Date: Sat, 2 Jan 2016 16:49:00 +0000
From: Brian Porter <birdflies@outlook.com>
Subject: Becoming my Flatmates' Bitch part 10

Becoming my Flatmates' Bitch

By Brian Porter <birdflies@outlook.com>
M/m/M+, college, group, reluctance, non-reciprocation, mild domination
(one-way sex).
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Part 10

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Today I woke up and thought that it's been almost one week since my pc
broke. There was an empty spot in my desk and I couldn't miss it more. I've
been using Brian's and Kurt's laptops for my work but sleeping without my
jerking off sessions, without watching my favorite porn, women pleasing
themselves by fingering and licking each other's pussies, was driving me
crazy. All I could do about sex was jerking off my flatmates who were now
taking forever to cum. I was tired and unhappy. At the same time, I have
now realized that not only Kurt, but also Brian would spend a lot of time
staring at my lips. Sometimes they would focus so much on my lips I'd have
to look down or to my sides. Well, it really didn't matter. How could I
complain about this? I could hide my lips but I still had my asshole there
for them to stare as much as they wanted. Kurt never mentioned anything
about sucking his cock again, and he didn't need to bother coz I wouldn't
really put my mouth on their dicks. I could have my hands burning and sore
for the rest of my life but no dick would go inside my mouth.

One day later, I came back home from my photography class and found both
Kurt and Brian on the couch stroking their dicks while I heard voices of
women moaning on the TV. They were jerking off for a porn.

`Hey glad you returned. Strip and come here coz I don't like to stroke my
cock anymore' said Brian stretching his legs and leaving space for me to
kneel down.

I took off my clothes and tried not to look at the TV. That was too risky.
I could get hard with a quick glance at a woman being fucked. I put myself
in my position and took Brian's dick with my right hand as usual and
started to stroke him. He rested his arms behind his head as he watched the
porn. Kurt took the remote control and turned the volume up with those
chicks moaning as if they were having multiple orgasms simultaneously. My
head started to imagine what they were doing, it's been so long since I
last watched a porn I thought I was going crazy. As I stroked Brian, I
couldn't manage to stop my imagination and I knew the worst was about to
happen.

`Hey look' said Kurt to Brian, `his asshole is squeezing like crazy'

Kurt ran to put a chair close to my ass and forgot the porn on the TV. He
seemed amused watching my hole squeezing involuntarily as my dick was
slowly hardening.

`I knew it. He's a fag. Finally he's showing who he really is' Brian said
tapping my head with his hand. `I really knew it. I'm never wrong'

`I'm getting hard because of the porn on the TV' I tried to defend myself.
I didn't want to be considered a fag if I wasn't.

`Bullshit!' Brian said. `You're getting hard because you like my dick. You
dig my body like a little horny bitch'

`Yeah, Brian is right' said Kurt excited as he returned to his place on the
couch next to his friend. `C'mon, gimme your left hand. I don't mind it
feels weird to have your left hand stroking me. I want to feel it now'

I started jerking the both of them at the same time, feeling that my hole
was squeezing as my dick was about to explode inside those small
jockstraps. I felt that I was getting so horny that I was jerking them with
the same desire I had when I jerked off myself. And they definitely felt
how much I improved that day. Kurt lifted his t-shirt and started touching
his nipples while he watched my face and, more specifically, my lips. Brian
was still watching the TV but he didn't seem focused. He was daydreaming,
thinking about stuff I couldn't imagine. I was also focused on their
cocks. My hips started moving as I tried to feel my cock rubbing against
the fabric of the strap. I needed to cum so bad.

In the meantime, I heard the door being unlocked and then Adam coming
in. He saw me there, kneeled down, holding two dicks while women moaned on
the TV. It was visible that Brian and Kurt were having a very good time.

`Hey guys, why everything seems more enthusiastic than the usual today?'
asked Adam.

`Our friend here got hard stroking us' Brian answered absentmindedly.

`Yeah, he's so hot he can't stop squeezing his hole for us' Kurt, on the
other hand, was visibly excited.

