Date: Sat, 14 May 2011 08:46:33 -0400 From: Sean Williams Subject: Screwing the President Chapter 10 Screwing the President Chapter 10 I turned over when I heard something fall to the floor. I had been sleeping with my face on top of one pillow and my legs between another. As soon as I opened my eyes, I remembered where I was. I was not in my own room. I heard weird thuds coming from outside of the room, but I ignored them at first. After blinking a few times in a daze, I finally sat up and turned to look at the window. The window was closed, but I saw a hand suddenly appear against it and slowly push it open. With the window open, a head of short brown hair gradually began to appear from below until the entire head was visible. "How did I end up here?" I asked aloud. "I don't remember anything." I heard several more thuds as a man crawled in through the window; when he was inside the room, he pulled the window down. "This is Connor's roomm," I said, suddenly feeling more awake. "You're just realizing that now?" asked the man that had entered through the window. It took me a couple of seconds to place the voice, but eventually it came to me. "You're James, right?" James shrugged. "You don't have amnesia," he said. "That's good." "Um... ok." "And you don't look surprised to see me." I shook my head. "My head feels really heavy. I can't... I'm not really with it right now." "You don't look too good," said James. "How the fuck did I end up here?" I asked. "This is the Delta Iota Kappa house." "I was hoping you would be able to tell me how you ended up here," said James. "I've been looking for you." "What do you mean you've been looking for me?" "Asa, you haven't been back at your dorm for days. I've been camped outside since Tuesday and it's Friday morning." "I've been here for three days?" I asked. "Holy shit. Not again. What the fuck is going on?" "Again?" asked James. "This happens sometimes. Once in a while, when I sleep with Connor... well... I'm out cold for a few days." "He must be draining you." "Draining me?" I asked. "That's bullshit. I know Connor's not a vampire because I've seen him out in the day time, same as Todd." "I don't mean drain you as in biting you like a vampire, Asa," said James. "It's not as simple as literally taking the blood out of you. It's more spiritual than that. He's beginning the transfiguration. He needs your body and every time he fucks you, he makes your body ready for him. He's making room for his... soul." "It's too early for this," I said, standing up and placing my hand on my face. I noticed that James was looking at me with raised eyebrows and a grin. He stared, but looked away after about half a minute. That's when I realized that I was not only naked, but sporting a raging hard-on. My cock was literally throbbing, smacking against my abs with a periodic thud. I don't know how I missed noticing it until then. I guess I was horny after being out cold for three days. When I became aware of the show that I was putting on, I instantly lowered my hands in attempt to cover my crotch, but my dick is pretty huge so that was a lost cause. All I did was make myself randier because the feeling of my palm rubbing against my pulsating, leaking dick made what I was feeling even more intense. And I wasn't even able to cover my dick completely. I'm not bragging, but you guys know by now that my cock is pretty epic. Do I need to say it again? "Sorry," I said, apologizing for my throbbing cock. "No worries." "Why were you looking for me?" I asked. "Connor's on the move," said James. "I have reason to believe that he was the one responsible for Todd's death and I am also pretty confident that he knows that I am in town as well. The individuals that I've been following as suspects for prefect of the house have all become difficult to track suddenly. Coach Blood has been out of town since Wednesday and two professors that I was following suddenly had to go to a conference, but did not tell their colleagues where the conference was." "You're pretty brave, coming here," I said, searching Connor's room for my boxers. "The frat brothers are all in class," said James. "For the most part, the only people here right now are the servants. It's about ten in the morning. But enough with the small talk. Let's get you outta here, Asa." "I don't understand," I said. "It's... it's too late for me, isn't it? I have already given myself over to Connor. I don't care about anything else... not anymore. I think I want to be with him. I want... I want to belong to him. Just leave. I don't need you." "You want to be with him forever?" asked James. "I don't think you understand what that means." "I do," I said. "The way that I feel about him... it's too intense for words." "He won't be an equal partner with you, Asa. He wants to take over your body. What's left of you, the part that will remain, will just be the