mine. "If it's ok with you, sir," I added.
With a slight nod, we proceeded to the Lower Level. I couldn't help notice the tight bulges in all four guys. Les, especially. Man, was that bulge full, I thought. Would I see what's under those bb shorts? And Blue, his shorts were so tight! And so tall; he's probably 6'5, I guessed.
Blue asked, "What's that sign mean, Vegas?"
"It means what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas," Ron replied casually.
"Oh like our Dungeon." Blue was getting it.
"Exactly. Actually the Dungeon inspired it. And it's ok to get comfortable down here while we're working," Ron added.
"Great," they all seemed to say together, peeling off shirts. Shoes came next. They quickly took seats around the computer screens. I moved off to serve water and soda to the guests. Les snickered as I served them. I could hear they were already tackling a rules issue, not about membership.
Les moved to one of the two overstuffed chairs at the other end of the Lower Level. It's Ron's man-cave' chair. I marveled again at Les' hairy body. Muscular, his chest was covered in a medium coat of dark hair. Not as thick as Ron's but I suspected it would thicken as he got older. The hair did thicken below his navel before disappearing below his tight shorts. Les seemed to guide me to sit on the opposite chair. I was still in my door-shorts', tight bb shorts that I wore on my first day. Too tight, dad had commented.
"Tell me about yourself," Les instructed. "Kip seems to think you'd be a good addition to our House." He sounded like he'd never met me before. Guess spraying a load of cum across a guy's face isn't enough to make an impact.
"I...I uh, I just graduated. Starting State in the Fall." I sounded like a kid. This is embarrassing!
Les looked at me. "And?" His eyes pierced mine. I didn't know what to say.
"Uh. Well, I'm working as a Houseboy. For Ron. I take care of..."
Les stared at me. "You're nervous. Don't be. Just tell me. Tell you what. Sit on the arm of my chair. Maybe it'll relax you. And drop those shorts. If this is like the Dungeon, you don't need clothes, right?"
"Yeah, Ron says it's `clothing optional' down here."
"OK, then drop those shorts and relax." He seemed so in control of me!
In a flash, I was naked, sitting on his armrest. My dick was fully exposed. I didn't want to, but I started to get hard. "Ok, now tell me about yourself," he said again, reaching out quickly to my dick. Reflexively, I pulled back. I saw Les purse his lips, a look of anger crossed his face.
"Don't pull away from me, boy. You need to understand something. If you are selected as a pledge, and that's a big IF right now, you'll be under the control of your fraternity's leadership, That's our president, VP, social chair, sports chair and membership chair. That's me. You will call us `sir' and do whatever you're told to do. Is that clear? Is that very clear?"
"I...I'm sorry, sir. I'll do what you tell me to do. Please don't be angry. I really want to pledge, sir. Please." I was panicking. Did I blow it so fast?
Les smiled. "Ok, Mike. We can start again. Kip did give you a good recommendation. And I was just trying to relax you so you can tell me about yourself. So how about sitting on my lap as you talk. Maybe that'll help you feel more comfortable."
"Yes sir," I answered, moving over to sit on him. I knew better than to disagree. His lap probably wouldn't relax me, I knew. If anything it would....Uh oh I was getting hard.
I leaned back against Les's body. His chest hair felt so good on my back. It suddenly felt so comfortable. He surrounded me with his arms.
"Tell me about yourself, Mike." His hands gently caressed my chest. It felt so nice. He caressed from my neck down to my waist. And back up and then back down, going lower. His hands reached my pubes. He combed his fingers through the hair. "Nice soft man hair," he spoke softly. "Now tell me about yourself."
I leaned back into his body, my head resting at his neck. It felt so good, so caring, I took a deep breath and started talking.
Ten minutes later I was talked out. Les had simply continued to play with my body. His hands felt my chest, stomach, nipples, belly, pubes, balls, cock, thighs and back again. I was feeling so loving, so protected that I told him anything he wanted to know. He seemed first to focus on my wrestling experience in high school, then on my role as Ron's houseboy. He liked that I showed the initiative to work during the summer months. And that I was willing to follow orders when needed.
I was hard as a rock. Les stroked me. It felt so good. And I could feel Les' cock underneath me. He was hard as well. "Show me, boy. Show me that dick."
He pushed me to stand in front of him, my hard penis on display. "Nice, boy," he said. "Nice size for a freshman. What, 7 inches?"
"7 1/4, sir."
"Nice. Might grow a bit more, even. Straight. 90 degrees. Perfect. Don't see many cocks perfectly at 90 degrees. Full bush, goes high up. Manly." He pulled some of my hair. "Soft yet dense." Really nice." I stood there as Les evaluated my body. Then he turned me around to check out my ass. "Awesome ass, Mike. Small, tight, round, muscular." He squeezed my cheeks. "Feels excellent, boy." He spread my cheeks and looked at my hole. "Looks good, Mike." I was afraid he'd want to play with my hole, and I'd have to tell him what the doc said, but he didn't. He turned me back to the front.
