Double Dicked Frat Party
“FUCK,” I screamed, his hand at my throat and my hole stretched to the max with two cocks up my ass at once. It was my first-time taking cock at a frat house. It wouldn’t be my last.
It had been a slow night in the basement men’s room of the campus library. Through the glory hole drilled between the last two stalls, I had sucked three cocks that night—two college guys like me, one of whom was particularly hung, and an older professor with a hairy, beer can cock and a massive load.
It was getting late, and I was about to give up on any more cock and call it a night, when a ridiculously hot frat guy came into the adjacent stall. Through the hole, I could see the Greek letters ΦΥΚ emblazoned across his chest.
“Stick it in,” I instructed him, as he stood and stared down at the glory hole hesitantly. “I’ll drain your balls for you.”
“Dude?” he crouched down and whispered through the hole. “Can I ask you something?”
“Um—sure,” I replied, hoping he wasn’t going to ask if he could wrap it. A mouthful of latex is never pleasurable and always makes me gag.
“You take it up the ass?” he asked.
“Yeah,” I replied eagerly, standing up and dropping my shorts to present my ass to him through the glory hole.
“No—not here,” he objected. “Back at my house.”
“You mean your fraternity house?” I asked excitedly, for it was a pipe dream to get fucked in a frat house.
“Yeah,” he replied. “A few of us want to fuck some ass tonight. You game?”
“Fuck YES,” I answered. “How many guys are we talking here?” I wanted to know, hesitant to take fifty or more cocks in one night.
“Just a few,” he promised. “Maybe five or six guys.”
Agreeing to be a cum dump for a few of his brothers, I followed the frat boy out of the library and to his fraternity house. I was relieved to see the house was quiet from the outside with no signs of a raging party. The frat boy led me into the house through a back door. A stairway led down to the basement, where I could hear the telltale sounds of porn playing.
We emerged into a basement rec room with several couches and at least a dozen naked frat guys drinking beer and edging their hard cocks to a bleached-blonde bitch on a large-screen TV, taking cock from a line of hung porn guys. The estimate of five or six guys had been a lie, yet the joyous prospect of getting dicked-down by a dozen frat boys had my hole twitching with eager anticipation.
“The cum dump is here,” the guy from the library announced to a series of distasteful hoots and hollers from the guys as we crossed the TV screen to a mattress positioned on one side of the room.
“Hope you like cum,” shouted one drunken brother.
“I call first dibs on his ass,” yelled another.
“Fuck you, Bryce,” responded the guy from the library. “I found the cum dump for us. I get first dibs on him.”
The mattress in the corner was nasty and covered in cum stains, a dingy pillow flopped at one corner. But I wasn’t about to complain, considering I was accustomed to taking cock in bathroom stalls. A large bottle of lube sat next to the mattress.
“Come on, dude,” the guy from the library urged, stripping out of his clothes and applying a pump of lube to his hard eight-incher. “Time for you to get to work.”
He had stretched back on the mattress, his arms propped behind his head, with his rigid cock pointed to the ceiling. Dutifully, I took off my clothes and crawled onto the mattress with him. Straddling him, I sat down on his cock, taking him to the balls as his head tipped back in ecstasy.
“Yeah—fuck his ass,” encouraged one of the other frat guys as the group abandoned the couches and began to crowd around us.
“Seed his hole, so the rest of us can get a turn,” shouted another guy.
“Fuck, your hole feels good,” the guy from the library marveled, thrusting into me as he pulled me closer to him. Suddenly, our lips had locked and his tongue was down my throat. This shocked me as, from my experience, frat guys never wanted to kiss.
I was lost in the moment, his cock up my ass and his tongue down my throat, the other frat guys cheering us on and jockeying for their turns, when I noticed an increase of pressure inside me. It felt like his cock had suddenly and impossibly doubled in size. It hurt like fuck, my hole stretched to the max, and I instinctively turned back to find a muscular frat guy had mounted me. I had two cocks in me.
“FUCK,” I screamed as the second guy gripped my throat, my hole playing host to two dicks. I had never taken two cocks at once. And, though the idea of getting DP’d had long been a fantasy, the reality was that it hurt like fuck. My mind was reeling, and it didn’t help that a crowd of frat guys were screaming and chanting in jubilation around me.
For a split second, I considered telling the muscular dude to get the fuck off me. I had signed up to be tagged, not double penetrated. But then it happened—something that all bottoms know to be true—my hole adjusted to the sudden increase in girth. And you know what? Having two cocks up my ass felt pretty damn good. Actually, it was fucking amazing.
Working in unison, the two guys began to fuck my ass with unparalleled force. The feeling of two big dicks rubbing and thrusting against each other inside of me was overwhelming. Apparently, it was pretty damn good for the two frat guys as well.
