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The College Jocks' New Cheerleader - by: by Obedient Boytoy
It was late October and Derek had admired Nils for two full months.
Nils, like Derek, was a 19-year-old sophomore at the university. The
handsome Norwegian student would quietly pass through the hallways of
the second floor of the all-boys dorm where he lived, a few doors down
from Derek. Nils was quiet not because he was unfriendly but because he
was new to the country, having earned an athletic scholarship to the
U.S. university. He was a star college water polo player in Norway, and
he now was continuing his tremendous skills in the water in America.
Nils lived in his two-man dorm room with his friend, teammate and
fellow Norwegian, Dag, who just as quietly kept to himself. But it
wasn't difficult for them to make friends on campus, as their
incredible bodies and stunning good looks attracted straight women and
gay men alike. Both were 6-feet tall with light blonde hair and blue
eyes. Nils was about 180 pounds of firm flesh and powerful muscle. His
body was defined and smooth. His large biceps, built chest, meaty
thighs, and full, taut buttocks made admirers quiver.
Dag was about 160 pounds, slimmer and less muscular than his pal Nils,
but nonetheless gorgeous and enticing. The two were a tag-team set of
godlike Norwegian hunk-boys that no young straight woman or gay man at
the college could resist. Including Derek, a pretty, 170-pound, dark-
blonde-haired, blue-eyed, slim young man who believed in his heart that
he literally would do almost anything to kneel before Nils and obey the
awe inspiring Norwegian babe.
The water polo team's home games were filled to capacity with students
yearning for a glimpse of Nils, Dag and their various teammates wearing
the uniform, scanty, skin-tight, solid-bright-blue Speedo swimsuits.
The suits placed in the spotlight the Norwegians' giant, bulging
baskets, and showed off their mouthwateringly curvaceous, firm, meaty
asses. Fortunately for their fans, the suits covered nothing else,
leaving their wet, lightly tanned, muscular, perfect physiques on
display for all to see.
But Derek had one up on all the other gay boys, and straight women, on
campus. Every day he got to see Nils and Dag go to the shower wearing
nylon bikini briefs even tinier and tighter than their Speedos. With
towel in hand, one or both of the Norwegian hunks would make the trek
down the long dorm hallway to the showers. Quite often, they would walk
right by Derek, who would be sitting on the floor in the hallway
reading a book, which was not an entirely uncommon sight since many
dorm residents did actually read in the hallways. But Derek's timing
got to be such that the boys, particularly Nils, began saying hi to
Derek, as well as notice the worshipful, glazed-over look in Derek's
eyes.
It didn't take long at all for Nils to realize that Derek was gay, and
madly in lust with the Norwegian athlete. Nils, as well as Dag,
appreciated the lust and desire of fellow students such as Derek.
Still, they usually kept their egos in check, and were generally very
nice guys. Both had slept with guys and girls on campus since their
arrival, a fact that was simultaneously well known and hush-hush. So
many of their classmates pined for the chance to sleep with either of
the beautiful, muscular jocks. What Derek didn't know was that he was
about to have an encounter with these gods among men, an encounter he
wouldn't soon forget.
The encounter took place at a Halloween party held at the just-off-
campus apartment of two students in their junior year, popular young
women around the university. The apartment was vast, with three
bedrooms, a large living room, a sunroom, a back porch, a massive
kitchen: It was the perfect college party space. And the stereo was
blasting some of the hottest new songs: A-Ha's Take On Me, Mick Jagger
and David Bowie's Dancing In The Street, Tears For Fears' Head Over
Heels and Madonna's Dress You Up. The crowded but not quite teeming
party was alive with the chatter and singing and yells of the young
college students, ranging in age from 18 to 22. And the kegs of beer
and bottles of liquor were flowing freely.
Derek had snagged an invitation by being close friends with a fellow
sophomore who was in very tight with the party's two female hosts. Nils
and Dag received invitations simply by being Nils and Dag, two of the
sexiest available men on campus. It also didn't hurt that the two hosts
both had slept with Dag in recent weeks. The dozens of others invited
were a part of the two girls' far-reaching, semi-exclusive social
circle. And come midnight, Nils, Dag and virtually every other
partygoer was blind drunk, as any good college student would be on a
Thursday night that also happened to be Halloween.
