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Licker

He was straight! Jesus, he was straight and had never done anything queer
in his whole 21 years. He was as stud, known around campus as a big man,
jock, girl fucker. And he had fucked lots and lots of girls. They loved his
big fat, leaky dick. They texted each other about his fuckmeat, and he'd
seen some of them. He was good looking too. With his short buzz hair cut
and his slender but muscular smooth young body, he looked a bit like Joseph
Gordon-Levit. He'd fucked his first girl when he was fifteen and not
stopped since. And he was a nice guy. A really friendly, popular dude. Sure
he got a bit rough with the girls sometimes when he was horny, but what
jock doesn't? Generally, he would have been considered to be a really cool
dude.

And here he was naked on his knees about to lick a guy's dick! And all
because of a stupid bet. Well, lets face it, Mark had been out to get him
for some time. Mark was insanely jealous of Caleb, always had been. Ever
since high school. Mark thought he was the stud of the walk. Mark thought
he was the best cocksman in the school and had told everyone so. He bragged
about how much cunt he stuffed and how many bitches he had scored with. He
even bragged about getting chicks pregnant. Mark was not a nice
person. Mark was a bully. Everyone knew that in high school, he had taken
the gay boys and made them suck his dick. He had a regular list of boys who
he could call upon to slurp on his obscenely big fuckmeat. That was back in
high school. I guess college hadn't changed him. At Twenty-one, he still
bragged about his girl fucking techniques and he still forced gay students
to suck his dick. Well, not necessarily gay students...any males who were
weaker than he was. He loved to control both guys and gals. He was a needy
person. Needy for power and control. Yes, he was good looking. A good
looking son-of-a-bitch! Guys hung with him almost out of fear. He gathered
a gang of bullies around him.

Caleb had been damned stupid to make the bet in the first place. You don't
bet with somebody to see who can fuck some delicious young high school girl
first. But that had been the bet. Amy J. a sweet young innocent thing had
been the score. The bet had been made when both young men had been drunk
and in front of a gang of their college buddies. Well, not really Caleb's
buddies, but dudes he sometimes hung with. Who could fuck Amy J. first.
She was a virgin, innocent looking as a Catholic High School Girl Freshman.
She smiled at the older boys at the mall who whistled at her and called her
names. She wasn't even allowed to date yet. So the college boys has made
this stupid bet. Two of the college dudes with the biggest dicks in the
business had made a bet about who could shove their long thick fuckmeat
into Amy first. And the loser? Well, this was the sick part. This was the
part that only drunken college boys could come up with. The loser had to
lick the dick of the winner. Right in front of the other dudes, the loser
had to strip bare ass naked and lick the dick of the winner.

And wouldn't you know it, Caleb lost! That's right. Mark fucked Amy
first. He turned on his Neanderthal Charm, dated her twice, and shoved his
dick balls deep up her tight virgin cunt.

It was an awesome fuck. The young bitch couldn't walk after it. She would
never be the same again. She instantly fell in love with Mark and wanted to
be with him forever. Stupid girl.

Mark hung around only long enough to fuck her in the ass, teach her to suck
dick, and then he dropped her. That's what she gets for even hanging with
college boys! Lucky for her she didn't get pregnant, cause Mark, the fuck
stud, does not use condoms.

So here was Caleb in front of ten college jocks, naked as the day he was
born and about to lick dick! Caleb was grateful that the loser had not had
to "SUCK DICK." They might just have easily bet that, drunk as they
were. But the bet had been only to "LICK THE WINNER'S DICK AND BALLS ALL
OVER...A THOROUGH WASHING!"

Undressing naked in front of the guys had been surprisingly difficult.
Caleb had stripped with these same dudes countless times in the locker
room. They had walked to the showers together chatting about sports or
cunt. It had seemed natural and easy. Suddenly, they were all clothed and
looking at him with a new kind of interest, and he had to strip naked!

Sliding his shorts down was the hardest part. He had a good body...no, he
had a great body. He knew that. He was one of the handsomest boys in the
school. Lots of the other guys were quite jealous of him and secretly
delighted in his temporary downfall. After all, having to lick a dick in
front of other dudes does take a straight boy down a peg or two. Caleb
might very well never feel the same around his friends again. Would they
think differently about him, now that he would be a "Dicklicker!"

Caleb reasoned it was no big thing. Well, it was a big thing. Mark's
fuckmeat was a very big thing. It hung almost seven inches flaccid and was
as thick as a wrist. It was always partly visable in his jeans and other
trousers. It was one of those dicks that kind of pushed itself out. And the
balls were nothing to sneer at either. Big, fleshy low hanging fuck sack
with walnut sized nuts in it. So it was a big thing. What Caleb told
himself was that the act of licking a dick in itself was no big thing. I
mean, faggots did it all the time. And pledges in some college fraternities
had to do it. Everybody knew that. Still, to have to do in in front of the
other guys...that was bad. If Caleb could have licked Mark's dick in
private, it wouldn't have mattered so much.

The other guys quietly urged him on. "Come on, Caleb...lick cock! Lick
dick, Caleb. Lick the dick that fucked Amy J." They urged in mostly quiet,
half drunken voices. Oh yes, they had planned a fucking party around the
event. Caleb had forbidden them to take photos, but all the guys had their
phones out anyway and were snapping away. If any of this got up on the
internet, Caleb's reputation with the girls would be totally ruined. He
might get labelled as a faggot!

And the thing was, it wasn't just "kiss the dick!" That would have been
quick and light and over with in a second. He wouldn't have had to even
actually taste the dick in that case.

A pucker and a quick peck on the cockhead or on the shaft, and done! But
no! The bet had been specific. The loser had to give the dick and balls a
thorough washing with his tongue.

Straight young Caleb had to actually lick with his tongue all over the
meaty flaccid fuckmeat and scrotum of another male!

"Jesus, what if he gets a hard on?" Caleb suddenly thought. His own large
fucker began to shrivel a bit from fear. The guys noticed. Mark chuckled.
If Mark got hard, would Caleb have to continue? Oh God, this was so bad.
Licking a dick was kind of like worshiping it, wasn't it? It was like
bowing down and servicing the cock! Caleb shifted nervously from one
finely formed naked foot to the other, and his own dick and balls jiggled
and moved. Mark smiled a killer smile and began to undress himself.

"You don't need to strip..." Caleb protested. Suddenly this whole thing
seemed way out of control.

"Oh, but I insist. With my pants on, you can't get your tongue down under
my fucksack properly." Mark laughed and stripped. He was a very handsome
dude. More muscular than Caleb. Caleb felt as if he would faint. Shit, he
couldn't faint in front of the other guys. When mark's boxer briefs came
down, the dudes in the room whistled and applauded. Caleb felt sick.