“Dude. I’m getting close,” the muscled one announced to the guy from the library, his sweat dripping onto my back. “You wanna cum together?”
“Fuck yeah,” agreed the other. “Let’s breed his fuckin’ hole.”
“Seed him . . . Seed him,” the crowd around us began to chant, as both guys unleashed their loads inside of me, grunting in unison as they flooded my guts with their warm seed.
“Fuck,” the muscular one exhaled, pulling out of me as I rolled off the guy from the library. Flat on my back, their commingled loads gushed from my gaping hole and puddled on the mattress below me.
All at once, my knees were pushed apart by a frat guy with ΦΥΚ tattooed on his right pec. Gripping his thick cock at the base, he impaled me with one, quick thrust. “Christ, I love a sloppy cunt,” he bellowed, pushing himself into a plank above me as I wrapped my legs around his ass to take him deeper.
“Breed me,” I begged him as he plowed my hole, shouts of encouragement ringing from all sides of the mattress as the other brothers eagerly awaited their turn at my cummy hole.
The night was a whirlwind after that, as I took cock after cock, load after load. A few of the guys DP’d my ass again, and I reveled in my new talent of taking two dicks at once. I lost track of time, my mind and body on autopilot as the frat guys used me as their cum dump.
Hours later, I awoke to a stream of morning light pushing through a small window set into the upper reaches of the basement wall. I was still naked, my body plastered to the dirty mattress with dried sweat and cum. I soon heard footsteps descending the stairs.
“You were a champ last night,” came a voice carrying a cup of coffee and a bagel on a plate. It was the guy from the library. “Thought you might like some breakfast.”
“Thanks,” I said, biting into the warm bagel ravenously. “I didn’t mean to crash here,” I apologized. “I’ll get dressed and leave after I eat.”
“Actually . . . I wanted to ask if you wanted to come back again tonight?” he asked. “Word about your sweet cunt has gotten out amongst the rest of the brothers. There might be a bigger crowd, if you’re game for that?”
“I’m definitely game,” I replied eagerly.
“You think you might be up for another load right now?” he ventured, unzipping his jeans and releasing his hard cock.
“Fuck yeah,” I agreed, stretching back on the mattress and spreading my legs for him as he mounted my used, puffy hole. And as a few more brothers came down to the basement, watching us eagerly from the sidelines, I knew my ass wouldn’t be leaving that nasty mattress anytime soon.
It had been a slow night in the basement men’s room of the campus library. Through the glory hole drilled between the last two stalls, I had sucked three cocks that night—two college guys like me, one of whom was particularly hung, and an older professor with a hairy, beer can cock and a massive load.
It was getting late, and I was about to give up on any more cock and call it a night, when a ridiculously hot frat guy came into the adjacent stall. Through the hole, I could see the Greek letters ΦΥΚ emblazoned across his chest.
“Stick it in,” I instructed him, as he stood and stared down at the glory hole hesitantly. “I’ll drain your balls for you.”
“Dude?” he crouched down and whispered through the hole. “Can I ask you something?”
“Um—sure,” I replied, hoping he wasn’t going to ask if he could wrap it. A mouthful of latex is never pleasurable and always makes me gag.
“You take it up the ass?” he asked.
“Yeah,” I replied eagerly, standing up and dropping my shorts to present my ass to him through the glory hole.
“No—not here,” he objected. “Back at my house.”
“You mean your fraternity house?” I asked excitedly, for it was a pipe dream to get fucked in a frat house.
“Yeah,” he replied. “A few of us want to fuck some ass tonight. You game?”
“Fuck YES,” I answered. “How many guys are we talking here?” I wanted to know, hesitant to take fifty or more cocks in one night.
“Just a few,” he promised. “Maybe five or six guys.”
Agreeing to be a cum dump for a few of his brothers, I followed the frat boy out of the library and to his fraternity house. I was relieved to see the house was quiet from the outside with no signs of a raging party. The frat boy led me into the house through a back door. A stairway led down to the basement, where I could hear the telltale sounds of porn playing.
We emerged into a basement rec room with several couches and at least a dozen naked frat guys drinking beer and edging their hard cocks to a bleached-blonde bitch on a large-screen TV, taking cock from a line of hung porn guys. The estimate of five or six guys had been a lie, yet the joyous prospect of getting dicked-down by a dozen frat boys had my hole twitching with eager anticipation.
“The cum dump is here,” the guy from the library announced to a series of distasteful hoots and hollers from the guys as we crossed the TV screen to a mattress positioned on one side of the room.
“Hope you like cum,” shouted one drunken brother.
“I call first dibs on his ass,” yelled another.
