Date: Mon, 15 Mar 2010 20:57:48 -0400
From: nphillydogg@aol.com
Subject: the precinct II / pt-20

[Reader's Note: this story line is a sequel to PRECTINCT TWENTY-THREE (1st
series) in Nifty.org Jan-2007 gay/authoritarian section, and its spin-off
sister story THE HOLE in the Nov-2008 section of the same category. Please
read those two stories in their entirety, starting with Precinct-23 first
in order to get the full understanding of the characters. --DOGG]

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THE PRECINCT II -pt-20
Title: JEREMIAH UNIVERSITY SLUT

MANAYUNK

	21 year old Elliott McConnell hasn't had much to do since..., well,
since graduating high school. His days consisted of sleeping in late, and
lounging around the house until one of his friends called to hang out. Then
he'd get showered and dressed, and cruise the streets, the malls, or the
ball courts until they decided to go club hoping. Once stoned on weed or
alcohol, he'd tip-toe back into his father's home where the whole cycle
would repeat again and again.
	On this afternoon however, there was a slight twist as Elliott lay
back in bed, watching a straight x-rated porno of a college co-ed getting
gang banged by her dorm mates. The scene of her tight girl pussy and clean
shaven asshole stretched tightly around two huge plunging cocks made
Elliott recall his own (not so long ago) glory days at Jeremiah
University...


FLASHBACK

	Elliott recalled how his parents enrolled him his freshmen
year. Driving in separate cars (Elliott with his mother, Elliott's bags
with his dad), they took the 90 minute ride from Philly to Minnesota
Maryland and Jeremiah University, a predominately black college midway
between Baltimore and Washington DC.
	Finding Student's Union Hall, Elliott's mother (Christina
McConnell) helped him registered, getting his class schedules and dorm
assignment. Driving through campus, they found Elliott's dorm building and
helped him move in. While David McConnell unpacked Elliott's belongings,
Christina McConnell took the trip up to his second floor room which he
shared with at least one other student. South Carolina born Kaylon Reed
(18) was still unpacking his own suitcases when Elliott and his mother
arrived.

"Hello..." said Christina, looking Kaylon up and down, trying to determine
if he were a brainiac or a slacker?

"Hi..." said Kaylon, introducing himself with a handshake. After a brief
interrogation of where Kaylon lived, what he majored, and his grade
average, Christina decided he was an acceptable roommate for her son.

"See Elliott..., Kaylon already knows HIS major...! It's important that you
know what you want to be before you start college! You don't want to waste
the first few years trying to figure out what you want to do with the rest
of your life!"

"He's only 18, Christina..." said David McConnell, walking in with some of
Elliott's suitcases. "...he'll discover what he wants to be after a few
months...!"

"Oh great..., famous last words from a man who hasn't successfully
completely a single project he started in his life!" snapped Christina,
sarcastically.

"Well I've been a police officer for 28 years..." corrected McConnell,
setting down Elliott's cases. "...I think that might qualify as completing
a project...!"

"Unlike our marriage...!" responded Christina. "Or helping me to raise your
kids! Oh..., and don't get me started on your sexuality...! Shall I go
on...?" she asked, ready to argue.

"THIS is why we took separate cars...!" said McConnell.

"Could you two please stop arguing for 5 minutes...??" asked
Elliott. "You're embarrassing me!"
	Christina and David both realized Elliott was right, years of anger
and discontentment could not be settled in one argument.

"I'm sorry..." said McConnell, holding out his hand to Kaylon. "...I'm
David, Elliott's father..."

"GAY father...!" muttered Christina under her breath, just loud enough for
everyone in the room to hear. "What...?" she asked innocently, playing with
her clip on earrings.
	McConnell just shook his head...

"I'll be in touch, son..." he said, reaching into his wallet. He pulled out
a hundred dollar bill, then stuffed it in Elliott's hand before giving him
a big bear hug. "...call me if you need anything...!"

"I will, dad! Thanks!" smiled Elliott, happy that his busy father could see
him off.

"Nice meeting you, Kaylon! Don't you two go getting into any trouble!"
advised McConnell with a wave, before leaving without saying so much as a
word to his ex-wife.

"I should be going too...!" said Christina, hating long drives alone. She
figured it wouldn't be so bad if she could simply follow David back to
Philly, provided he didn't try to lose her on the expressway! "Here...!"
she offered, going into her purse to pull out some money. "Now make sure
you don't stay up too late! Don't do any underage drinking! No parties! NO
girls! And focus on your goals! Remember why you're here...!" advised
Christina, affectionately.

"To ditch my parents and finally live my life the way I wanted...?" joked
the (then) 18 year old, at his mother's expense. Christina McConnell gave
her playful son a sour look, finding no humor in his disrespect. "Aww,
c'mon mom..., that was funny! I'm just joking...! Sheesh!"

"I'm sure..." said the mom, doubtful.