Fuck it, Mark was a vain bully. He shaved his pubic hair to make his
fuckmeat look even larger than it already was. It was a magnificent
dick. Mark was uncircumcised with a thick hang of foreskin covering the
cockhead. Since Caleb had to lick the whole thing clean, it meant his
tongue would have to dick under that foreskin. Caleb prayed to God that
Mark was clean down there. Mark kicked his shorts away, and his massive
fucker swung back and forth.

Somebody put a dick licking porno on the tv to "put Caleb in the mood!" The
whole event got more and more disgusting. Now mark stood inches from Caleb,
his fat dick hanging heavy over his nuts. "Better get down on your knees,
Caleb," he said in a smooth Southern-Comfort voice. Caleb didn't so much
as kneel, as he felt his legs give way out from under him.

Suddenly, for some reason, Mark did seem superior! He did seem more of a
man than Caleb. Caleb couldn't figure it out. He couldn't understand
it. Why did Caleb feel inferior to this masculine bully? He was on his
knees with his face just inches from the fuckmeat. He could smell Mark's
dick. The dick smelled of soap and a faint trace of urine.

"It's clean..." Mark said, laughing. "I fucked a girl this afternoon, but I
washed it just for you." That brought cheers from the other guys. Jesus,
the cock looked large! Mark stood there, hands on hips, waiting. Waiting
for his college "buddy" to begin to lick his dick. Caleb gulped. His mouth
felt dry. He stuck out his tongue. He had a nice thick, wide tongue...very
good for ball and cock licking. He really believed he might faint. The guys
in the room began to chant quietly..."Lick it! Lick it!"

Caleb touched his tongue to the shaft of the swinging dick. The skin was
very smooth. Very soft skin. Like a sweet young girl, or a baby. The skin
was smooth and soft, but there was a thick vein running down the shaft
which Caleb felt on his tongue. He felt the resilience of the muscle in the
fuckmeat. It tasted a bit salty, a bit sweaty, but not much else. It was so
fucking huge. He knew he had to lick up and down the entire shaft, and then
under the foreskin, and then the balls. Did Caleb feel "unmanned?" Did he
feel suddenly less than a man?

He knew at once that he could never be friends with any of these guys
again. Something had changed. He had changed. His role with them had
changed.

"Will you lick mine next?" some guy in the room yelled, and the dudes all
laughed. "Why not suck it just a little?" another guy shouted.

"Yeah, Caleb...why not just suck on it a little. I'd like that." Mark said
in his soft smooth low voice.

Caleb took his wide tongue off of the dick shaft. "We said lick. That was
the bet!" He put his tongue on the foreskin. The taste was stronger.

"I know we said lick. But, come on, be a buddy. Suck on it just a
little. Show us what a good loser you can be. Be the Man. Suck on my dick
just a little!"

That was when Caleb's young life took a turn. Why? WHY? WHY? WHY? Why in
God's name had he done it? He had actually opened his mouth and taken the
foreskin covered dickhead into his mouth. The room grew deadly quiet.
Later, he had told himself it was to wash the dick more quickly and get it
over with. But that wasn't true. Be cause it opened a door that Caleb went
through and could never go back. He took the thickening dickhead into his
mouth. Mark chuckled and gently pushed forward to ease more fuckmeat into
the young man's mouth.

"Suck it. Just suck it a little." Mark soothed, moving about two inches of
dick in and out of Caleb's mouth. Caleb tried not to protest, but he felt
Mark's hand on the back of his head, gently, but strongly pushing. The big
cock grew thicker and longer. The foreskin began to pull back, giving Caleb
access to the large smooth dickhead. Then the dick gave a tiny shudder and
pre-fuck began to dribble out of the pisshole into Caleb's mouth. Caleb
tried to dislodge the pre-fuck and found himself sucking and swallowing.
There was quite a bit of cock slime.

Caleb panicked but didn't know what to do. He swallowed again and the
action forced him to suck more of the cock into his mouth. It snaked it's
way over his tongue.

"I knew it! I always knew it, Caleb. I always knew you were a faggot
cocksucker! Didn't I tell you guys?" Mark shouted this to the whole room.

Caleb tried to protest. "I'm not....I never...." He mumbled, but his mouth
was full of cock!

"Take your time, Caleb. Enjoy it. You'll be sucking all of us from now on,
on a regular basis. Get used to it, baby. You'll be cleaning all of our
dicks and balls and asses every fucking night from now on. CLEANING US WITH
YOUR TONGUE! Did you ever suck ass, Caleb? I bet you'll love it. "

Caleb tried to protest, he really did. But what could he do? He had eight
inches of dick in his mouth and down his throat, with another two inches
still outside!




"Hey, Cocklicker!" Caleb stiffened as he left the shower stall. There at
the end of the aisle of lockers, standing next to Caleb's gym locker was
Mark and three of his buddies. Caleb grabbed his towel off the rack and
wrapped it around his slender waist. Two of mark's buddies were wearing
jock straps, but Mark and one of his friends were totally naked. Caleb's
eyes went immediately down to Mark's obscenely thick dick and massive
balls. Mark stood there smiling. Caleb remembered how he had had to lick
the dick in front of a bunch of guys. It had been the worst moment of his
young life. A defining moment. He had not only licked the dick, which was
what the loser of the bet was required to do, but for some odd reason, when
Mark had told him to, he had sucked the dick. He had sucked a guy's cock in
front of a bunch of other young men! He had become a cocksucker as well as
a dick licker! And Caleb thought of himself as totally straight. How could
this have happened? Caleb was terribly confused.

"Cocklicker, come here a minute." Mark crooked a finger in Caleb's
direction. With his other hand he reached down to scratch his heavy nuts,
causing them to swing in their sack.

Caleb, hurried down the aisle of lockers, various college dudes turning to
look at the young man who had been called a cocklicker. After all, lot's
of horny college boys would be in the market for a cocklicker and sucker to
help drain their always sloshy teenage balls. In this new enlightened age,
straight boys who fuck girls on a regular basis might still want an
occasional dick suck from a faggot.

"How you doing, Cocklicker?" Mark said loudly with a huge grin.

"Shut the fuck up. Do you want everyone to hear? Of course you do. Stupid
question. But that wasn't part of the deal. I lost, and I paid my debt."

"Oh, baby, you more than paid it. You not only licked my dick, you sucked
it until I shot my fuckload all over your pretty face!" Mark laughed and
his buddies joined him. What could Caleb say? it was true. He had sucked
his schoolmate's dick. Mark had unloaded all over his face. He had knelt
there with gobs of sperm clinging to his nose and cheeks and lips.

"Whatever! I did whatever, but now it's over. So knock off the name
calling."

"I've got no problem with that, dude. I respect you. You paid your
debt. And it was one of the best cock sucks I have ever gotten. Man, you
should give lessons to the cunts here on campus." The jock thugs laughed
again. Caleb blushed and parts of his near naked body turned pink.