I stood in front of Les, my cock now dripping a bit. He let me stand there for a full minute as he stared at my hard manhood. Then, suddenly, he slapped my cock. Not softly, but not so's it'd hurt. It got my attention. "If you pledge," he said, "you'd be naked most of the term. Can you do that? Be naked in front of your brothers? Do what you're told?" He slapped me again, a bit more gently.
"Yes, sir. I'll do whatever it takes, sir. I want to be selected as a brother."
Les smiled as we heard his name being called from the guys working with Ron. "Be right there," he called back. Looking at me, he ordered. "Stay right here boy, I'll be back." Darn, I hadn't even seen his dick. I could see he was `puffed up', but not fully hard as he passed me.
Blue took the seat Les had vacated. I was still standing naked and hard. It was embarrassing. "Nice," was his first comment at seeing me naked. "I see Les has been evaluating."
"Yes, sir," My face felt flushed.
"No need to `sir' me, I'm not in Leadership. Call me Blue. But I do like the naked look. I don't get naked often except in the locker room and Dungeon. Nice cock. Perfect size."
"You're so tall," I blurted. My eyes were fixed on his tight shorts. Was his cock as big? Do tall guys all have cocks in proportion? Wait, Paolo is tall and he has a small cock. Does Blue have a small cock? Not with that bulge! These thoughts ran through my brain in a millisecond. I hope I get to see Blue's cock.
"Yeah, dad and mom are tall. My girlfriend is tall as well." Blue looked carefully around. No one was paying us attention. "But she hates one aspect of my being tall."
I waited, hoping he'd explain. My cock stood rigid in front of this tall good-looking frat brother.
"My penis. She thinks it's too big. Hurts her." He looked again at my hard cock. "Yours would be perfect. What 7 inches? She'd love that. She complains that my 10" is too much. She hates to fuck as much as I need."
I so wanted to see that cock. "Uh, is it fat, too? Seems to me big and fat is perfect." I guess I smiled.
"Yeah, my cock's fat. She says TOO fat. Want to see it? Pull down my shorts if you want to see my cock."
"Yes, sir," I dropped to the floor and pulled down his shorts. Tight underwear. Briefs that were too small, I thought. Dense pubes came to view. Straight hairline. Did he trim? Then his huge cock. Huge huge cock. Ten inches and very fat. Fatter than Ron's or Kevin's. A true beer can.
"It's beautiful." Without thinking, I grasped that huge cock and muttered. "So big and beautiful."
"Thanks, Mike. Wish Liz thought that. Wasn't for the Dungeon, I'd be going crazy." He seemed to spread his legs for me.
I looked up at the monster cock above me. "Won't she even blow you? I would if I was your...."
I got embarrassed as I stopped talking.
Blue understood, pulling me into his penis. "I'd love you to suck me, Mike. Awesome that a guy as good-looking as you with a perfect cock would want to suck me."
I stared at this tall stud. His cock was full hard. His balls were large and tight to his body. No hair on his nuts, I thought to myself, but a ton of hair below towards his hole. I saw all this in a flash as I licked my lips. But still I hesitated. Would sucking a brother's cock doom me? But I so wanted to suck this big dick. Big fat dick.
"Don't be shy, Mike. What happens in Vegas...."
Cupping my head, he gently pulled me into his crotch. I could smell him. Soap and crotch. So good. I breathed his body, my mouth between his balls and his left thigh.
"Good boy, Mike. Smell me. Liz never takes the time."
I pressed my nose into his crotch, feeling his wiry hair across my cheeks. So good. I breathed again and looked up at his kind face.
"Good boy, Mike. When you're ready, just lick. No need to suck until you want to. A lick feels just as good. Liz licks a lot as she can't take much of my hog into her mouth. Sure hope you're a better cocksucker than she is."
I smiled. I knew I'd suck better. So I took a swipe across his cock head. SO good. Then another swipe. Then a lick just below the head. I heard him moan. I looked up and smiled at him. I licked again as I stared into his eyes. Blue eyes I noted, just like his name. I licked again.
"Oh fuck, Mike. Feels so good," Blue moaned.
I felt movement at my side. Dylan was at my side. "See you found a cocksucker," he said to his friend.
"Mike feels so good, D. You should try him." I didn't want to lose Blue's dick. I took the head and a few inches into my mouth. "Oh fuck. A mouth of pure heaven," Blue moaned. I felt kind of proud how Blue said he liked what I was doing. I started sucking in earnest. His big cock felt so good in my mouth, so full.
I heard Les above us. "See you found us a good cocksucker, huh Blue?"
"So good. Can't believe how good. Mike's gonna be a great cocksucker for us at the House." He cupped my head to push me down onto his cock. I looked down to see Blue's pubes just a couple inches away. I had most of his big rammer in my mouth. I felt it in my throat. So glad I had practiced with Mr. Thornton and Ron. I pushed further; all 10 inches in my mouth and throat. "He's got it all. He's got it all," Blue groaned, as he pressed my head into his body.
"Aaagh," Blue yelled as he shot volleys of cum inside my mouth. He screamed again and again as he pounded my mouth. I couldn't swallow fast enough as sperm dripped from the corners of my mouth. The taste was delicious.