shell." "I don't care." "It's this place," said James. "As long as you are here, Connor has you under his power. The seduction of Delta Iota Kappa - the seduction of the demon god Degoth - is strong here, in his temple. That is what this place is, Asa. Delta Iota Kappa is not a fraternity and this place... is not a fraternity house. Not really. There is an inner sanctum underneath the house. When Connor is ready, when you are fully under his control, he'll take you to the inner sanctum of the temple and complete the transfiguration. As long as the two of you have separate identities, there is still time to prevent this process from being completed. I need to get you out of here," and James reached up and grabbed one of my arms. I shrugged and pulled my arm away. "Asa," James began, "I can see the look of doubt in your eyes. You don't know if you want this: there is still a part of you that loves Connor, or believes that the feeling you feel is love. But a part of that look I see is fear. There is no fear in real love, Asa, and what you feel for Connor isn't really love. I know you have only just met me, but I know your story because I have seen it time and time again. Do not become another young man losing his identity because of the designs of an evil god. Degoth feeds off of the youth of young men. When Connor's soul takes over your body, you become food for Degoth. This creature only becomes stronger and you are lost forever. There is no romanticism there, Asa. It's gritty and it's dark. You need to trust me on this one." "I'm not following you out of the window, man," I said. I walked over to the door. "The door's locked," said James, shaking his head at me. I turned the knob and, sure enough, it was locked. I tried it again, shaking and turning the knob furiously. "Seriously?" "Believe me now?" asked James, walking over and placing an arm on my shoulder. "Connor is not your friend, Asa. He's using you because he needs your body. Now, if you don't stop shaking the door like that you'll attract whatever horny fratboys are still left in the house and we'll never get out." "And that's bad because..." "Asa, stop playing around. Let's go. Just trust me." I sighed, as I didn't know what to believe at that point, but when James handed me my shirt and jeans which he had found, I put them on. Reluctantly, I followed him out of the window and we climbed down to street level. I fell asleep in the car and James later told me that I still appeared to be weak from my last "fuck session" with Connor, as he called it. We had driven away from campus and out of the town, to one of the neighboring towns on the other side of the lake that dominated campus. When I woke up in the car, James told me that we were driving to a hotel where we would have to camp out for a little while. "I'm sorry, Asa," he said, "but you're going to have to miss class for a few days. It's too risky for you to be out and around campus. Connor might try to rush forward with the transfiguration now that he knows I'm in town. We need to keep a low profile until I find out who the prefect is." "Why is the prefect so important?" I asked, rubbing my eyes with my fists. I must have looked like a kid doing that. James smiled and patted me on the back. "Oh, silly boy," he must have been thinking. "The prefect has an interest in preserving the chapter of the cult because he is promised many things by Degoth," James began. "If the chapter is in danger, the prefect begins the process of setting up a new chapter on another college campus and notifying the other chapters across North America that they might also be in danger. The prefect, whoever he is, has to be neutralized for a coordinated attack on Delta Iota Kappa to work." "Dude," I said, shaking me head. "I hear what you are saying, but I'm not getting any of it. I'm still in a daze." "That's normal, Asa," said James, giving me a friendly pat on the thigh. My dick instantly became hard again, but that wasn't unusual, not anymore. Ever since I met the Kappa boys I've been horny all the time. Jerking off four, five times a day. Following beefy hockey players around campus and beating off to them in the woods. I had become a completely different person. "I'm driving us to the hotel, and we can get something to eat once we get there," James said. "We can get Chinese or order room service, whatever you want, Asa." "Man, I need to eat something now." "Asa..." "I'm sorry, Jim, but I've been out for three days. If I don't eat something I might just go cannibal and... um... you're sitting right next to me." "Gotcha," and with that, James pulled into the first pizza place that we passed on the road to the hotel. "So, I don't get why you're after the Kappas," I said, eating my seventh slice of a meat lover's pizza pie. I felt like all four Ninja Turtles at this point. "I told you it will all become clear in time, Asa," said