"Whatever! Just leave me alone." He opened his locker and wanted to get
dressed, but the totally naked Mark put one large foot up on the bench
between the lockers, and his massive fuckmeat swung and wobbled.

"As I said, Caleb, I got no problem with you. But my buddies here...well,
that's another matter. You see, if you remember, they took lots of photos
of you with their cameras. They've got scads of photos of you licking my
dick and nuts and then sucking my cock. They've even got some with your
face covered in cum! And the question is, what happens to the photos?"

Now Caleb grew pale. His smooth young body grew cold and pale. He stood
there frozen, the white wet towel slung around his slender hips. "You can't
do anything with those photos. I'll go to the police. That was never part
of the bet."

"First, Cocklicker, we know you won't go to the police. I'll bet your
family would love the scandal. Your little brother and sister would get off
on that! Second, like I said, I got no problem with you. Oh, while you were
slurping on my leaking fucker, I said shit about you sucking all of us, but
you know that was just Fuck Talk. Dudes do that when they get horny. You
should hear the crap i say to the cunt's I am fucking. But my buddies
picked up on it, and some of them have been hankering for a good faggot
cock suck. Well, I talked them out of that, cause I am your good buddy,
right? But some of them still want to send some nice pictures of you out to
other dudes and cunts around campus. "

Caleb felt his skin grow icy and prickly. At the same time, fear sweat
dripped from his just washed armpits. Then Mark casually reached out and
whipped the towel from around Caleb's waist, leaving him as naked as his
enemy. Caleb's dick was big, but not quite as big as Mark's. There may
have been a time when they were teens when Caleb's fuckmeat was larger, but
Mark had passed him up in the cock department in recent years. I guess,
anyone except a true student of dick would have said they were about the
same. But you see, there was this constant rivalry between the two. Mark
would actually have bragged that his dick was growing in both length and
thickness because of all the excessive fucking he did!

"Look, Caleb. I try to control my guys, you know I do. Our bet was all in
good-natured fun. But these dudes...well, you know how jocks get. Some of
them even want to send cocksucking photos of you to your mom and dad and
your minister and so on. they're nuts."

"You cant do this!" Caleb spoke through clenched teeth, as his hands made
fists.

Mark smiled. "That's what I said to them. You can't do this! And they
laughed. Caleb, my b*o, they just laughed. They're uncontrollable a****ls
as far as I am concerned. Anyway, I was able to negotiate with them a
little bit. They want us to make another bet. If I lose the bet, all the
photos are destroyed. You win and your troubles are over. The photos are
destroyed."

Caleb waited for Mark to say more, but the handsome muscular jock just
stood there with a big smile. It was possible that the bully's fat dick
grew just a bit from it's flaccid state.

"And...and what if I lose?" Caleb asked finally, his voice squeaky and
hoarse from tension. Caleb reached for his towel, but Mark held it out of
reach.

"Well, here's the deal. The guys wanted to up the ante a bit, since the
photos are at stake. So, if you lose the bet, you have to lick and suck my
asshole!"

"Are you nuts? That is the sickest thing I ever heard."

Mark grinned. "Actually some of my girlfriend's think my hole is pretty
tasty. And truth be told, I love nothing better in the world than getting
my ass eaten. And besides, you might win. You lost last time, so the odds
are in your favor. You win and your troubles are over. You lose and you
just have to lick a little more. What do you say?"

Caleb was trapped. What could he do? And he might win. He might! He stood
there, staring Mark in the eyes for a long time. Mark looked so damned
superior. Caleb had always thought of himself as equal to anyone. Now, he
wasnt' so sure. Suddenly the strangest thing happened. He seemed to
remember the taste of Mark's fat dick. The taste of the fuckmeat filled his
saliva filled mouth. What the fuck was happening to this college boy?
Suddenly Caleb remembered licking up and down the thick veiny cockshaft. He
remembered licking the leaking dickhead. And Mark had gotten off on
it. Mark had loved every minute of it. What normal healthy straight jock
wouldn't get off on having another supposedly straight dude suck his dick?

There is Power there. Power and Control! Caleb looked down at Mark's
thick, now slightly bobbing fuckmeat. Some pre-fuck juice was forming at
the piss slit.

"What do you say, Dude? Is the bet on?"

Slowly, swallowing the saliva in his mouth, Caleb nodded.

"Way to Go! And who knows, even if you lose, you might like the taste of
my asshole just as much as you enjoyed sucking my dick!"




Mark"s eyes twinkled merrily, and he gave one of his most seductive crooked
smiles. It was a smile that charmed the cunts every time. You'd be amazed
at how many times Mark had scored because of his smile alone. Mark smiled
in some near campus bar, and chicks offered their tits, their pussies,
anything he wanted. And mark took. He was especially rough with a girl's
tits. He liked to bite the nipples hard. He preferred cunt with large
aureoles and perky titty tips.

But that was not why Mark was smiling today. He was smiling because that
arrogant little male bitch Caleb had just agreed to a bet...WITHOUT EVEN
KNOWING WHAT THE BET WAS!

How stupid can a fucking dude be? Well, to be fair, Caleb had been under
quite a bit of stress of late. You see, the twenty-one year old college boy
had just recently become a cocklicker.

Oh, don't get me wrong. Caleb was straight. One hundred percent straight,
but he had lost this bet, you see, and so, he had had to pay his debt. The
loser had to lick the dick of the winner.

Caleb had done so in front of a bunch of cheering college dudes. But
something strange had happened. Just why it had happened, or even exactly
what had happened was a mystery to cute young Caleb. While he was licking
Mark's big wet dick, he had begun to suck it! I know this sounds bizarre,
outrageous, and there are some of you who will assert that Caleb was a
"closet queen." Some of you will insist that any dude who sucks a dick is
secretly at least bi-sexual and at most a flaming faggot. Caleb worried
about this himself in the days following the bet. Why had he sucked Marks'
cock like some lame dick hungry cunt? Caleb was certain he was not gay. He
had never lingered in the gym shower to let his eyes roam over the dangling
dicks and balls of the other men. He had never been part of a teenage
circle jerk. He had never perused gay sites on the internet. NO! He was
straight. What was it then that had caused him not only to lick Mark's fat
fuckmeat and huge dangling nuts, but to suck the dick until Mark had shot a
huge load all over Caleb's face.

Some of you may suspect that Mark was a natural submissive, and that Mark's
natural Alpha Male qualities had worked their magic on the boy. Perhaps
this was part of it. At any rate, giving a fellow schoolmate a blow job in
front of a room full of dudes, it turns out, wasn't the worst thing by
far. NO! The other guys had taken out their phones and filmed and taken
photos of Caleb sucking dick! Caleb with a big dick in his full lipped
young straight male mouth. Caleb slobbering over the swollen, leaking cock
of his long time competitor and enemy, Mark.