`Really? Let me see that' Adam asked before sitting down on the chair that
was placed close to my bum. I felt him leaning closer to my ass and even
his warm breath touching my bare ass when he spoke `Man, this is so hot'

I heard Adam unzipping his pants and stroking his big tool as I jerked the
other two. It was obvious that the three of them were staring at my
squeezing asshole. I thought it should be very entertaining. I rushed my
hands and Kurt started to spurt his jizz allover the towel on his belly,
much faster than usual. He looked fun when cumming, something like a man
having a stroke or a heart attack. His muscles would contract and relax in
constant spasms of pleasure, till the excitement subsided. He removed the
towel and threw it by my side, reminding me I had to wash it. Adam stood
up, took a towel that was in a box I left close to the dinner table and sat
by Kurt's left side. Adam was a quiet man and never asked me to do
anything, he'd just wait for me to read his mind and imagine what he
wanted. He was there, showing his dick to me and it's obvious he wanted me
to touch it.

I stretched my arm to reach his cock but then I had a big problem. Since
Kurt was in the middle, my face got close to his limp dick. I wanted to
complain, but Adam was there and he'd probably think I was a bitchy
tease. I could smell Kurt's cum in his dick that didn't take too long to be
hard again. Damn, I had to be careful not to have his hard cock touching my
face. Kurt knew I was struggling not to have his cock touching me and he
made my life harder when he slid down a little bit on the couch, making me
lift my head and look up. It was a complete disaster when I felt his cock
touching my chest, to Brian's and Adam's amusement. Kurt held his cock and
rubbed it in chest and nipples. He was rubbing it so nicely I started to
feel even hornier. My nipples were normally very sensible, but after so
long in cum denial, it was way more sensible. I was trying not to let it
show, but that was just impossible. I moaned a little bit and Brian woke up
from his daydream. He saw what was happening and smiled. I think that was
enough to make him cum, which he did without announcing. I felt his cock
throbbing and at least eight volleys of cum fell on the white towel I had
placed on his belly. I felt a lot better when I let go of his cock, but
Kurt asked me to stroke him again and so I did. That night I think I stroke
each of them at least three times. My hands were killing me when I finally
went to bed.

As I was there looking at the ceiling, I decided to touch my hard cock. I
put it out the strap and started stroking it. I was trying to remember of
the chicks filling their pussies with dildos and mainly when they fingered
and tongue fucked each other. I loved to do that. Not that I had a lot of
experience but the few I had made me sure of that. Putting my mouth in a
pussy was one of my greatest pleasures. However, as I tried to focus on
those scenes, my mind would still insist in showing me those guys' dicks. I
battled against my thoughts but I couldn't do anything. I just couldn't cum
thinking about cocks, and all I could see were cocks. I still tried once
again, but I saw nothing but cocks. Dicks everywhere. I gave up and decided
to sleep like that. It wasn't easy but somehow I managed to.

On the next day, I decided to buy some porn magazines. I think no one else
would do that, but I thought I didn't have many other options. My dick was
rock hard and I couldn't even concentrate anymore. After my classes, I went
to a newspaper shop not far from uni and bought one that had a hot woman on
the cover. `That will do' I thought. I rushed back to the campus and my
flat, where I found Brian watching porn with his dick pointing upwards just
like yesterday.

`Hey, nice you're here. Come and help me with this' he said pointing to his
dick.

`In a minute. I just need to go to the bathroom first' I rushed.

I was moving to the bathroom when Brian asked me to stop.

`Why are you taking your bag to the bathroom with you?' he asked still
stroking his dick but much slower now.

`Oh, I got some stuff here'

`What stuff?' I felt like I was a criminal being arrested, being
interrogated about some crime I've committed.

I didn't know what to do, so I thought there would be no harm to show him
my magazine and make clear I wanted to jerk off.

`You thinking about jerking off? You can't do that' he demanded. He
couldn't say that. Who the hell did he think he was?

`What? Why not?'

`Because how will I know you're stroking for the chicks on the magazine or
thinking about my cock? How will you know? Don't you think about my dick
when you touch yourself?'

He was right. I didn't want to, but I always ended up thinking about their
dicks. Sometimes I thought Brian could read my mind and get inside my
thoughts.

`Dude, everything we're doing here is not only for us to be sure you ain't
no fag, but also for you to be sure you ain't one, right?' he asked me, but
he didn't want an answer. He just wanted me to keep his words in my mind
and change my behavior.