"For real mom...! I KNOW why I'm here...! I wouldn't waste yours and dad's
money like that! I'm going to keep my head in the books! No drugs! No
drinking! No parties! No girls! I GOT it!"

"Good...!" said Christina, kissing her son on the forehead (leaving a huge
red lipstick mark). "And please..., don't mention that man's name with me
in the room again!"
	Elliott chuckled.

"So I guess reconciliation is just out of the question, eh...?" asked
Elliott, getting a hateful look from his mother this time. "Okay! Okay!
Sorry I asked...!" he chuckled, shrugging his shoulders.

"You're full of jokes..." said Christina, turning towards the
door. "...maybe you ought to do a stand up act to pay for your tuition...!"
she added, before leaving.

"So..., THAT's your parents...?" smiled Kaylon, standing on his side of the
small room, folding clothes.

"THAT's them!" said Elliott, falling back on his small twin sized
bed. "Where's your parents...?"

"Back home..." said Kaylon, trying to mask his sadness. "...they couldn't
afford the trip...! I came up on Greyhound by myself!"

"Oh..., okay." said Elliott, suddenly feeling blessed to have two parents
that could afford to drive him up..., even in separate cars!

"So your dad..." said Kaylon, making conversation. "...he gay or
something...?"

"Why you ask that...?" asked Elliott, guarded.

"No reason..." defended Kaylon. "I mean..., your MOM said something about
his sexuality...! So I figured maybe he was gay, or bisexual...?"

"He's bi!" said Elliott, his father's sexually was always a touchy subject
in his household.

"Your mom don't seem too happy about it!" said Kaylon, pushing his empty
duffle bag under his bed.

"She's not..." said Elliott, thinking back on his childhood. "...ever since
as far back as I could remember, she's never had anything nice to say about
him since they separated and divorced. It's like she thinks their whole
marriage was a lie or something! Like he didn't really love her!"

"It probably was!" said Kaylon (without thinking), making the tiny hairs on
the back of Elliott's neck stand up. "Does it ever make YOU wonder if
you're gay...?" he suddenly asked, causing Elliott's eyebrows to spring
upward.

"What...??!" asked the 18 year old. "Why would my dad's sexuality make ME
wonder if I'm gay...?!"

"Genetics!" said Kaylon, simply. "It's in the genes! Have you ever wondered
what it would be like to be with a guy...?"

"Well..." thought Elliott, carefully. "...yeah..."

"What've you wondered about...?" asked Kaylon, curiously.

	Elliott blushed...  "I've..., always wondered what it might feel
like to..." he paused, swallowing hard for courage to say it. "...to suck a
dick...!" he admitted.

"That's GAY, dude!" said Kaylon, simply, making Elliott regret saying
anything.

"But..." he said, feeling stupid. "...doesn't every guy wonder what it's
like to be with another guy at some point...?"

"Maybe..." said Kaylon, casually pulling off his pullover shirt. "...but
most guys..., --most STRAIGHT guys..., wonder what it's like to get their
dicks sucked by another guy..., NOT about sucking some dude's dick!"
	Elliott said nothing in defense, feeling tricked and
played. "Hey..., it's no big deal if you're gay, man...! I don't judge!
Hell..., they say college is where everyone experiments! You might find
someone to hookup with before the semester's over!" encouraged Kaylon,
pulling off his sweat pants until he was standing only in his boxer shorts
and a towel. "I'm going to take a shower! Later!"
	Elliott sat on the side of the bed, his whole world crashing down
around him as he began to really wonder for the first time if he were
indeed gay?

	For the next couple of weeks he had to suffer watching his roommate
walk around their small cramped dorm room in his boxers. Kaylon hardly ever
wore clothes in the room. He did his homework in his boxers, he did his
computer research (on Elliott's lap top) in his boxers, he talked on his
cell phone in his boxers, he ate in his boxer, he watched TV in his boxers,
he even slept in his boxers, --the imprint of his flaccid dick swinging
down between his leg. Sometimes it would harden, like in the morning before
Kaylon peed, or whenever he was talking to his girlfriend back home, or
watching some straight porn on Elliott's computer.
	Elliott couldn't help but stare at his roommate's tented impression
whenever Kaylon's boned hard. He tried to act as if he weren't looking, but
it soon became obvious he was.

"You give anymore thought to that question I asked you...?" asked Kaylon
one day, after watching some hot straight porn on Elliott's lap top.

"What question...?" asked Elliott, hiding his own hardon as he read his
class assignment.

"About being gay!" answered Kaylon. "You know..., like your dad...!"

"Oh..." said Elliott, unable to think of anything else. "...no!" he lied.

"Oh..." said Kaylon, sounding disappointed.

"Why...?" asked Elliott, catching the note in Kaylon's voice.

"I was just thinking..." said Kaylon, leaving Elliott hanging.

"Thinking what...?" asked Elliott, intrigues.