And now, Caleb, in a futile attempt to get the photos and movies of his
cocksucking deleted, had fallen into a second bet. If he won the bet, The
guys would delete the incriminating evidence and not mail it out to chicks
and dudes across the campus. If he lost...if he lost, he had to LICK
MARK'S BARE ASS! Clearly, Caleb was not thinking clearly. He was just
digging a deeper hole for himself, and this hole might turn out to be a
MALE ASSHOLE! Caleb didn't even consider losing. So hungry was he to get
rid of the cocksucking photos, that he plunged into the second bet, without
even knowing what the bet was concerned with.

"Wait a minute, Mark, what are we betting on?" a suddenly anxious Caleb
asked as Mark and his buddies began to walk away.

The guys laughed, and Mark turned around, cunt winning smile broader than
ever. "You'll find out tomorrow. I promise it will be a fair and equal
bet. Tomorrow in the dorm common room at noon! If you are not there...an
awful lot of cunts and dudes are going to be seeing very intimate photos of
your licking skills!" The guys laughed and walked away.

Caleb tried to relax. He called some girls he was trying to score with, but
he didn't feel chatty. He had a pizza and a few beers at a campus eatery,
and then he returned to his room. Now, I should remind you that our boy
Caleb was hot. Most campus cunts and more than a few dudes got aroused just
looking at or hanging around him. He had no need for this stupid bet.

He had simply let Mark and his boasting get to him. On his way to his room,
a really pretty young girl came right out and asked him if he wanted his
dick sucked. Caleb was so deep in thought, he barely noticed her. "Faggot!"
she snapped at his refusal as he walked by. Terrible thoughts kept racing
through the young stud's mind. Thoughts about guys and girls all over
campus seeing photos of him licking Mark's massive dick. Why the fuck had
he done it? Why had he allowed himself to be duped into that stupid bet in
the first place? And now here he was facing a second bet...and not even
knowing what he was betting on! It could be anything for Christ's sake. Any
stupid thing at all. Knowing Mark, it would be some ridiculous thing aimed
at showing who was the better Man, the most Manly Male. Mark was into that
kind of thing, always trying to prove his superiority. He remembered one
time in high school, Mark and some of the jocks had this really stupid game
going, in which Caleb who was a decent sort would not participate. They got
some faggot freshman boy naked in the locker room, and then Mark and two
other jocks had taken turns slapping the faggot's face with their hard
dicks...trying to see who could leave the reddest mark on the k**'s face by
slapping it with their hard fuckers. Caleb had made them stop and
threatened to turn them in. So in their eyes, Caleb was some kind of faggot
loving, fun wrecking, goodie-goodie boy! That was one reason why it was so
refreshing to Mark to see Caleb on his hands and knees, licking a wet,
swollen, pulsing prick!

Caleb threw himself on his bed and drifted off to sleep. Later, he snacked
and did some schoolwork. He showered and went to be early, not able to get
his mind off the impending bet.

He woke several times during the night. Once, he masturbated, shooting a
huge load into a pair of dirty underwear, which he then tossed into the
dirty clothes hamper. It might have been nervous exhaustion, but he slept
until nine-thirty. He was still lying naked in bed, gently fingering his
morning hard on, when he heard the "ping" of his laptop, indicating that he
had gotten mail. He reached down onto the floor to retrieve his laptop, and
when he opened it, he saw a mail from someone he didn't know. He clicked it
open, and there in front of him was a photo of the most beautiful young
girl he had ever seen. Not only was she fresh and innocent, but she was
young! Quite young! And she was naked. She smiled at him in the photo
provocatively.

She leaned back, thrusting out her perky still small, young breasts, as if
begging him to suck on the large erect nipples.She spread her legs, showing
a perfectly shaped completely hairless pulsing young cunt.

Quicker than you can say "Jack Daniels" Caleb was beating his male
fuckmeat! He fisted his thickening fucker and pounded away. He had no idea
who the sender was, but he was eternally grateful. He was determined to
save this photo in his file of Hot Chicks. Before long, Caleb had a
shattering orgasm. His college boy spunk shot from his pisshole like
champagne from a decorked bottle. Caleb laughed gleefully at the power of
his orgasm and the size of his spilled cum-load. He came so hard his loins
ached. He collapsed on the bed, covered in his sperm. When he came around,
he padded to the bathroom, retrieved a towel and mopped up the lake of cum
on the bedsheet. He was just about to head into the shower when..."Ping!"
he heard his computer alert him once again. A different email addres, but
one he also did not recognize. He opened the mail to reveal..."Holy Jesus!"
he shouted. There in all her teenage glory was a photo of an even younger
girl than the first one. This cunt was blond. She thrust her tongue between
her lips seductively. Her fingers spread her bald pussy lips apart.

Being a healthy, normal, sex crazed male college student, Caleb felt a need
to study further this luscious young teenage model. Who was she, and why
was he getting these girlie photos? And from whom? Two dick jerking
beauties! Two cock hungry young sluts. Caleb's hand stayed once again to
his still partially swollen, meaty dick. He knew he should get ready for
The Bet. He knew he should not linger over cunt photos, but a boy's will is
weak when it comes to sex. So he grabbed his pulsing prick and began to
beat it once again. It was still quite sensitive from the previous jerk
off, so delicious ripples coursed through his body as he yanked on his
young male fuck meat. His toes curled and his body strained. There were
times, he feared he would not be able to shoot another load. His dick felt
worn out, but he would look at the spread pussy in the photo, and his
fucker would give a lurch and pre-fuck would squirt out of the pisshole.

The sight of a young college boy masturbating naked on his bed is a lovely
thing. Poems have been written about it. "Pulsing, pounding Prick leading
him on,

A journey toward another
little death.

Asking, nay, demanding it's
release From the hard toned, smooth skinned athlete body.

Back arching, as the hand
seeks to flay the skin from the dick.

A wild yearning to destroy the
boy controlling fucker,

The tail that wags the dog. So
Flog the Hog!

Pound on, young Prince, until
the well is dry ,

And heaving pecs are all
that's left Of the once proud prick controlled jock..

Rest now, Cock, until the
thirsty urge once more takes

Your boy body prisoner. "

Caleb shot another load, this one not much more than a mere trickle of
sperm, his first blast having been so great. He lay on top the sperm soaked
sheets, throwing his head from side to side in after glow. Where the fuck
had these photos come from? He glanced over at the clock. It was
eleven-thirty! He hopped to his feet, reeled from the heady aftermath of
the second jerk off, and padded to the bathroom. The hot shower helped
enormously. Still, his lower gut ached from the power of the fuck
blasts. He couldn't recall ever having had such earth-shattering
orgasms. Whomever send those photos, certainly knew the kind of cunt that
turned Caleb on.

He dressed quickly, took a bite of a day old muffin, brushed his teeth and
hurried to the dorm common room. Mark and about ten other college dudes
were waiting for him.