I don't know why, but he made me confused. Now I wanted to know if I was
becoming gay since I couldn't stop thinking about dicks. Even if I tried to
think about pussies, I'd think about it for some seconds and then I'd see
dicks and more dicks in my head. Brian took my silence as a yes.

`I know you're intrigued. You got hard yesterday and I can see you're hard
now, but that happens to anyone when we don't relieve for too long, so it's
ok. We can't say you're a fag because you got a hardon. But if you jerk off
and cum thinking about dicks even for one second, then it definitely means
you are a fag. A submissive bitch who dreams about cocks' Brian had to give
details to make me feel even worse than I already was.

`And how can I know I'm not?' I asked as I felt I wanted to be helped. I
was agreeing that I wanted him to teach me how not to be a fag.

`I think we need a new deal. Let's say that till the end of your previous
deal with Kurt you won't be allowed to touch your little weener. Well, only
for pissing or shit like that. If you manage to do that, I think it'll mean
you can control yourself even if you can't stop thinking about cock. Then
the deal will be over, you won't be seen our cocks anymore and you might
forget about it and get your life back. But if you cum now it'll mean
you're jerking for dick, and this is very gay. You'd be proving you're a
whore who loves dick'

That sounded crazy and so nonsense but I thought he was right. I had more
two weeks till the end of the deal and I thought I could hold my desire to
get off. It wouldn't make me any harm to wait another 15 days.

`So, what do you say? Deal?' he asked.

`Deal' I replied not so sure about what I got myself into.

`Great, so you won't jerk off for two weeks. Well, with this I mean not
stroke yourself coz you still have to jerk me and the guys as you promised
before. Now gimme this magazine you bought and strip' he ordered.

I gave him the magazine that he put on his side and I'd never see again. I
took off my clothes and got in between his legs. I started stroking his
cock with my right hand and caressing his balls with my left, as he
instructed me. I couldn't see my asshole but I'm sure it was squeezing as
my cock was hard as rock. I thought that all I needed was to wait for more
two weeks and this nightmare would be over, however I couldn't be more
wrong.

I think the situation has never been worse and, two days after my latest
pact with Brian, I was sure I wouldn't be able to go on like that. I
couldn't stroke my cock for the next two weeks and I still had to keep
stroking the three of my flat mates whenever they wanted, as many times as
they wanted. My cock wouldn't get soft anymore. It was hard all the time,
didn't matter where I was. When I was jerking off the guys it was obvious
that I was very hard, and they were now more excited than ever. As the
classes were about to finish for the winter break, we'd stay at home almost
all the time. I had promised I wouldn't go out till the end of the deal,
and it seems they had no intention to leave either. Even Adam now would
stay more in our apartment, because he needed to go out only at night for
his shift in his job. All of this meant only one thing: they would keep my
hands busy all the time. I had to touch dick whenever I was awake, having
breaks only when I went to bed. And even when I was sleeping, sometimes
Brian or Kurt would come into my room and ask me to jerk them off. If
someone was cooking, I had to kneel near the sink and get them off. When
they were eating at the table, I'd have to stay under the table and move
from one dick to the other until all of them had cummed. Even if I was
eating I would eat with my left hand, which was very hard, just to keep
jerking them with my `good' hand.

Needless to say that my hands were again killing me, but now my cock was
even worse. It was constantly throbbing and oozing so much precum my
jockstraps needed to be washed basically everyday. I wasn't sure anymore if
I could keep myself from jerking off for the next weeks. I didn't know how
to explain this to them, but I had to.

In certain evening, when Adam had just left for his work and Brian and Kurt
were eating at the kitchen, leaning their backs against the benchtop as I
was kneeled in front of them jerking their cocks at the same time, I
decided to talk.

`Guys, I think I have to say that maybe I won't be able to keep my promise
till the end' I've never felt so bad about saying something like that to
them. Usually, I'd be way more explosive and just say whatever I wanted,
but I knew I needed them to forgive me and let me get out of our deal.

`Why?' they asked together looking down at me.

`Because I don't know if I can keep myself from jerking for two weeks. It's
been really tough, I'm hard all the time. I can't even sleep properly
anymore' I tried to sound exhausted. I needed them to feel sorry for me.

`Why not?' Brian asked, somehow pretending he was worried. But of course he
wasn't.