"Well..." started Kaylon, rubbing the hardon in his shorts as he continued
staring at the computer screen. "...it's been like 3 weeks since I last
seen my girl..., and a guy can only jack off to porn but so long before he
needs to feel something real and wet around his dick...!"
	Elliott was all ears...! "So I was just wondering..., if you WERE
gay or even thought you MIGHT be gay..." paused Kaylon, causing Elliott to
bubble with anticipation of his next words. "...that maybe you might want
to experiment on someone..., or something!"

"Like what...?" asked Elliott, curiously.

"Like THIS...!" said Kaylon, turning around in the swivel chair to reveal
the 7" hardon standing up out of his boxer short's piss slit. Elliott's
eyes zeroed in on it like a homing beacon, never looking away for an
instant. "I mean..., if you were interested in figuring out which team you
played for, you could try sucking MY dick to see if you like it or not! I
wouldn't mind..." offered Kaylon, generously. "...and it would only be
between us!"

"I...I dunno..." said Elliott, already mesmerized by the pretty penis as
Kaylon slowly stroked his hand up and down the shaft.

"I've seen you looking at me..." continued the southern boy, calling
Elliott out. "...I KNOW you like me...! So why don't you come over here and
show me how much...!"
	Elliott felt compelled to show Kaylon how much he liked him as he
set his books aside, then climbed down off his bed and walked over to where
Kaylon was sitting at the desk. Kaylon released his hand from his hardon,
allowing it to stand up stiffly from his lap on its own accord. Elliott
looked down at it in amazement, like a child would a birthday cake. "Go
ahead..., touch it!" he encouraged, as Elliott reached down and wrapped his
hand around the smooth shaft.

"God...!" was all the kid said before stroking his roommate off.

"Like that...?" asked Kaylon, studying Elliott's facial expressions.
	Elliott couldn't believe how smooth and velvety it felt in his
hand. He didn't resist when Kaylon pulled him down into kneeling position,
maneuvering him between his spread legs. "Go ahead man..., take it! Do what
you've been dying to do...!"
	Elliott felt the urge to lean forward and suck it, but for some
reason (fear maybe?) he couldn't make himself do it. Not until Kaylon took
him by the head and guided his head down into his lap.

	Elliott closed his eyes as his mouth opened and allowed the dick
head between his lips. "Oh shhhiiiittttt man..., that feels good...!"
moaned Kaylon as Elliott's mouth tightened around his dick head. Elliott
was surprised at how odd and pleasant his roommate's dick felt in his
mouth, like velvety satin wrapped around hard steel. He ran his lips and
tongue down the sides of the shaft, licking and painting the whole column
with spit before taking it back into his mouth. "Watch your teeth...!"
	Kaylon leaned back in the swivel chair and watched as Elliott ate
his first dick, surprised at how good his penis felt in another guy's mouth
himself. While he (like most guys) had wondered what it might feel like to
get blown by a guy, he never actually thought it would happen. Where he was
from, guys just didn't do things like that without gaining a reputation
they would regret. Kaylon would never allow himself to be put in that kind
of situation, but so long as his roommate didn't mind, why shouldn't he
gain from Elliott's exploration?

	Elliott sucked his mouth up and down the shaft, choking and gagging
when he went too far down, so he contented himself on sucking just half the
hardon. He was just beginning to really get the hang of sucking when he
suddenly felt his roommate grab the back of his head and begin to fuck his
face. Elliott struggled as Kaylon fucked his mouth, jamming his teen dick
well into the confused boy's mouth. Elliott choked several times as the
dick hit the start of his throat, making him feel as if he wanted to throw
up.
	Kaylon was enjoying the blow job, thinking about his girlfriend's
hot pussy back home. He could feel himself getting close to cumming, and
thought to warn Elliott before changing his mind. `If Elliott was really
gay, he might as well get used to the taste of cum in his mouth' --he
thought. He tightened his hands on Elliott's head, feeling his dick swell
in size. Elliott felt his roommate's body tense up, then felt Kaylon's
hands holding his head in place as he flooded his mouth with warm cum.

	Elliott gagged around the throbbing dick shaft as it pulsed and
pumped fresh cum directly into his mouth. He could actually feel the cum
pulses as they fired round after round into his oral cavity. At first he
felt violated when the cum shot into his mouth. Why wouldn't Kaylon warn
him that he was about to cum? But as the dick continued to pump, he started
to hear the soft manly moans and groans coming from his roommate, and
started to feel less angry. Soon he was sucking the cum from the dick,
gathering it all up in his mouth before the penis started to finally
shrink.
	Elliott removed his mouth, holding his roommate's cum just behind
his lips. "Did you swallow...?" asked Kaylon, getting a negative from
Elliott. "Swallow it!" ordered the roommate, "How else are you going to
know if you like it...?" he rationalized. Elliott thought about it for a
moment, then gave into his roommate's reasoning and gulped the still warm
cum down his throat, feeling it slither its way down towards his
stomach. "How was that...?" asked Kaylon, watching Elliott's Adam's Apple
bob and he swallowed, slowly stroking the last drops from his own
dick. "Here..., you missed some..." he offered.