The highlight of the party for most of the girls, and some of the boys,
was seeing the Norwegian water polo champions in costume. Nils and Dag
both were dressed as vampires, Count Dracula to be more precise. The
dead giveaway was the wild fangs peeking out from under their lips, the
slicked back hair, and the long, flowing, black satin capes with high,
stiff collars. But these vampires looked more ready for the beach than
the coffin: Underneath their capes were nothing but black, shiny, form-
fitting Speedos, and black, patent-leather jackboots. There were young
gay men at the party who literally were drooling.
Derek, dressed simply in tight black jeans and a black shirt, was doing
his best to keep his eyes off the Norwegian babes, focusing instead on
some other gay boys who he found attractive and potential company for
the coming Fall weekend. By the witching hour, Derek was as smashed as
almost everyone else and looking for company, either friend or
something more. But he needed a rest and sat down on the plush sofa in
the darkened living room, listening to George Michael sing Freedom.
After setting his cup of beer on the coffee table and resting for no
more than a minute or two, he was hit from behind and smushed into the
couch. Nils had accidentally fell over backwards while leaning on the
sofa and consequently landed on top of Derek. When Derek realized who
it was that plopped on top of him, he was hardly upset, he was just
hard. Very hard.
Nils took one look at Derek and immediately realized he had fallen on
"the gay boy down the hall" who lusted after Nils' powerful body. "Hey,
man!" Nils said pleasantly in his extremely thick accent.
"Hey, Nils, how ya' doin'?" Derek replied with a smile.
"Very cool," Nils laughed back. And after a pause, "Hey. You wanna
smoke?"
ANYthing to get a little closer with Nils would be a dream come true!
And a couple hits of weed would be just the thing about now, anyway,
Derek thought to himself. The answer to Nils' question was simple:
"Yes!"
Nils fumbled off the couch and led Derek to the back bedroom of the
apartment. There were a few coats on the bed, some shoes strewn about
the floor, a dim light, and some curtains drawn shut in front of a
window that was open just a crack. Derek pushed some coats aside and
sat on the edge of the bed. Before he closed the door, Nils spied Dag
down the hall near the kitchen and motioned for him. Dag sauntered down
the hall and through the back bedroom door, which he promptly shut.
"I asked him if he wanted to smoke and my little faggot here said yes,
eh," Nils smiled wickedly to Dag.
"Cool. My dick could use a good smoke," Dag said quietly, with a
lecherous and evil look on his face.
Derek was stunned, like a deer in the headlights. He simply couldn't
believe the sudden turn in the two jocks' mood. Particularly, Nils' use
of the word "faggot" was unsettling: Was it a more or less harmless
choice of words, or was he in real trouble? Knowing the boys' campus
reputation as bisexual bounders, Derek just couldn't be sure.
"I've got a great idea," Dag said to Nils. Dag walked over to the
dresser in the small bedroom and searched through the drawers. Finding
what he was looking for, he withdrew some articles of clothing and
tossed them onto the bed next to where Derek was sitting nervously.
"Remember I fucked these two chicks that live here a couple weeks ago?"
Dag asked Nils. "Well," Dag continued, "Tawny is a fuckin' cheerleader,
and at one point I did her while she wore her tight little cheerleader
uniform. It was awesome."
Catching on, Nils smiled, saying to Dag, "And now we got ourselves
another cheerleader to do!" At that they both laughed very hard. Dag
moved to the bedroom door and locked it, and then dimmed the lights.
Nils moved close to Derek, Nils' enormous Speedo-clad bulge at Derek's
eye level. Nils pointed to the small pile of clothes next to Derek.
"Put those on now, faggot, if you know what's good for you."
Derek paused in shock. But the pause angered Nils, who swung back then
slapped Derek hard across the face, knocking Derek off the bed and onto
the bedroom floor at Nils' feet. "Do it, bitch!"
Derek did not pause again. He quickly stripped off his shoes, socks,
shirt, undershirt and jeans. Nils gave Derek a dirty look, and Derek
immediately stripped off his underwear, as well. He now was naked
before two college studs who he for months worshipped from afar.