“Fuck you, Bryce,” responded the guy from the library. “I found the cum dump for us. I get first dibs on him.”
The mattress in the corner was nasty and covered in cum stains, a dingy pillow flopped at one corner. But I wasn’t about to complain, considering I was accustomed to taking cock in bathroom stalls. A large bottle of lube sat next to the mattress.
“Come on, dude,” the guy from the library urged, stripping out of his clothes and applying a pump of lube to his hard eight-incher. “Time for you to get to work.”
He had stretched back on the mattress, his arms propped behind his head, with his rigid cock pointed to the ceiling. Dutifully, I took off my clothes and crawled onto the mattress with him. Straddling him, I sat down on his cock, taking him to the balls as his head tipped back in ecstasy.
“Yeah—fuck his ass,” encouraged one of the other frat guys as the group abandoned the couches and began to crowd around us.
“Seed his hole, so the rest of us can get a turn,” shouted another guy.
“Fuck, your hole feels good,” the guy from the library marveled, thrusting into me as he pulled me closer to him. Suddenly, our lips had locked and his tongue was down my throat. This shocked me as, from my experience, frat guys never wanted to kiss.
I was lost in the moment, his cock up my ass and his tongue down my throat, the other frat guys cheering us on and jockeying for their turns, when I noticed an increase of pressure inside me. It felt like his cock had suddenly and impossibly doubled in size. It hurt like fuck, my hole stretched to the max, and I instinctively turned back to find a muscular frat guy had mounted me. I had two cocks in me.
“FUCK,” I screamed as the second guy gripped my throat, my hole playing host to two dicks. I had never taken two cocks at once. And, though the idea of getting DP’d had long been a fantasy, the reality was that it hurt like fuck. My mind was reeling, and it didn’t help that a crowd of frat guys were screaming and chanting in jubilation around me.
For a split second, I considered telling the muscular dude to get the fuck off me. I had signed up to be tagged, not double penetrated. But then it happened—something that all bottoms know to be true—my hole adjusted to the sudden increase in girth. And you know what? Having two cocks up my ass felt pretty damn good. Actually, it was fucking amazing.
Working in unison, the two guys began to fuck my ass with unparalleled force. The feeling of two big dicks rubbing and thrusting against each other inside of me was overwhelming. Apparently, it was pretty damn good for the two frat guys as well.
“Dude. I’m getting close,” the muscled one announced to the guy from the library, his sweat dripping onto my back. “You wanna cum together?”
“Fuck yeah,” agreed the other. “Let’s breed his fuckin’ hole.”
“Seed him . . . Seed him,” the crowd around us began to chant, as both guys unleashed their loads inside of me, grunting in unison as they flooded my guts with their warm seed.
“Fuck,” the muscular one exhaled, pulling out of me as I rolled off the guy from the library. Flat on my back, their commingled loads gushed from my gaping hole and puddled on the mattress below me.
All at once, my knees were pushed apart by a frat guy with ΦΥΚ tattooed on his right pec. Gripping his thick cock at the base, he impaled me with one, quick thrust. “Christ, I love a sloppy cunt,” he bellowed, pushing himself into a plank above me as I wrapped my legs around his ass to take him deeper.
“Breed me,” I begged him as he plowed my hole, shouts of encouragement ringing from all sides of the mattress as the other brothers eagerly awaited their turn at my cummy hole.
The night was a whirlwind after that, as I took cock after cock, load after load. A few of the guys DP’d my ass again, and I reveled in my new talent of taking two dicks at once. I lost track of time, my mind and body on autopilot as the frat guys used me as their cum dump.
Hours later, I awoke to a stream of morning light pushing through a small window set into the upper reaches of the basement wall. I was still naked, my body plastered to the dirty mattress with dried sweat and cum. I soon heard footsteps descending the stairs.
“You were a champ last night,” came a voice carrying a cup of coffee and a bagel on a plate. It was the guy from the library. “Thought you might like some breakfast.”
“Thanks,” I said, biting into the warm bagel ravenously. “I didn’t mean to crash here,” I apologized. “I’ll get dressed and leave after I eat.”
“Actually . . . I wanted to ask if you wanted to come back again tonight?” he asked. “Word about your sweet cunt has gotten out amongst the rest of the brothers. There might be a bigger crowd, if you’re game for that?”
“I’m definitely game,” I replied eagerly.
“You think you might be up for another load right now?” he ventured, unzipping his jeans and releasing his hard cock.
“Fuck yeah,” I agreed, stretching back on the mattress and spreading my legs for him as he mounted my used, puffy hole. And as a few more brothers came down to the basement, watching us eagerly from the sidelines, I knew my ass wouldn’t be leaving that nasty mattress anytime soon.
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