	Elliott (no longer having any pride as another man's cum load
seeped into his stomach) leaned forward and suckled up the droplets, eating
them as fiercely as he did the cum load. From then on, Elliott became
Kaylon's dick sucker, eating his dick and cum 4 or 5 times a day (every
morning before class, during afternoon break, again after classes, and
several times before bed). Sometimes Kaylon would wake up in the middle of
the night needing head, waking Elliott up for another round of
service. Elliott never refused. He sucked Kaylon's dick in bed, in the
computer chair while he watched straight porn, and while on the phone
talking phone-sex with his long distance girlfriend. She never knew he was
getting blown during those conversations, believing he was masturbating as
she was over the phone. Elliott loved the idea that he was the one getting
her boyfriend's loads while she had to settle for fingers or a dildo. Only
during holiday breaks and spring break did she get the real thing, feeling
her boyfriend's hardon stuffed up her melting koochy. Elliott couldn't help
feeling jealous during those times, knowing she was getting what he spent
the majority of the year devouring.

	It was during one of those breaks that Elliott discovered the
restroom glory holes in the school's library. He had wandered in one day
after looking for a book he couldn't find online. At first he was perplexed
about what the hole was for? Surely it was too big for spying on people,
they would see you looking at them if you knelt down to watch them pee. But
when he started reading the graffiti on the stall walls, he realized what
the holes were for. Unfortunately no one way there at the time, leaving
Elliott to wonder it the messages were real? He would come back after break
was over to find the restroom had a steady stream of action. He couldn't
believe his fortune the first time he manned a glory hole. He had been
sitting there for about 10 minutes one day after classes, when he heard the
restroom door open. He froze in his seat, sitting on a stall toilet with
his pants up. He listened and waited as someone came in and used one of the
urinals, then moved into the adjoining stall next to him.

	Elliott sat transfixed, too scared to move. He listened to hear if
the guy was using the laboratory or not. When he didn't hear anything he
leaned forward and peered through the hole. He was shocked to find a 6"
thick black dick being stroked by a pudgy hand. When the guy noticed him
looking, he aimed his dick up to the hole and pushed through.
	Elliott watched the hardon appear before him. He didn't even know
what the guy looked like as he leaned forward and took the morsel in his
mouth and started sucking. "Oooh shit..." moaned the guy, pressing his
pelvis against the wall, encouraging Elliott to suck more of it. Elliott
found himself sucking the entire shaft in and out of his mouth, taking it
down into the back of his mouth. He gagged when the dick hit the start of
his throat, but forced himself to take it anyway. He had been practicing a
lot on his roommate, and had just started successfully swallowing Kaylon's
dick. As soon as he got the guy's pud into his throat, he heard the dude
moan, then felt his dick start shooting thick cream directly down his
throat. Elliott could feel the cum shooting down his throat, and loved
every minute of it. He wrapped his lips around the pulsating base and
accepted the stranger's load, not even thinking twice about it. When the
guy finally finished cuming, he pulled back, zipped up and left without so
much as a thank you. Elliott started to rub the hardon in his pants when he
suddenly heard the door open again. Another guy walked into the adjoining
stall, then pulled his dick from his pants and pretended to pee. When
Elliott leaned into the hole, he noticed the guy stroking a 7" hardon. He
presented to the hole, then slid straight into Elliott's open
mouth. Elliott ended up sucking 4 dicks that day, deep throating them all
and eating all of their loads before going back to his dorm room to feast
on his roommate. He went to bed that night with an astonishing 9 loads in
his belly. After jacking off into his hand while Kaylon lay sleeping, he
ate his own load, making it an even 10.

	One day after a weekend of sucking his roommate's dick, Kaylon
surprised Elliott by asking if he'd ever considered getting fucked? When
Elliott said no, Kaylon rebutted by stating: "true faggots take it in both
ends! How do you know if you're REALLY gay unless you like it up the
ass...?"
	Elliott gave it a lot of thought this time. Kaylon had began
playing with his ass while being sucked, --feeling, caressing, squeezing,
and even fingering his bare bottom if they were in bed together. Elliott
had to admit that he liked having his ass played with, but to get fucked
HAD to hurt! When Kaylon promised to take it easy on him, to "pull out"
when he was ready to cum and even stop all together if he didn't like it,
Elliott gave in. They looked up anal sex online, then bought a fleet bottle
and some lubricant for the event. Elliott cleaned his insides out as
instructed (in the privacy of his dorm's bathroom room stall so no one
would know), before getting into doggy style position in bed.