James. "Just give it some time, my friend." "So, basically," I continued, "you spend all of your time traveling from one campus to the next investigating... evil jock fraternities? If I had to guess, I would say you're about twenty-nine, thirty. That's got to be a pretty sweet gig for you, driving from one college to the next. Do you get off on that?" James sighed and shook his head. "Don't be a dick, Asa," he said. "I'm just curious." "I have my reasons for doing this," said James. "I don't know that you would be able to understand them." "I'm just giving you a hard time," I said. "I'm sorry. Actually, this pizza is awesome and I appreciate you dishing out the cash for it. Actually, I appreciate everything that you are doing, James. I really do. It's just... things got really weird, really quick. Lately, I've been thinking that I made a huge mistake when I decided to leave South Dakota. I don't... I don't know where all of this is leading. If I survive all this, I'll be surprised. I'm at the edge of a cliff, looking over." James leaned forward and placed an arm on my shoulder. "Don't say that," he said. "Don't even think it. Once you give up in here," and he tapped his skull with a finger, "then it's all over. Be a man, Asa. Tell these fuckers: 'Lick my balls, you demon sons of bitches'!" The elderly couple in the booth behind us suddenly turned around to that talk and I whispered to James: "Dude, not so loud." James shrugged and I laughed; in that moment, I knew that I could trust him. "What's that?" James asked, hearing a beep coming from a pocket of my jeans. "It's my phone," I said. "I just got a text." "It's probably Connor looking for you. Don't answer it." "No," I said, reading the message. "It's actually my friend Stan. We're on the swim team together. He wants to know where I am. I'll just tell him I'm getting pizza here. He is probably worried about me. He was the one that told me that Todd was..." "Are you sure that's a good idea?" James asked. "Can you trust him?" "Can I trust you?" "If I say 'yes' does that mean 'no'?" "Basically." James sighed. "Alright, Asa, whatever, but if my infiltration of this chapter fails because of you--" "It won't," I said. "I just don't want him to be worried. That's all." "You can trust me you know," said James, as I typed the letters into my phone to reply to Stan. "Whatever, man," I said, but I knew that I could. That night would prove just how much I had grown to trust James Montgomerie, a man that I had met only two times in my life. After finishing off two large pizzas, we hopped back into James's car and drove to the nearest hotel. The hours seemed to float by after that. We sort of crashed on the floor of the cramped hotel room, watching TV with our backs against the bed. I discovered we had the same taste in movies: basically horror flicks, the bloodier and the cheesier the better. He was a fan of old school barbarian movies, too, and it just so happened that "The Beastmaster" was on cable and I noted that we both sported wood watching that shirtless, brain-dead hero slinging around his sword and killing ogres and what-not. "It looks like that made you... um... happy," said James, looking down at my crotch. "Really dude? I'm all sexed out, so don't go that route." "What do you mean, 'sexed out'?" asked James, sitting up straighter. "You've been out cold for three days. Don't you need to... unload?" and I suddenly felt a hand on my thigh. I placed my hand on James's crotch. "It looks like you're happy too." "I'm always happy," said James, and he turned off the television. "Don't resist." He pulled off his shirt, revealing a massive hairy chest and my eyes zoomed in on two large round nipples that looked like they were begging to be licked. "Damn," I said. He looked more like a "grown man" than most of the college guys on campus and I could not hold back a compliment "damn" since it was well-deserved. James reached down and began unzipping my pants as I took off my shirt. It wasn't long before we were both in our underwear with huge boners sticking up in our shorts. I couldn't resist any more and I leaned forward and started going to town on those incredible man nipples. James tossed his head back and moaned as I sucked on his tits. He rubbed my back and arms and sure enough, my cock was throbbing just as hard as it was this morning. James reached forward and began jerking off my cock, which was poking through the hole in the front of my shorts, as I continued to suck on his hairy chest. After going at it like that for a few minutes, he stood up and pulled me up to my feet along with him. He pulled down my shorts and threw them to the other side of the room. Before I knew what was happening, I felt a tongue licking my shaft and I looked down to see this incredibly hot man bending down over me and licking my dick. James took my cock into his mouth and