"Ha!" Mark laughed, "We thought you might crap out on us! Good Boy,
Caleb. You have earned my respect!" Sure! Like Caleb needed Mark's
worthless respect!

"So, what's this stupid bet. Let's get this over with!" Caleb may have
acted tough, but he was nervous and scared, you could tell from the way he
bounced from foot to foot.

"All right, Caleb, we'll get right to it. Remember , if you win, we delete
all photos of you licking my fuckmeat. If you lose, you have to continue
licking. You have to lick my ass and asshole!

I need not tell you that there are few things in life a dude likes more
than getting his asshole licked! I sometimes think it's better than
fucking...feeling a tongue swipe back and forth against your shithole!
Well, let's get to it then. First for this bet, we have to both get
naked. I do hope, especially after the last bet, you are not nervous about
stripping down in front of a bunch of guys?" The college boys in the room
laughed. Caleb was nervous. He was scared. He didn't enjoy being bare assed
in front of other dudes. He was not one of those jocks like Mark, who
strutted naked around the locker room playing grab ass with the other
athletes, his huge dangling dick swinging back and forth slapping his
thighs. Caleb certainly didn't mind showing a cute girl his own ample
equipment, but why prance around dick and balls swinging in front of other
dudes?

Mark pulled off his tee shirt, kicked off his trainers, opened his jeans
and peeled them down his muscular legs. He wore no underwear. His fucker
seemed already swollen. The dickhead looked angry and slightly pink. The
long thick flesh tube contained some thick veins. The fuckmeat hung over a
low slung scrotal bag, filled with two nuts the size of hard boiled eggs.

"Remember this, Caleb? Remember your old friend? Remember the taste and
the smell of it?"

"Fuck YOU!" Caleb snapped peeling down his own jeans. But he did! He did
remember the smell and taste of the larger boy's fucker. It was like he
couldn't quite ever get the dick taste out of his mouth, no matter how many
times he brushed and gargled.

"Ha ha! Remember how you only had to lick it, but instead, you sucked me
off? Man, that was one of the best cocksucks I ever had." Mark stood there
totally naked, legs spread, dick starting to pulse. He shook his muscles to
loosen up. Caleb was naked now except for his blue boxer briefs. He looked
around the room at the ten leering jocks. He knew this whole thing was
totally sick, and he would have given almost anything to get out of it. He
peeled down his briefs and stepped out of them. His own meat was a bit
shriveled from the two recent masturbation sessions and the one he had had
the previous night. He had cum three times in a matter of a few hours. He
wished now that he had not done so, because his dick always hung thicker
and longer when he had not shot a load for a day or so. He gave a tug to
his dick to get it to at least hang out a bit, but Mark didn't miss seeing
that, and he laughed and pointed.

"A little wrinkled and wormy this morning, aren't we? " The guys in the
room laughed and some of them applauded. Caleb felt just terrible. He
actually felt sick to his stomach.

"Okay, Mark...what is the fucking bet. Let's get to it." The guys in the
room began to snap photos. How utterly stupid of Caleb to tall into this
obvious trap. More photos. More leverage!

He was almost diving into a hole from which he would not be able to
extricate himself. Did he subconsciously want this? His breathing grew
heavy. His tired sex depleted dick wobbled like a caterpillar crawling
across a leaf. He wanted to turn his back on the guys in the room, but
they were everywhere. Mark stood proudly, hands on his hips, magnificent
fucker seemingly half hard.

"All right then, here's the bet. We thought we'd keep it simple! Take this
drinking glass. Now, we each simply jerk off and shoot our loads into the
drinking glass. The dude who shoots the biggest load wins! It will prove
which one of us is the better Man!"

Then, too late, it dawned on him. He had been tricked. The emails of the
cunts were sent by Mark or one of his cronies! They had guessed he couldn't
resist beating off to those pictures.

They had stacked the deck against him. Who knows how many days Mark had
gone without unloading his fat nuts. Who knows how much dick sauce he had
built up? But if Caleb didn't go along with the bet, photos of him sucking
dick would go out on the internet. The room began to spin around the poor
boy. He felt heady, like he had felt when he shot his second load that
morning.

"Well, any time you're ready, get to beating that pud of yours! Remember
the bigger load wins." Still smiling that killer smile, muscular Mark
lowered one large hand to his groin, encircled his thick fucker and began
to slowly pump. He put his other hand up to his well toned pec and began to
gently pinch one puffy nipple. Then, as if to be showy to his buddies, he
lifted one foot and placed it on the seat of a chair, so that his legs
spread and his balls swung as he masturbated. Caleb stood there frozen,
his dick shriveled still more.

"Oh yeah, Caleb, if for some reason, you can't get off, you lose! I have
the strongest feeling, Caleb, my friend, that you are about to become an
ASS LICKER!"






Caleb was naked and on his knees facing the smooth, muscular ass
of fellow college student Mark. Caleb had lost the bet. The second bet. Not
only would he now not get the obscene photos of him licking dick back, but
as a loser, he had to lick Mark's ass. That's right. that had been the
bet. whomever shot the least cum had to lick the ass of the other dude.

Caleb had been tricked into losing. How stupid not to have realized
something was wrong when he got those filthy emails and had jerked off to
them. While mark had masturbated his fat dick until a huge spray of fuck
filled the entire bottom of the glass, young Caleb had produced barely a
trickle. And now he had to pay the consequences in front of a room filled
with lauging college boys.

Mark was in his glory. he strutted around the lounge totally
naked with his half hard fuckmeat and low hanging balls swinging. He was so
fucking proud of himself as a man, he had no qualms about showing off to
other dudes. It seemed like he was always the last one in the locker room
to dress. He carried on long conversations about cunt or sports totally
naked, even reaching down now and again to finger his meaty fucker or
nutsack. Everybody knew about Mark's fuck record with the chicks. So did
many of the girls at the near by high school where Mark like to do his
cruising. Now, in the dorm lounge, he did a kind of victory lap, muscled
arms raised in the air, that killer smile on his face, fucker swinging,
while young Caleb also naked, knelt with his head hanging. He now had to
face the penalty for losing. But how could he? How in Heaven's name could
he pay his debt? He was a normal, healthy All-American boy.

Mark spun on the balls of his feet and faced the kneeling college boy. "Are
you ready? Are you ready to pay the penalty for losing? Are you ready to
lick my ass?"

WHY? Why had he agreed to such a stupid bet in the first place? Second
place! First he had lost another bet and had been forced to lick Mark's
dick. It had been the most humiliating moment of his entire young life. It
was more humiliating than when his high school buddies had thrown him as a
prank, naked into the Girls' Locker Room. Thirty half dressed girls had
seen his dick and balls. But hell, that turned out all right, didn't it? He
had gotten lots of dates and lots of decent fucks from the event. His big
dick became famous around the high school.