	Kaylon greased up Elliott's asshole and his 7" hardon, using his
fingers to gently pry open the tight virgin hole. Far before Elliott was
ready, Kaylon placed his hardon up to the unprotected hole and began to
push inward. "Wait...!" said Elliott, unprepared for the pain which began
to sear through his ass as the anal ring was ripped open by force.
	Ignoring Elliott's pleas, Kaylon pressed onward, holding his hips
prisoner as he shoved his dick into the aching hole. Elliott fought to
break free as Kaylon forced him facedown on the bed, then drilled his way
through his tight gripping anus with power jack thrusts. He stifled
Elliott's screams by placing a pillow over his head as he ground his hairy
pelvis into his ass, indicating that he had managed to sheath the entire
shaft balls deep.

	Elliott felt the white hot pain shoot through his rectum, straight
up to his brain as Kaylon started to fuck him. During the whole ordeal his
ass ached ungodly, the deep stabbing in his gut causing his insides to
throb excruciatingly. Elliott begged Kaylon to stop fucking him, saying
"you promised" if he didn't like it. But Kaylon told Elliott that he would
"get used to it", that anyone who liked sucking dick as much as he did HAD
to be gay, and what gay guy didn't like getting butt fucked?
	Elliott endured the hard fucking for what honestly felt like hours
(but really only lasted 10 [thankfully short] minutes). Elliott bit down
into the pillows as Kaylon fucked harder, getting close to cuming. When he
reminded Kaylon that he had promised to pull out, Kaylon told him: "this
pussy feels too good to pull out of!", then tightened his grip on Elliott's
waist so he couldn't wiggle away, then shoved all the way in his ass and
came.

"AAAAARRRRHHHHH FUCK YEEAAHHHH...!!!" he shouted loud enough for everyone
to hear in the halls, cuming up his roommate's ass. Elliott could feel the
dick throbbing wildly inside him, pulsing like a sore thumb as it pumped
fresh hot cum straight into him. He could actually feel his anus filling
with the warm sperm as if it were a woman's pussy!
	Elliott felt Kaylon squirming around on top of him (moaning louder
than he ever had from blowing him) and loved it! He loved being on the
bottom underneath him, receiving the sperm gift originally meant for his
girlfriend. Elliott felt honored to receive it, as if he was being chosen
over her. As if HE were the object of Kaylon's affections.

	After cumming, Kaylon pulled out and rolled off, laying on his back
in Elliott's small twin sized bed. "Damn that shit was right!" he said,
breathlessly. "I needed that shit! How was it for you...?"

"It was okay, I guess..." said Elliott, his sore ass feeling open and wide.

"Think you might be up for it again...?" asked Kaylon, hopefully.
	Elliott thought about it...

"Maybe..."
	Before he could change his mind, Kaylon was back on top of him,
shoving his hardon back into the warm cum-wet hole. He fucked Elliott 3
times that night, then 4 more times the next day. Their usual 5 daily blow
jobs were reduced to 2 as Kaylon opted to fuck Elliott at least 3 times a
day. Elliott began craving the fucking, his hungry ass wanting more than
Kaylon was willing to offer. He started giving his ass up at the glory
hole, offering it to horny teens not getting any from the girls on
campus. Soon he was taking 3 to 4 loads at the hole, then 3 more from his
roommate.
	One day while working the glory hole, he came across a basketball
player who invited him to a party at his frat house. Elliott accepted the
offer after taking the player's load in his ass, showing up at the party a
few days later after his roommate had finished using him. It was there at
the party that Elliott got to meet the members of the school's National
Champs: The Jeremiah Jaguars! Several of their staring members (Tyrome
Smith, Mikiah Washington, and Carter Sanborne) had graduated and moved onto
successfully professional careers in the pros, but there were still plenty
of rising stars on the team such as: Armand Robinson, Robyn Fuller, Jason
Outlaw, and Clarence (CJ) Johnson!

	Johnson had had the dubious honors of being called the school's
most valuable player for two years straight. He was what other ball players
aspired to be. Elliott was in awe as he wandered around the room. He had no
idea which member had invited him to the party, as he had never seen the
guy's face, just his dick. He hoped against hope that it had been CJ, or
even Armand with his sexy Jamaican/Trinidadian self. He kept a low profile,
working his way around the coed party while drinking beer and
jello-shots. It wasn't until someone had grabbed him by his arm and ushered
him upstairs and onto his knees in one of the bedrooms did he realize why
he had been invited. When the familiar dick finally came out of the fly, he
looked up into the face of team Center: Kevin Greene. "Sup man...?" said
the 6' plus Center, looking down into Elliott's face with smoldering
eyes. "Why don't you show me those jaw skillz you be sporting behind
bathroom walls alive and in person...? Suck me dick for me man!"
	Without having to be told twice, Elliott opened his mouth and
swallowed Greene's 7 and 1/2 inch dick down to the pubic
hairs. "UUhhhhh...damn!" groaned Kevin, loving the feel of Elliott's
mouth. He grabbed the sides of the kneeling boy's head and began to fuck
his face, showing no mercy as he jammed his dick in and out of his throat
like he could never do hiding behind a wall. To his testament Elliott took
the throat assault like a champ, allowing Kevin to use his mouth and throat
at his whim before he pulled free and jacked his load all over Elliott's
upturned face.

