Mike Loves Cum 18
By Stockman
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I was invited to an event at Alpha Pi. Dad dropped me off, saying to call if I needed a ride home. Shane greeted me at the door. We went to his office/bedroom, where all 5 fraternity execs were waiting.
Shane looked embarrassed. "First we want to apologize, Mike."
I must have looked dumbfounded. Dennis, the VP, took up the narration. "When you had the interview last time you were here, we were told no fucking the candidates. We complied with that, as I hope you recall." I nodded my head as the other guys giggled. I saw Fred, the sports chair, readjust his bulge. I remembered he has a really big cock. Eleven inches I believe. I felt my lips tremble in the thought of that huge dick.
Les continued, "but then we kind of forced, well maybe `encouraged' you to fuck our Professor (chapter 16). You did well, Mike, but we decided there's really no difference between fucking and getting fucked. Though you did a fine job fucking, especially for a guy who doesn't fuck much, we violated our own rules. Dennis, in particular, so wanted to fuck you, so turned on by your hot ass, but was not allowed.
"So," Shane continued, "we've decided to offer you direct admission to our frat once you start school. No rushing needed, no voting, you're in! That ok?"
"Yeah, Mike, is that ok?" It was Neil, the social chairman, asking. "You'd be a full brother, equal to everyone else. No pledging responsibilities. No cleanup duties after parties. No pledge tests. Sound ok?"
"Oh my god," I shouted. "There's nothing I'd want more." Suddenly a dark thought crossed my mind. "But wouldn't the rest of the brothers be pissed? And shouldn't I have to earn my position just like everyone else? I don't want to be given an easy way out."
Dennis answered quickly, his hand starting to stroke my butt. "We all voted, Mike, it was near unanimous. Kip led the discussion, but we all wanted you. So your ass is in, if you agree." I moaned as his hand pressed into my covered crack.
"Oh god, yes!" I exclaimed, both for the membership offer and Dennis pushing into my hole. I felt so wanted!
Kip burst into the room. "Our guest is here."
"And Mike just said yes," Shane announced.
Kip grabbed me. "Awesome, buddy. We're gonna be brothers!" He pulled me to follow him to the Dungeon where about 40 brothers were gathering. Kip guided me to the front row, along the side wall. Two seats on an old sofa were available.
An older guy, perhaps 25, came in with the Execs. He was dressed in tight jeans and a vest with no shirt. Shane, as President, took the floor. "Our guest is Stevie Stone. Stevie is a traveling troubadour. He has agreed to tell us about himself, his life on the road, as he entertains us in song. In his regular act, he just sings, but he has agreed to be much more open about himself, especially the last several months. So, everyone, Stevie Stone."
As Stevie sat on a stool, I looked closely at him. Shaggy black hair, a bit of stubble, square jaw, seems in excellent athletic shape. Strong round shoulders, I noticed. I also noticed a tuft of black hair at the center of his chest. The vest was not covering all that much. I couldn't help but look at his crotch.
Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away..........
He has a good voice, I noted. His crotch seemed full. Well packed, a big bulge. I started to pay close attention.
As the song ended, Shane asked. "So Stevie, what's it been like? As we were walking in, you told us you broke up with your girlfriend."
"The gigs have been great, but the relationship died. Too far away, I guess. But the replacements have been even better, I must admit!"
"So you've been getting some?"
Stevie laughed. "You said to be open about it, right?"
"And nothing leaves the Dungeon. Rule of the house," Shane added.
"So yeah, I've been getting some, actually a whole lot. Been fantastic, truthfully,"
I love the way you love, it makes me feel so fine, and I love the way you love and I know you're mine all mine..................
As the entire song finished, Shane asked, "so how often is some?"
Stevie looked at the crowd of frat men. "Seems most days, either as a result of the gig or at local gyms."
"I do see you're in fine shape. Been going to gyms often? How `bout losing that vest."
"Most mornings it's gym time if I don't have early travel," Stevie explained while removing his vest. His chest was beautifully developed with defined pecs. That hairy tuft in the center seemed to accentuate the smooth chest muscle.
Lying beside you, here in the dark. Feeling your heartbeat with mine...................
As the song ended, Shane asked, "so you're having a lot of sex while on the road. Is it blowjobs or fucking?"
I saw Stevie's bulge pulse as he heard the question. I wondered if that bulge meant a big cock or big balls. It looked so full. I tried to picture that bulge and a big thick patch of hair all around his cock and balls.
"Both, more fucking I'd say. Women just don't know how to suck cock all that well. But they love to get fucked." His bulge seemed to pulse. He was liking the conversation!
Come on, baby make it hurt so good. Sometimes love don't feel like it should. You make it hurt so good....
Shane continued, "Cute song. How `bout losing the trousers. Let's see more of you."
I couldn't take my eyes off his body. Stevie toed off his shoes then dropped his jeans. His thighs were so muscular! And his package was so full in his black jock.
"A jock strap?" Shane asked
"Yeah, keeps the boy under control during my set. Some of my songs get to me."