massaged my balls as he took my cock all the way down to the back of his throat. This guy obviously knew what he was doing as I had never been with anyone that was able to deep throat my wide dick that quickly. He had his eyes closed, concentrating on taking my dick balls deep into his mouth, and he reached up and placed his two hands on my ass cheeks to shove my cock all the way into his mouth. I realized that I began to leak precum into his mouth, but James did not gag. He held my cock in the back of his throat for a little bit and then slowly let it slide out. "Fuck my face," he said. I began rocking my body forward rhythmically, sliding my cock in and out of James's mouth. I saw some of the precum that I had pumped into him leak out the side o fhis mouth and down his chin. After that, James hopped up to his feet again and pushed me over to the bed. "Alright, stud," he said. "Give me that ass." He turned me around and positioned me so that I was face down on the bed with my ass sticking straight up in the air. "God damn that's an ass!" he said. He must have liked what he saw. "I need to fuck more swimmers." "Now wait a minute..." I began. I had been fucked a lot lately and I wanted to do the fucking. "Just relax," said James. "I promise you that what I am about to do will be the best you have ever had. Just trust me on this one." James joined me on the bed and I felt his hands on my ass cheeks, spreading them apart. First he tapped my hole with his hand and then he began to rub his hand quickly back and forth over it. I heard him spit on his hand and then he began rubbing again. I had seen guys do this with pussy in porn and just the feeling of James's strong hand roughly moving back and forth over my hole was getting me really excited. "Oh God," I said. "That feels really good." "Yeah?" asked James. "Then you'll like this even better." Before I knew what was happening, I felt lips on my hole and then a tongue pushing in. James grabbed on to my thighs and buried his face in my ass. He moaned loudly as he went to town on my ass and I closed my eyes, enjoying every minute of it. I could only imagine how hot the scene must have looked with James, a hairy thirty-year old stud, burying his face in college jock ass, holding my cheeks apart with his strong hands. "That's it," said James, suddenly sitting up. "I can't stand it anymore." I felt James place a hand on my back and push it down lower on the bed. I looked behind me to try to see what was going on, but I couldn't see too well because I was still face down in bed. Suddenly, I felt James's cock against my hole and within seconds, he had slid his cock in all the way down to the base. "Holy fuck," I said, closing my eyes. It was all so sudden and unexpected, but it felt so incredible that I had no desire to resist. I felt James lean down over me, resting his hairy chest on my back. He wrapped his arms around me and bear-hugged me as he plowed me fast and furiously. "You like that, baby?" he asked. "I love it," I said. "Oh God, you're dick feels so good inside of me. Filling me up." The feeling of James's body against mine felt even better than the fucking and I didn't mind becoming his in that moment. Although James's thrusts were powerful, the way that his hands moved over my body felt gentle and I knew that he did not want to hurt me. "This feels so good," I whispered. James fucked me harder and harder, but still with his arms around me, and kissed my neck and back. "I'm gonna cum," I said. "Oh my god! Fuck! Here I come!" As James's cock pushed in and out of my ass, the first shots of cum pumped out and landed on the sheets of the hotel bed. "Ah! Fuck! Oh my God! I'm ruining the sheets! Fuck! Ah! The cleaning ladies are gonna kill us tomorrow!" "Are you really thinking about that right now?" James asked, continuing to plow me. "Ah!" I shouted as the last shot of cum spurted out. "Oh my fucking god! Ah! Holy shit!" "Fuck! I'm next!" James shouted. We were both so into it that we didn't hear the knock on the door. "Ah!" James shouted, pulling his dick out of my ass. I heard him moan as he began shooting his cum out on my back. "Oh God! Fuck! It's been soooooo long..." "What?" I asked. "Nothing," said James. "Ah! FUUUUUUUCK!" Shot after shot of hot jizz landed on my back. The cum shot lasted so long that I began to feel cum drip down my back to my ass and thighs. The cum felt hot and sticky on my back. When he was done, I felt James collapse on top of me. "What the fuck is going on?" I heard someone ask. "Did you say that?" I asked, turning and looking back at James. "No," said James. "What the fuck?" I heard again. James and I suddenly turned toward the door where we saw Stan staring at us, mouth agape. [TO BE CONTINUED] [Usual Disclaimer: Do not read if it is illegal to read material of an illicit nature in your state, province, or territory.] [COPYRIGHT 2011]