	Elliott stretched his mouth wide, trying to recapture the shooting
dick. No one had ever wasted their load outside of his mouth before, he
couldn't help but be upset that he didn't get his reward. "This him...?"
asked another voice, quickly slipping in and closing the door behind
him. "Yup...! And he's as hungry as ever...!" said Greene, stepping aside
as Armand Robinson stepped up.
	Elliott felt his heartbeat quicken as he looked up into the
Jamaican's naturally light brown eyes. He could see the prominent lump in
the player's pants, threatening to burst free of his fly as Armand stood
before him. "You gonna try him out...?" asked Greene, watching from the
sidelines.

"Definitely!" said Armand, undoing his pants as he freed his 8" uncut
island dick. Before it could even stop bouncing Elliott had it in his
mouth, sucking the long fat spicy prick with renewed gusto.

	Armand was a lot tamer than Kevin, he stood and watched as his dick
disappeared in and out of Elliott's now talented mouth and throat. Several
times when he felt himself nearing climax, he'd pull his dick free from the
hot mouth and make Elliott suck his hairy balls. Elliott would slide his
head underneath and teabag Armand's hairy sac in and out of the cup of his
mouth, soaking them in warm spit before sliding back to sucking the shaft.
"I want some ass...!" demanded Armand, pulling out of Elliott's mouth for
the last time. Elliott shot out of his clothes, stripping naked in record
time before climbing up onto someone's bed in doggy position. He looked
back over his shoulder as he watched Armand strip naked, his well toned
island muscles and cute baby face making him delicious enough to
eat. Elliott waited impatiently as Armand stood in behind him, then
(unexpectedly) dropped down on his knees. Elliott was shocked when the
college ball player parted his smooth ass crack, then pressed his face up
between the cheeks. Elliott nearly came when he felt Armand's tongue
licking across his bare asshole.

"He's already got cum inside him...!" announced Armand, standing up after
tasting someone else's sperm in his mouth.

"Who fucked you...?" asked Kevin, curiously.

"My roommate!" answered Elliott.

"Kew..., then he should be all lubed up already!" reasoned Kevin.

	Armand shrugged his shoulders as he aimed his hooded dick up to the
hole, then pressed inward. "UHHH...!!" gasped Elliott, feeling his ass part
ways for Armand Robinson. He couldn't believe he was being fucked by
championship players as Armand ground his hairy pelvis into his ass before
pulling back and fucking. Elliott was on cloud nine as he arched his back
and gave his ass up to one of the sexiest men in College Ball. He could
feel Armand's dick sliding in and out of him easily, the foreskin from his
uncut island dick acting as a glide as it helped propel movement. Armand
grabbed him by the waist as he fucked in and out of his ass, picking up
speed and slamming his pelvis into Elliott's ass with growing
intensity. Elliott reached down and began stroking himself while getting
fucked, loving the way Armand's dick felt moving through him. He came after
only a few minutes of jacking, shooting his freshmen load all over the
mattress under him.  "Oh yeeahhhh..." moaned Armand, gripping Elliott's ass
tighter as he slammed into him harder, each inward plunge met with an
equally intense grown as he came well deep in Elliott's anal guts.

"Was it good...?" asked Kevin curiously, stroking his soft pud.

"Hell yeah!" cheered Armand, pulling out.

"He accept our offer yet...?" asked CJ, standing in the doorway after
Armand finished.

"What offer...?" asked Elliott.

"We haven't asked him yet...!" said Kevin.

"Asked me what...?" asked Elliott.

"Everyone hasn't tried him out yet!" said Kevin.

"How's his ass...?" asked CJ, closing the door behind him.

"The boy's got skillz!" said Kevin.

"Really...?" asked CJ, massaging his lengthy hardon as he stepped over to
the bed.
	Elliott was mesmerized and speechless when the 6'4" shooting guard
pulled his amazing 12" dark black hardon out into the open. "We'll see
about that!"
	Elliott felt CJ's huge hand cuff the back of his head as he stuffed
his dick into his mouth. Elliott wasn't prepared for how long the shaft was
as it slithered down into the very back of his throat, en-route into his
stomach. He choked as the dick pressed down further than any had up to that
point. "Looks like he still needs practice...!" judged CJ, harshly.

"Give the kid a break, CJ..., that horse dick of yours would choke anybody
the first time!" defended Kevin. CJ said nothing as he gave Elliott a few
minutes to adjust. Elliott composed himself, allowing his throat muscles to
relax as he accepted CJ's horse dick.
	CJ stood with his hands on his hips as Elliott took over sucking,
bobbing his head back and forth expertly as he sucked about half of CJ's
12" python. CJ was just beginning to pull free when Elliott swallowed him,
taking the long hard shaft comfortably into his throat as he pressed his
nose into CJ's pubes.