But how could this humiliation turn out positive? There was no positive
side to this. Mark and his buddies still had photos of Caleb licking dick
and balls.

It wasn't just the dick and nutsack licking that had gotten him in this
mess, it was the unexplainable fact that when he was licking Mark's
fuckmeat and sack, Caleb had seemed to enthusiastically get into the
act. He had put Mark's dickhead right into his mouth and even sucked a
little bit. A lot actually. He had sucked dick! Why had he sucked dick?
Caleb could not for the life of him explain it. It was like Mark's superior
attitude had taken over. Young Caleb actually felt submissive to the other
college jock. As Mark;s big fat sweaty fucker grew and leaked, Caleb became
more and more submissive in his licking, until it had turned to sucking.

And now he was labelled a "cocksucker!" That wasn't true, of course.
Caleb had sucked dick, that much was true, but he was not a dicksucker. At
least in his head, having sucked one dick once did not make him a
"cocksucker." Cocksucker, dicksucker, such ugly terms. So demeaning. IN
these days of Gay Equality, one ought not feel bad about being a
cocksucker, but still, Caleb felt it somehow a slur against his
manhood. But Hell, if licking and sucking a dick had demeaned him, how
would he feel about having to lick a dude's ass?

"Well, should we get to it? My asshole feels kind of itchy!" Mark said with
a nasty grin, and the boys in the room roared with laughter.

"Go to the bathroom and shower first!" Caleb said. The words barely came
out, his mouth was so dry.

Mark wrinkled his cute nose and his grin became larger. "I don't recall any
part of the bet saying the winner had to clean his ass before the ass
licking. Do You?" The room erupted in more laughter. "In fact, I just came
from a good sweaty gym workout!"

Caleb felt sick to his stomach. He feared he might vomit in front of the
guys. That would be the worst thing that could happen. Imagine the ridicule
then!

Mark motioned one of his leering buddies to hand over the chair on which he
was seated. Then spinning the chair around sideways, Mark lifted one large,
well formed jock foot and set it on the chair. this opened the crack of his
muscular ass. "There, now you can really get in there with your tongue!"

The room grew terribly silent. It was like the silence that fills the arena
before a basketball player takes a game deciding free-throw. Mark stood
there with his muscular chest puffed out, one leg raised, foot on the
chair, his magnificent muscular jock ass on display.

Caleb slowly crawled toward the ass. He didn't get up and walk over for
fear that his legs would give out. He felt as if he might faint at any
moment. He smelled Marks' sweat before he even got to the other boy. It was
that sweet pungent sweat that comes from a young man after a grueling
sports games or an exhausting workout. Up close, Caleb could see that
Mark's ass was not devoid of hair entirely. The ass globes contained
countless very tiny, soft hairs...like almost invisible fuzz. And if one
looked closely, one could see that there was longer, darker hair in the ass
crack itself.

"Come on, Caleb, stick your face right in there and chow down! I can't tell
you how much I love to have my ass licked, and it is so damned hard to find
a cunt who wants to do it. Ask a bitch to lick your ass, and nine times out
of ten, she'll whimper...'But that's DIRTY!' Fuck, of course it's
dirty...that's why it's fun!" Some of the jocks in the room applauded.

Caleb put his face up to the almost glowing sweat slick ass! The strong
sweat smell drove him back. He screwed up his handsome face and looked down
at the floor. He was sure he was going to be sick.

"Come on, Caleb, baby...pretend it's a big old cunt you are about to lick!"
Mark was in his element. The guys in the room idolized the jock.

"Can't we...can't there be some other losing penalty?" It was a stupid
request, I know, but Caleb had to try it. He truly wasn't certain he could
go through with this.

"Of course not! You lost the bet, and now you have to lick my ass!" Mark
sounded quite cheerful. He arched his back and wiggled his ass at
Caleb. The guys busted a gut, laughing, and then grew silent once again as
the trembling boy brought his handsome young face up close to the smooth
slick ass cheeks.

Caleb bit the bullet. He began to lick the ass cheeks. He licked sweat off
the ass cheeks. The globes rolled and bounced under the administration of
the boy's tongue. Caleb hoped that if he gave the other boy's ass cheeks a
really good licking, that might fulfill the conditions of the bet! Foolish
Boy!

"You fucking stupid Twat! Stop playing around and get your tongue into my
ass crack," Mark barked, growing impatient.

The smell was strong! Strong isn't a strong enough word. The smell of the
ass was overwhelming. Again, that sickly sweet after-workout sweat smell.
Caleb trembled. He made his hands into fists, leaned forward and plunged
his face in between the cheeks of Mark's hot ass! He sc****d his tongue up
the ass crack from bottom to top. Once, twice, three times. Sweat gathered
on his tongue. As his tongue moved over the asshole itself, he felt the
raised ridge of the ass lips. Mark was pushing out. Pushing out like a
dude did when he took a dump! Caleb licked the ass crack again.

"Enough with the crack...lick the asshole! Get your tongue up into my
asshole!" Mark yelled. Caleb was about to, for the first time in his life,
lick the asshole of another dude! It changes you. It makes you into
something else. Something worse even than a cocksucker. It makes you into
an ass licker! How many straight dudes can boast that they licked the
asshole of another guy? Caleb's tongue worked it's way through the sweat
slick asshole hair. He felt the picker with the tip of his tongue. He
flicked his tongue back and forth over the asshole pucker.

"Oh yeah...he's licking my asshole guys! The fucking faggot is licking my
asshole!" Mark shouted to the other guys in the room, and the cheers that
erupted could be heard in the adjoining corm buildings. Mark pushed back
with his ass, the muscular cheeks engulfing poor Caleb's face.

"Now, come on, Caleb baby, be a good boy. Stick your tongue up my shithole!
Get your tongue as far up my shithole as you can!"

"Thathhhs noaa par ohhh the beeeeth!" Caleb tried to protest, but his
tongue was wedging itself between Mark's tight, ass lips!

"Get your fucking tongue up my asshole, Shitface!" One of the other jocks
in the room rushed over and held Caleb's head deep into Mark's ass! Caleb
had trouble breathing. He had to try to lift his head to get what little
air he could. He face was mashed into Mark's ass! He had no choice. His
tongue forced its way into Mark's asshole. He could feel the soft wet
rectum.

"That a boy, Caleb. That's a good boy! Get that tongue way up my rectum!
Oh Guys, you need to try this. This faggot's got a tongue made for ass
licking! Come on Caleb, you can get that tongue deeper! Oh Christ, that
feels good!"

Mark's thick dick was once again fully hard. It stood out proudly from the
boy's groin and now and again reared up to slap his belly. Caleb worked his
tongue in and out of the other boy's ass. When he tried to pull back, the
college boy holding his head, allowed him a slight bit of air, and then
pushed his face deeper into the jock ass.