Les patted my back. "Your gonna make a great addition to our House, Mike. Kip was right."
I smiled as I licked Blue's receding penis. Even soft, it was huge. And so manly!
Les stroked my head. "A great addition!"
Les stayed with me as Blue and Dylan returned to Ron at the left end of the Lower Level- `Vegas'. He guided me back to his armrest. "You been sucking dick a long time, Mike? You do it so well."
"Oh no, sir. Just started last week." I looked at him. He didn't seem critical. Just part of his evaluation? I could see the outline of his penis inside his tight shorts. Would he let me see it?
"Then you're a natural. Our House needs another good cocksucker. One proud to suck dick while his brothers are watching. We have a few, but one just graduated. Hope you can fill Anton's shoes."
I smiled. Sounds like he's telling me I'm in! "Thank you, sir. I'll do my best." He gently palmed my still hard penis.
"Yes, you should do well. And such a fine looking cock. Anton's not so much." He stroked my cock even more, spreading my pre all over the head. I closed my eyes, it felt so good.
I opened my eyes suddenly as my cockhead was surrounded by the awesome sensation of a warm mouth. Les had sucked in half my shaft. I moaned aloud, must have been real loud. Les kept sucking my dick, using his tongue to perfection. I moaned aloud again. I reached over to his cock, still encased in his shorts, but clearly hard. I so wanted to see and suck the fat cock I saw in the Dungeon.
With his mouth still on my cock, Les pulled his shorts down. I could see his cock, encased in a dense patch of pubic hair. Hair spread all around his lower stomach and his groin. So manly! His cock was perhaps 7 1/2 inches, and so thick. Easily as thick as Mr. Thornton's. I leaned over to suck his very hard cock.
"Didn't know you sucked dick." It was Stevie. He was staring at us.
Les looked up. He didn't seem embarrassed at all. "Usually don't. Maybe the fifth dick I've sucked. Mike's cock's too handsome to pass up." He went back to sucking my cock as I took his in my mouth. I had to stretch my mouth wide to get it in. Stevie pulled me back.
"Too good to watch Les suck dick. Let him do it." He then called over. "Hey guys, wanna see Les suck some cock?"
Soon we were surrounded. Blue, Dylan and even Ron joined Stevie watching Les suck my cock. It felt so good, Les sucking my cock as all those guys watched.
"Fuckin A," Dylan said aloud. He was stroking his bulge inside those gray gym shorts of his. "Never seen Les suck dick before. Beautiful, man." He was openly rubbing the front of his shorts. In a second, his cock was out. Six inches of hard cock inside a brown patch of hair. Tight balls. Looked so nice!
Then Stevie pulled out his cock. So wonderful to see all this dick. Seven inches of hard teen cock. Almost no hair, just a thin patch right over his dick. Loose balls. No hair. Did he shave? "We're gonna have some fun now," he exclaimed.
Ron started laughing. "Looks like we're having our own Dungeon." He dropped his shorts to start stroking his big cock. So beautiful. He wasn't fully hard, but still so big!
Les kept sucking my cock. I wanted to pull his head lower, to get more of my cock inside, but hesitated. Just then Stevie pushed Les' face down. Mistake. Les gagged and started sputtering. He spit up enough slime to coat my cock, balls and pubic area. "Dude, not nice," he chastised his frat brother. Slime covered my entire cock. Thankfully he went right back down, slurping my cock into his mouth.
"The kid's a better cocksucker than Les," Blue stated. But I quickly added, "it feels soooo good." Les kept sucking. Blue started caressing my head and my face. It all did feel sooo good. I quickly reached my limit.
"Gonna cum, oh I'm gonna cum," I announced. Les pulled off just as erupted. Blue held my head as I shot a good seven jets of teen cum onto Les' face and chin. The membership chairman took it all! Just like I took it from him a few days ago. My body shook.
Stevie and Dylan continued to jerk, even as Les retook my cock into his mouth to clean. Dylan shot first, and Stevie a few seconds behind. Cum rained down onto my chest and Les' head. Drops of cum rested on Les' hair. So awesomely beautiful!
We all showered together, even Ron. Five naked men. So good to see all that cock. Ron showed us how to adjust the controls and soon we were clean. Naked and clean. Beautiful cocks. Dylan remarked how big Ron's cock is. "Could give Blue a run for his money," he laughed. I didn't tell them Mr. Thornton's big cock could outshine them all. Ron reminded us all that what happens in Vegas.... I liked looking at Dylan's and Stevie's cocks. Just regular guy dicks. And I didn't have to hide that I was looking. When they had to pee, Ron said that's what shower drains are for. For me, more time to look at cocks. Blue's was so big... Finally they were done. I provided the towels. The guys high-fived as they dressed.
After they departed, Ron sat with me at his man chair, the same one I had used to blow Blue and gotten my own blowjob from Les. I was beginning to love that big old chair.
"You have a knack for making my clients happy, Mike. Really pleased. You've earned another bonus."
"Oh thank you sir, but it feels so good, I think I should be paying you, not getting paid. Ah, and I get to see a lot of...."
"Cock? It's ok, Mike. Enjoy what you like."
Mtc
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