"Shit...! Now THAT's what I'm talking about...!" cheered CJ, palming the
back of Elliott's head again as he helped bounce it on his dick like a
basketball.

"TOLD YOU the boi has skillz!" glee Kevin, stroking his (now hard)
dick. "Wait til you try his ass!"

"I will...!" said CJ, torn between fucking the boy's ass and coating his
throat. He allowed Elliott a few more minutes of throat pumping before he
reluctantly pulled his spit wet dick free. Elliott knew what that meant as
he was quickly maneuvered onto his back, his legs pressed up to his
chest. "Time to check out the pearls...!" joked CJ, aiming his dick up to
the twice cummed hole. Elliott braced himself as CJ fitted the head of his
fat dick, then quickly rammed the rest of his thick shaft in.

"AARRRRRRRRHHHHHGGG...!!!!" screamed Elliott, feeling torn asunder.

"Any bottom applying to be our frat house pussy-boi ought to be able to
suck any size dick, and take it up the was without alerting everybody
downstairs!" said CJ, pulling back before ramming the final inches of his
erection inward.
	Elliott grit his teeth and bare the agonizing pain of penetration
from a foot long dong.
	CJ ground his pelvis into Elliott's ass, churning his horse meat
around in his intestines. Elliott's eyes rolled up into his head as he was
fucked beyond his brain's comprehension. CJ started pulling back and
pushing in, fucking the hot ass under him as he held Elliott's legs up to
his chest. Elliott could feel the ultra long hard dick sliding in and out
of his stomach, reaching depths no other dick had ever touched. He had
never been fucked so deeply before, and the sensations was starting to make
him feel strange.

	CJ began to pick up the pace after awhile, after stretching the
anus out to fit his monster dong. He fucked Elliott's ass at different
depths, giving him 6 inch strokes, then 10 inches thrusts, and then finally
deep dicking him with the entire 12 rock solid inches. Elliott was never
more grateful for the cum in his ass as it coated CJ's frankfurter and
helped it glide in and out of him easier.
	After 20 minutes of testing the teen's hole, CJ got down to
business and began fucking seriously. He hammered Elliott's hole hard and
deep, plunging his foot long manhood balls deep into the hot waxed
ass. Elliott moaned, groaned, and grunted like a man possessed. He grit his
teeth and cursed up like a sailor, taking dick like a champ as his body was
put to the test. It wasn't often that CJ met guys that could take his 12"
monster, and he was going to enjoy this fuck even if it killed Elliott in
the process.

	CJ twisted and turned Elliott's body in different direction (on his
back, on his side, doubled over, even in doggy position), plowing him with
every inch of his staff. He buried his dick with every plunge, beating a
definite path straight through Elliott's internal mass, straight into his
core. He kept the light skinned cheeks parted so he could watch his dark
dick plow through them, his heavy balls slapping into Elliott with
commanding force, officially turning his male ass into butt-pussy.  "Fuck
it..., I'm gonna cum...!!" announced CJ, music to Elliott's ears as a rush
of adrenaline passed through him, turning him into a cum hungry pig. He
felt CJ plunge into him one final time before the tall dark basketball
player threw back his head and groaned. "Awww fuck...! Daaaammmmnnnn...!"
Elliott felt the dick starting to throb and pulse inside him, the flaring
head shooting cum straight up in his belly, near his heart. It was like
someone had impaled him on a live snake which had burrowed itself inside
him and filled him with hot venom. The sensation was just too much for
Elliott as he had the strange and unusual pleasure of having a piss/orgasm.

"AARRRRRRRRHHGGG...!!" he screamed at the top of his lungs as the duel
sensations of piss and cum ripped through his dick like two fighting armies
on a battlefield. The experience was like nothing he had ever felt before
as the odd sensation made him pass out from the strain, his dick spurting
milky white streaks of piss watery cum onto the bed sheets beneath him...

"Damn..., you killed him!" joked Kevin, laughing at Elliott's ordeal.
	CJ held Elliott's jerking unconscious body up into position as he
finished cuming inside of him. Once when his dick had finally finished
orgasm did CJ let Elliott go, allowing his body to slump down into his own
urinal mess.

"When he wakes up..., tell him he got the position...!" panted CJ, pulling
his soft log from Elliott's spasming hole.

	Elliott's roommate (Kaylon) was more than a little upset to be
losing his daily dick warmer, but was happy that the Jaguars scheduled time
for Elliott to visit his former roommate and take care of his needs while
away from his girlfriend. Meanwhile Elliott moved into the Jaguar's frat
house, where he became boi-pussy for anyone who wanted him. Eventually the
sexual demands of the team began to take a toll of Elliott's classes, and
he inevitably dropped out of school to become a full time bottom for the
team. Elliott had never been more happy than when he was being pounded by
his frat buddies. They fucked him daily, using his mouth and ass as pussy
substitutes whenever the girls around campus wasn't available. They even
took him on away games, making him their mascot as he made the rounds
around the hotels they stayed in. Even coach Brown got in on the deal,
fucking Elliott while on those away games...