"Yeah, lick the inside of my asshole. Get it real clean!" Then Mark
suddenly pulled away, his hard fuckmeat leaking all over. Caleb thought it
was over. He had paid his debt!

"Wait a minute. We need to get you a better angle." He grabbed Caleb by the
neck and pushed the boy down onto the floor. "Lay on your back..." he
ordered. And then, like it was the most natural thing in the world, he
squatted down over Caleb's face. He squatted down like he was taking a dump
in the woods, his big sweaty balls dr****g Caleb's chin and neck, and he
planted his asshole on Caleb's now wet face. "Here you go, Faggot, now you
can get what you want. Now you can get that tongue way up my shithole!"
The guys in the room went nuts.

Caleb was smothered by ass! He felt Mark's dick dripping on his chest. He
saw no light, he smelled nothing but jock ass, he tasted only rectal sweat!
Mark grunted and ground his ass around on the boys face. "Come on Caleb get
that tongue up there. And while you are at it, use your lips to suck on my
ass! SUCK MY ASS, CALEB!" Caleb sensed that some of the guys were taking
photos of his ass licking. But what could he do? Now they had two sets of
photos with which to blackmail him! He just wanted it over with. He began
to suck on the jock's asshole, still thrusting his tongue deep into the
inner rectum.

"That's it. That's it! Oh, he's sucking my ass now, boys! This faggot is
sucking my asshole really good! This boy was born to suck ass. I think he
should be the official Dorm Ass Sucker!"

Caleb's mind was a blur He was sucking ass. He was an Ass Sucker! He was a
Cocksucker and and Ass Sucker. What had happened to him? What had he turned
into? He lay there on the floor slurping on the asshole of another college
jock! It was the dirtiest thing that a person could do...wasn't it? And
then, Caleb had a horrifying realization. HIS DICK WAS HARD! Yes, his own
dick was as hard as Mark's was. His own dick was hard and leaking. Pre-fuck
ran down the dick stalk and soaked the public hair.

One of the guys in the room bellowed...."Look Mark, the faggot has a boner!
He's got a boner from licking and sucking your ass!" Suddenly Mark stood
and turned around. He gave his massively thick dick a few tugs, and the
fucker shot it's load all over Caleb's face! The ass licker's face was
covered with ass sweat and cum. thick gobs of fucksauce ran across the
boy's nose cheeks and lips. The guys in the room cheered wildly. Caleb lay
there gulping in air, semen seeping between his lips, into his mouth. cum
clogged his nose and sealed his eyes shut. He began to cry. He began to
cry, but his dick was rock hard and dripping. WHY? WHAT WAS WRONG WITH HIM?
He rolled over and cum dripped from his face onto the floor.

Mark strutted around the room, his big dick dripping. He was the champ!
Caleb tasted nothing but ass! Would he ever get the taste of male ass out
of his mouth?

"Well, Caleb, buddy, you paid your debt. You did a good job too. That was
the best ass licking and eating I ever had. Once again, you went further
than you had to. When you had to lick my dick...you sucked it. When you had
to lick my ass, you ate it like a pro! Shit, I would love to have my ass
eaten like that every day! That is how I would love to be awakened in the
morning...a nice tongue up my asshole! But we still have a problem, don't
we, Caleb. The problem is this. We have two sets of rather compromising
photos of you. My buddies insist on sending those photos out to all the
chicks and dudes on campus, and some of them even want to send them to your
Daddy, so he can see what you are up to at school! But never fear...I am
going to give you a chance to get them back. Let's make a bet, shall we?
And if you win...we delete all the photos!"

Caleb, his face slick with ass sweat and coated with gobs of sperm looked
up at Mark. "And if I lose?"









Caleb now knew that the "bets" were rigged for him to have a disadvantage,
but what could he do about it. His only hope was for him to win one of the
bets, or for his enemies to tire of the stupid game and to move on to other
things and leave him alone. Cute young Caleb knew that after a while, a
Bully will seek some new poor subject to torment. He also knew that he had
to somehow get those compromising photos of himself deleted.

Did Caleb ever question his own actions? Did he ever consider that perhaps
he was a submissive type of person, the kind who unknowingly attracted
dominant bully types? Was this really all his own fault? He beat himself up
mentally for ever agreeing to that first bet. He loathed what he had been
forced to do. He loathed the fact that he had licked another dude's dick
and balls and ass. His mouth had been on Mark's ball sack and his tongue
had been up Mark's asshole. Would he ever get over the personal shame and
humiliation? Was he "Marked" even if he escaped from the abuse?

"Don't worry, Faggot," Mark said with a smile, "this new bet gives us both
an equal chance to win. I always want to be fair." The ten college boys in
the room laughed at that, as all of the bets thus far had been somehow
"rigged" so that Caleb would lose. One of the guys produced a long piece of
leather string about the width of a shoelace. Mark took it and smiled, and
then he tied one end of the leather tightly around his huge dick and full
ball sack, making it stand out even more than it normally did. Mark had one
of those dicks and ball sets that just naturally pushed out forward, so
that even in trousers, his junk was always quite visible. Girls loved his
masculine jock dick lump. Now with the leather tied around it, the dick and
sack looked obscene. Caleb could have kicked himself for staring at it.
Mark passed the other end of the leather sting to Caleb. "Here, tie this
tightly around your dick and nuts."

"What kind of bet is this?" Caleb asked, but when he got no answer from his
opponent, he tied the strong leather band around his own chunky cock and
full young scrotum. There they stood, with about four feet of leather
connecting each of them to the genitals of the other. Then one of the jocks
stepped forward and drew a chalk mark on the tiled floor on which they
stood barefoot.

"Okay, we're going to have a simple tug-o-war! Using only our dicks and
balls. The dude who drags the other guy across the line, wins. Simple as
that. We're about the same size and weight, and although I am a bit more
muscular than you are and my dick is probably a bit larger, you have a good
chance of winning this!"

Caleb looked down at his tightly bound fuckmeat and sack. This was going to
hurt...no way around that. But it was going to hurt both of them
equally. He did indeed have a good chance. Caleb had strong legs and
powerful thighs. It boiled down to whichever guy could stand the pain in
his dick and nuts. It was another stupid college boy prank type game...but
Caleb knew he had to win.

"Beer anyone?" One of the watching jocks shouted, and ten hands went
up. He began to pass out cups of beer from a keg in the corner of the
room. This was going to be quite an event.

Rich, the guy who was going to act as referee for the contest stood at the
chalk mark and placed Caleb and Mark an equal distance from it on each
side. Rich was a thick set jock, dressed in only small white briefs. His
meat formed a lump in the front of the underpants. His chest was pretty
massive and his pecs sported two abnormally large nipples. On a young man
with less powerfully formed pecs the tits would have looked feminine and
"cunty," but on his sculpted chest, they looked impressive. Rich's hair was
cropped short and he had a handsome but slightly bulldog face. He was the
kind of dude you just didn't mess with! If you were a cunt, he was the
kind of dude who left you with more than a few black and blue marks on your
body and a stretched open pussy that ached for days. Rich was all "Man!"