Fearing he would be hit again, Derek quickly rummaged through the pile
of clothes to see what he had to put on first. There were no panties,
so he grabbed the ultra-shiny tan-colored tights and slowly pulled them
onto his slim, sexy legs.
He had never done this before and as a result did so very slowly, not
wanting to rip them. As the skin-tight spandex and nylon covered and
encased his calves and thighs, Derek felt a tingly sensation run
through his legs and genitals and up into his chest and head. And
suddenly his cock was getting hard.
"Well, well, look at that," Dag said derisively, "Our little faggot
really wants to be a girl!"
Not knowing what to make of his erection and Dag's wicked comment,
Derek finished pulling the girl's tights onto his cute body then
grabbed the pleated cheerleading microskirt. After squeezing into the
microskirt, Derek's erection became raging hard. Blood was pumping
wildly to Derek's cock, his head and all over his body. Catching a
glimpse of himself in the tall dressing mirror across the bedroom, he
saw that the skirt fit like a glove. He then grabbed the tight-fitting
sweater-top to party hostess' cheerleader's uniform and pulled it on
over his head. His outfit was now complete. He was a cheerleader, and
his body definitely fit the part. He turned and faced his two
tormentors, jocks he viewed truly as gods among men.
Nils peeled down the skin-tight black Speedo from his flawless hips,
peeling them over his large muscled thighs, and let them drop to the
floor. His gigantic cock bounced in the air. "Get down on your knees
before me, faggot, and smoke this," Nils said to Derek as he held up
the black satin cape of his Halloween costume. Derek dropped to his
knees before Nils, who jammed his giant, erect dick in Derek's face.
Without thinking, Derek deftly wrapped his hands around Nils' flawless
ass and eagerly went down as far as he could on Nils' long, thick
cockmeat. Nils in kind began face-fucking Derek, bringing his hands
down on the "cheerleader's" head and grabbing fistfuls of dark blonde
hair. Derek tightened his lips' grip around Nils' cock, now the center
of Derek's life and his reason for being, and Nils began pumping harder
and harder. Derek looked up to see a chest so perfect and smooth and
muscled, and beyond that Nils' beautiful face looking down at Derek and
wearing an intense, wicked smile. Nils was on top, being worshipped,
and being serviced. He was happy. He was god.
The whole time, Dag stood a few feet from the two, gently stroking his
lengthy dick with one hand while feeling his Speedo-encased ass with
the other. As Nils' pounding became more furious, Nils began moaning
some, and then let out a restrained yell: His cock began emptying hot
semen into Derek's throat, feeding Derek. He pumped load after load of
burning, tasty come into Derek's throat, pulling back to empty a few
blasts into the submissive gay boy's mouth.
With Nils' cock forcibly jammed down his throat and Nils' hands
fiercely gripping his hair and holding his head down on the
giant member, Derek had no choice but to obey his Norwegian god and
swallow the semen that Nils so generously gave him. When he was
satisfied, Nils let go of Derek's hair and withdrew his cock from
Derek's mouth. Nils, towering above the kneeling Derek, instructed his
"cheerleader" to carefully lick the semi-erect cock clean, which Derek
did without question as he gazed at the meat and the muscles that made
Nils the star he truly was.
"You're a really good girl," Nils said to Derek, "Maybe we'll put in a
good word for you and you can cheer for us at our water polo matches."
With that, both the college athletes laughed heartily at Derek's
expense.
Nils then squeezed back into his form-fitting black Speedo, encasing
his massive piece of meat in the tight, black spandex. Patting Derek on
the head, Nils said, "You stupid slut." As he walked toward the door
Nils said to Dag, conspiratorially, "Your turn. I'm gonna go get Troy.
Be right back." And with that, Nils unlocked the door, left, and shut
the door tight.
As soon as the door shut, Dag approached the kneeling Derek and slapped
him hard across the face. "Suck my dick, bitch," was all Dag had to
say. Derek pulled himself off the floor from Dag's powerful slap and
knelt again on the hardwood floor before Dag's gorgeous body and
colossal cock. Dag grabbed the base of his erect piece in one hand and
began beating Derek's face with it, clubbing the submissive homosexual
sophomore who was quickly learning just how submissive he truly could
be. Dag began asking, "Do you want this? Do you want my cock? You want
to suck on me, don't you, pussyboy? You want to suck my cock?"