END FLASHBACK

	Elliott shot cum all up over his heaving chest and panting stomach
while running two fingers in and out of his throbbing asshole. He collapsed
back in bed, his brow sweaty from the workout as his dick continued to
pulse between his fingers. He could hear himself breathing hard as his
heart pounded in his chest. The cum had already began to run cold against
his hot skin, starting to run down along the sides of his ribs. He grabbed
his cumrag from the side of the bed, then quickly mopped up his pretty
mess.

"Damn..., I needed that...!" he sighed to himself, catching his breath.
	Suddenly hungry, he jumped up out of bed (energetically), threw on
his sweat shorts and an old worn tank top, then made his way out into the
apartment where he headed to the kitchen for something to eat. "Oh shit...,
DAD!" he startled as his father stood in the kitchen, preparing dinner. "I
didn't know you were home already...!"

"Already...?" asked McConnell, looking at his watch. "It's nine o'clock!
You just getting up out of bed...?"

"I...I guess so...!" responded Elliott, surprised by the time. Had he been
in bed jacking off and watching porn all day...?
	McConnell watched as Elliott walked by, then went into the fridge
to search for something good to eat.

"Dinner will be ready in about 40 minutes...!" said McConnell, chopping up
vegetables for a strew.

"Kew!" said Elliott, pulling a bottled water from the shelf before twisting
the cap and turning it up to his lips.

"Elliott..., we need to talk...!" said McConnell, after giving it some
thought.

"uh-oh!" said Elliott, not liking the sound of this.
	McConnell ignored his son's response as he wiped his hands on a
towel...

"I've been trying to rationalize why you would do what you did with
Andy..., but I'm finding it hard to fathom why you would sleep with your
ole man's lover, or your mother's live-in boyfriend...!"
	McConnell caught the surprised look on Elliott's face, having had
no idea his dad knew about the incident with his mom. "Help me to
understand why a boy as bright as you would risk the relationships with his
family just for sex...? Or why you would throw away a college education
just to be used by jocks in a fraternity...?! Why would you reduce yourself
to such substandards...?!!"

"You wouldn't understand...!" said Elliott, walking away.

"Try me!" said McConnell, grabbing his son's arm.

"You'd NEVER understand!" yelled Elliott, ripping his arm away. "You were
NEVER there for us when we were kids! You NEVER heard the names mom called
you! How she damned you to hell for being a faggot! And now I'm just like
you!" cried Elliott.

"Is THAT why you've been acting so destructive...?" asked McConnell,
sympathetic. "You're afraid you're going to hell just like your father...?"

"That's what happens to fags, ain't it...?" asked Elliott sarcastically,
wiping back his tears. "Everyone says so...! Every bible! Every TV show!
Every preacher! Every priest! No one ever says anything good about us! Only
how we'll die of some strange disease and never make it to heaven! If it's
so fucking horrible being gay..., why did god make me this way?! What did I
do to deserve it...?!"

"Elliott..." said McConnell, feeling his son's pain. "...no one knows for
sure what happens to gay people when they die! Surely if god can forgive
murderers, rapists, child molesters, and terrorists..., he can forgive men
who sleep with other men!" reasoned the police captain. "Besides..., a
friend of mine once told me that he believes sex and sexuality is a GIFT
from god, not a curse! That we as gay men are supposed to worship, find
love, and settled down monogamously just like any straight couple! That
it's not your sexuality that damns you to hell, but your behavior! Sleeping
around with various people and letting men use you as a dump is not what
you were put on this earth to be! God accepts everyone who believes on him
and accepts his son as their savior! Everything else..., and I mean
EVERYTHING ELSE, is bullshit!"

"Do you really believe that, dad...?" asked Elliott, curiously.

"I sure hope so, son...! Cause without that belief, what's to keep us from
all inhabiting disruptive behavior and going off the deep end...?" answered
McConnell, thoughtfully.
	Elliott said nothing, but gave what he father said some deep
thought. It certainly made sense in a way. How was everyone else in the
world considered for forgiveness except gays? Did that make sense at all?
"Why don't you get washed up for dinner...?" suggested McConnell, getting
back to his vegetables.

"Okay, dad...!" said Elliott, walking towards the living room. But before
he left, he suddenly stopped and gave his dad a big hug. "Thanks dad!" he
said, before walking to the bathroom to shower and dress for dinner.
	McConnell smiled, forgiving his son of his sins!



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[NOTE: The spiritual conversation between Elliott and his father was
inspired by a real conversation I had with Reverend Roger E. Hayes, who is
an openly gay Pastor with his own congregation in South Carolina. If you
are interested in contacting Reverend Hayes or stopping by his church for
spiritual guidance, you can contact him directly on Facebook. Thank you.
--DOGG]