"No worries here. Ready to pull that off?"
Stevie looked at Shane, then out to the audience and back to Shane. He hesitated a second, shrugged and lowered his jock.
Good morning starshine, the earth says hello.............
OMG, what a cock! Stevie was soft, well mostly soft, about 4 inches and fat. Very fat. His balls were big and fat as well, and all was covered by black hair all around that fat cock and onto his thighs. The hairs were long and full. Just a bit of short hairs on his balls.
Shane commented immediately. "Nice, Stevie. Thanks for exposing more of yourself. Uh, there's no hair on your penis itself. Most guys usually have some."
Stevie smiled. "Need to keep it trimmed there. The long hairs were getting caught in pussy lips, so I keep that short. Gotta do what ya gotta do," he laughed.
Gimme a head with hair, long beautiful hair, shining gleaming.....
Shane asked, "how `bout you circle around the floor. Let the guys see the full Stevie Stone. Oh, Charlie here is a real good guitar player. Let's let him play so you can drift around as you sing."
Now I could get a great view of a naked singer. Tall, good looking, muscular, with a powerful looking penis. It seemed to stay at that 4 inches encased in thick black pubic hair. I couldn't take my eyes off that wonderful crotch.
Stevie started walking to the back where the guys were standing. Most still had shorts on, though some were in underwear.
Hello again hello. Just called to say hello. It's good to need you so. ........
"Hi I'm Stevie Stone," he said to a senior in the back row. I could hear clearly as he spoke into his mic headset. "Nice dick, dude," was the reply.
It's good to love you like I do..........
He was shaking hands with a lot of guys, standing naked in front of each.
Maybe it's been crazy and maybe I'm to blame..............
He covered every row, saying hi, his dick leading the way. He reached the first row. I now could see he was really chubbed up. Maybe 6 inches and not hard. He was starting another song.
All you need is love love, love is all you need.........
He was now standing in front of me and Kip. His cock looked so big and beautiful. It had a slight arc downward.
Shane put his hand on Stevie's shoulder. "Meet our newest brother, Stevie. Mike was inducted today."
"Hi Mike. Congratulations." Stevie turned to Shane. "Good looking kid. And a nice teen body."
"Yeah, even models sometimes."
I blushed, but I couldn't take my eyes off that fat cock. I kind of leaned forward a bit to get even closer to it.
Stevie seemed to do the same. Using a hand, he guided his thick cock to my lips.
But here in my heart I give you the best of my love...........
He rubbed his cock across my lips. I was in a daze. He caressed my lips with his wonderful cock head. I was mesmerized, reveling in the feeling of troubadour cock.
Gently, using a thumb, Stevie pulled my chin down.
I looked up then back down. His cock was in my mouth. That awesome fat cock was in my mouth!
I give you all my love, that's all I do. And if you saw my love, you'd love her too....
Stevie cupped my head and pulled me in. Fat cock went through my mouth to the edge of my throat. I loved the sensation. And I could feel Kip placing a hand inside my thigh. The thick cock was now entering my throat.
You give me everything, and tenderly......
Stevie started fucking his big cock inside my mouth. His strong thighs kept hitting my chin. He was so powerful. His cock was going deep into my throat. I could feel the thick head entering my gullet. So good! And his pubes were pounding my nose. All that wonderful man hair!
He leaned over and whispered in my ear. "You're a wonderful cocksucker, Mike." I felt pride in his compliment even as I realized that with his mic, everyone could hear his words.
Shane said, "turn sideways, guys. Let everyone watch. A singing blowjob! Too nice to waste."
Stevie guided me so that I was leaning on Kip, still sucking troubadour cock. I tried to lick his fat shaft, even as his cockhead was penetrating my throat. I succeeded in controlling my gag reflex. My mind was consumed with cock.
And I love her..........
Stevie said, "this is the best blowjob I've ever had. The boy is a natural. I've had maybe 50 blowjobs in the past 3 months. This is the best. Fucking fantastic!"
He trapped my head into his groin. His pubes were up my nose.
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun, and I say it's alright!
He was cumming. He was shooting jets of sperm into my mouth. After 3 longggggg jets, he pulled out to spray me with 3 more jets. So good. On my forehead. On my nose. In my right eye.
Come together, right now, over me.............
Applause from the audience. I was covered in cum.
He looked down at me.
And all I gotta do is thank you boy, thank you boy.
Stevie looked at Shane, then me, then the crowd. His cock was barely shrinking. Such a thick, powerful, piece of manhood.
You are so wonderful....he moaned, his penis dripping saliva and sperm.
I licked his retreating penis. It tasted of sperm...and man. I didn't want it to go. I was being patted on my back and shoulders. The guys around me seemed to appreciate what I had done.
Stevie patted my head. You've made me so very happy, baby. I'm so glad you came into my life!
Stevie retrieved his guitar, and naked closed his set.
Goodnight sweetheart, well it's time to go. I hate to leave you but I really must say, good night sweetheart good night.
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