Still being beaten with the mighty club of flesh, Derek replied, tears
now streaming from his eyes, "Yes, Dag, please. Please let me suck your
perfect cock. Please."
Hearing what he wanted to hear, Dag grabbed Derek, one hand on each
side of his head, squeezing. "Suck it," he ordered. And Derek obeyed.
But as soon as he began licking and sucking and slurping the big dick,
the door opened and in snuck Nils with Nils' and Dag's friend Troy.
While not as muscular and incredible as his two Norwegian buddies, Troy
was certainly attractive, and definitely masculine and athletic. Yet
another top, Derek thought while Dag continued sliding his thick piece
in and out of Derek's talented mouth.
"He's good and he swallows. And he's a fuckin' cheerleader! He's our
girl for the evening, man," Nils said to Troy, who was dressed for the
Halloween party as a rather nice-looking pirate. Nils locked the door.
"You get to do her next, Troy!" The two pounded back their beers and
laughed. Troy began undoing his costume pants to let loose his meat.
On his knees, Derek could sense Dag was near orgasm. He looked up at
the pretty Norwegian's face, which was squinting with power and lust.
And suddenly, Dag thrust his glorious cock deep into Derek's throat--
warm, luscious semen exploding from the cock and filling Derek's
stomach with the come of yet another man. Dag grabbed Derek's head even
harder and pumped and pumped the submissive's face for all he was
worth. With the final sigh of Dag's fulfilling orgasm, the beautiful
Norwegian athlete withdrew his cock from the conquered Derek's mouth
and wiped his cock in Derek's hair, cleaning and drying it.
"Do him, Captain Kidd," Dag said to Troy, who had dropped his pants but
left the rest of his pirate outfit on.
Nils and Dag collapsed on the bed to drink and watch as Troy stood
before the still kneeling and overwhelmed Derek. "Third time's a charm,
you stupid bitch. Come on!" Taking the cue, Derek began licking Troy's
ample, stiff dick, licking and kissing it, until Troy grabbed Derek's
hair, signaling it was time for sucking. And that is just what Derek
did.
He went down on Troy's dick with renewed energy, bobbing up and down on
the meat ferociously, honing the fleshpipe like few could. He went at
Troy's cock like a ravenous animal, sucking the life out of the pirate-
garbed college senior. With Nils and Dag cheering and laughing and the
music and sounds of the party only slightly muffled through the locked
door, Troy blew his load, discharging what must have been a pint of hot
seed into Derek's compliant mouth. Troy watched, delighted, as Derek
obediently ate all of Troy's hot semen, swallowing every drop of the
precious come.
Troy pulled out and Nils and Dag began clapping. Troy bowed then pulled
up and fastened his pants. The three studs grabbed their empty beer
cups and headed for the door. Dag and Troy unlocked the door and headed
out and down the hall for the beer keg with not a thought for the
cocksucker they just left behind. Nils lingered behind only for a
moment. He pulled Derek up off his knees and onto the bed, looked him
in the eyes, then with great force slapped Derek violently across the
face.
"You tell anyone about this, faggot, and we'll beat you half to death,"
Nils said. "And you just remember your place before superior men,
bitch. You're a girl, a whore. And you should always be ready to suck
the cocks of real men like me. Got it, faggot?!"
"Yes, Sir," was all Derek could manage as he lay strewn across the
party hostess' bed in the dimly lit room.
Nils just smiled, felt up Derek's left leg, encased in the second-skin
cheerleader tights, then left the room, shutting the door hard behind
him.
Beaten, used, filled with the semen of three studs, and dressed as a
sexy cheerleader, Derek lay on the bed. He began caressing his own
thighs, feeling the spandex and nylon covering his lovely legs. As his
tears subsided, Derek began wondering if his life was now permanently
changed. An erect cock pushing from within the skin-tight cheerleader's
tights spoke volumes.
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