"Okay, you two...on the count of three! One...two..." At just that
moment, Alex, a short slender swimmer walked by bearing two cups of
beer. He seemed to trip in slow motion, sending the beer splashing down
onto the floor right in front of Caleb! The guys roared with laughter.

"That's not fair...I'll slip on the beer...somebody wipe it....." Young
Caleb's protests were drowned out by the roar of the guys in the room and
Rich shouting "THREE...GO!"

Caleb had no time to consider how this contest too had obviously been
rigged for him to lose. Mark stepped back, stretching his ball sack and
dick our horizontally. The leather string grew taut, and Caleb felt a hard
tug on his own meat and fucksack. His body began to move toward the chalk
mark. He pulled back hard and felt extreme pain in his scrotum. His large
nuts were squeezed into the very bottom of the fleshy bag. His toes however
touched the puddle of beer and began to slide along the floor toward the
half-way point. Caleb let out a scream and pulled back harder. Mark
grunted and pushed his muscular ass back to cause his genitals to move and
yank Caleb's body. Caleb's feet were now in the beer, and he had no
purchase at all on the tiled floor. He slid toward the chalk mark. He
leaned his body backward and mark groaned in pain as his own nuts were
horribly stretched. Then, Caleb's feet slid out from under him and he
crashed down to the wet floor on his naked ass.

Let me tell you, there were more than a few full leaking erections in the
roomful of jocks watching the contest. Rich's eight inch prick pushed out
the front of the small white briefs, and a wet spot stained the pristine
white material. Some college boys leak more than others, and Rich was a
"Leaker!" Slime began to hang in long strings from the soaked material of
the white briefs. Some of it ran down his muscular leg and clung to the
hair. He couldn't take his eyes off of the stretched dicks and ballsacks
of the two suffering jocks. But Mark had a dry floor to work with, while
poor Caleb was now sliding around on his ass, his cock and nuts stretched
grotesquely from his body. Caleb's ass began to slide toward the chalk mark
line. If his toes crossed over the line, he was the loser. He lifted his
legs and brought them back over his head, so his legs would not cross the
line. He was now on his back, being pulled by the cock and balls nearer and
nearer. The uproar of male shouting in the room was deafening. Several of
the guys were masturbating themselves. Mark, still on his feet grunted and
stepped backward, one painful step at a time. He was dragging Caleb's body
across the beer slick tiles by the cock and balls. Caleb screamed bloody
murder at the pain in his dick and nuts. And then...he was over the chalk
and had lost the bet! Just like that! He lay on the floor sucking in air,
his chest pounding, his balls and dick feeling half-torn from his body,
while mark raised both hands in victory.

"It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair..." sobbed Caleb, making a total pussy of
himself in front of the jocks. Rich with his leaking erection pushing out
the front of his underpants kicked Caleb with one naked foot.

"It was totally fair. Are you calling me an unfair judge?" As I said, you
didn't cross Rich. The room erupted in angry shouts. Everyone seemed
against poor, young Caleb. "Wait....wait guys. If Caleb thinks it was
unfair...let's give him another chance. Bring out the glasses of beer."
Caleb knew all of this was planned, but he was now grasping for straws. He
needed somehow to win.

Mark untied the leather from his genitals. They looked even more bloated
and angry. His dick and nuts were red and swollen. "Caleb, I am going to
give you a second chance. But if you lose, I warn you, the debt you will
have to pay is quite extreme! You see before you two huge glasses of
beer. We each select one and chug it until the glass is empty. That's
it. Except that, one of the glasses is filled with beer, and the other one
is filled with piss! It is a mixture of piss provided by several of our
fellow classmates. We must both drain our glasses. The dude who picks the
glass of piss, loses!"

What kind of fucking sickness was this? What kind of person drinks the
piss of other guys? Caleb felt sick to his stomach at the very
thought. But what could he do? The poor young man sat on the floor, naked
in the puddle of spilled beer, the leather strap still tight around his own
dick and nuts. "I..I don't know...I..." He stammered.

Mark said," It's your choice, Faggot. Either you pay the penalty now for
losing the tug-0-war, or you try to win with the beer contest."

Caleb studied the two huge glasses filled with amber liquid. The piss must
have been extremely strong to have such a dark yellow color. Could he beat
Mark? His odds here were fifty-fifty. "Okay...I'll play!" he managed to
say at last. The guys in the room applauded.

"Okay, great! Now since I won the tug-0-war, I get to pick first. I choose,
glass A." Mark reached out and took one of the tall glasses. Then he took
the second one and handed it to Caleb. "Okay...let's chug!"

Both young men brought their glasses to their lips and began to drink the
contents. Caleb knew at once from the smell that his glass contained the
piss! He gagged and piss filled his mouth and backed up into his nose. Piss
from from his nostrils. His eyes grew waters as he tried to chug the glass
of piss. Why didn't he simply stop and admit defeat? Why did he continue
drinking the urine? Several reasons! The guys in the room were chanting,
"CHUG!" The power and rhythm of the yelling seemed to drive him
on. Somewhere deep inside of himself, he felt that if he finished the
glass, if he pretended it was beer, he might have some chance. How stupid,
you say, but people under stress justify things in strange ways. Or
perhaps it was that Caleb knew inside that he was a submissive, a loser, an
underling. Perhaps he knew he was not as manly as the others in the
room. Maybe he was a dweeb, a sissy. Caleb knew that he loved girls, but
somehow Mark's constant calling him "Faggot" seemed to get to him. Was
there something wrong with him? Caleb also knew that if he didn't finish
the large glass of male piss, the photos of him would most likely be sent
out not only across campus, but to his family and friends back home as
well.

So he drank the piss. He forced the vomit that backed up into his mouth
back down, and he gulped down the stinking yellow piss of Rich and some of
the other boys in the room. His shoulders slumped in defeat. His eyes half
closed. He stared at the tile floor, piss coating his lips and dribbling
from his chin.

Mark held up his empty glass. "Well, mine was beer!" he proclaimed, and
the room shook with the cheers of the jocks. Tears ran down Caleb's cheeks
and mingled with the piss on his lips and chin. His breathing was
labored. He sat there on the tile floor, unable to stand, naked and
vulnerable.

"Well, buddy, I'm afraid you lost another bet! So, now you have to pay the
consequences. This consequence could be considered absolutely horrible, or
not very bad at all, depending on your attitude. You have already licked my
dick and balls and ass and had me shoot my load over your face. You already
sucked my dick as a little bonus gift you gave me, and I thank you for
that." The guys laughed rem