`I'm too horny, I can't stand this situation anymore' if I was an actor,
I'd start to cry. But I never acted well.

`Unh... I know what the problem is' Brian said.

I looked up at him as I kept stroking his dick.

`You became so used to stroking our dicks that you don't even think about
what you're doing anymore. I'm sure that if you concentrate on what you're
doing and think that when you are stroking us you are stroking your own
cock, I'm sure you will feel relieved without touching yourself. You'd get
off by getting us off'

`Yeah, I'm sure this would help' said Kurt, following Brian. Kurt never had
ideas of his own. He always needed Brian to suggest something first and
then he'd just support his friend. `Most people get off by giving pleasure
and not receiving it. Maybe this is your case. You should try that'

`And how should I do that?' I didn't believe in that bullshit but I had
nothing to lose.

`It's simple. Hold our dicks not thinking you're doing us a favor, or being
angry about it. Hold them as if you're holding your own weenie. Course
we're much bigger than you, but use it in your favor. Pretend your weenie
became much bigger and you now have a true dick in your pants. Think about
how you'll be able to please all chicks that you fuck. Think about them
always coming back for more because of the real man's cock you have now
between your legs. Look at our cocks and think you like them and you wanna
please them' Brian knew what to say. `They don't look bad, they are
actually nice, aren't they?'

I looked to their cocks and tried to do as I was told. When I focused, I
held them tighter and stroked them slower. Up and down, I could see precum
oozing from the tips, and I felt their warmness and how the guys were being
pleased by my hand. Somehow, it was nice to know they were feeling good
because of me.

`Aren't they nice?' Brian asked again, trying to get me going. He needed to
know if I was accepting his ideas and going deeper with my submission.

`Yeah' I mumbled.

`You like them. You wanna give us pleasure and you're doing a good job'
Brian insisted.

`Am I?' I asked in a whisper.

`You are. But you know, there's something you could do that would make me
and the other guys even happier' Brian slowly put his hand on my head and
pulled me towards him.

`What?'

`If you wrapped your lips around our dicks'

When he said that I think I woke up from a dream. I moved away from him,
but my hands were still around their cocks.

`No, I won't do that' I protested. I told them I'd never do that, and it
pissed me off when they insisted.

`Why not?' Brian asked.

`Yeah, I told you before' Kurt said. `You are already jerking us, so
there's no difference whatsoever. Plus, think that you will be able to give
your hands some rest'

`No way. It's oozing precum from the head. I would throw up for sure' I
didn't know that, but the idea alone already made me sick.

`Well I can't do anything about that really. I can't stop it from
leaking. But there's a part that doesn't ooze or leak anything' Brian
smiled.

`What?' I shouldn't ask but I wanted to know what they had in mind.

`The balls, of course'

`Do you want me to put your balls in my mouth?' I asked already knowing the
answer.

`You don't need to put them in your mouth. Just try to kiss the sack. I
think that will be enough' Brian stated, putting his hand on my head again.

`Yeah, look at our balls, they are smooth, clean, and I could bet they
smell very nice' said Kurt holding his balls towards me.

Both of them had big sacks. They weren't huge but were proportional to
their long dicks. They were indeed shaved, clean and didn't look bad.

`As I said, try to think you're doing this to yourself and you will enjoy
it a lot. You'll even forget you're doing this. Everything will become much
easier for you. Plus, you don't have the excuse you don't' wanna taste our
juices because you won't be tasting anything. Only our skin'

`I don't know, this is wrong' he had me and he knew it. When a guy doesn't
say no, he's thinking about the idea. That's more than enough to know that
all they need is just a few more words to have them convinced.

`It's no big deal, Chad. It's just skin. There's no precum whatsoever. It's
like you're kissing me on the cheeks or something. Many guys kiss others on
the cheeks. The difference here is that you ain't kissing my cheek but my
balls. Do you wanna see? Kurt, kiss my cheek' Brian looked now at Kurt.

Kurt didn't wait to give a quick kiss on Brian's left cheek.

`See? No harm, he's no less man because of that, and you won't be either'

Well, it was only a kiss, I thought. Brian's hand on my head forced me to
look down at his dick. I lifted his cock and saw his sack hanging
there. That shouldn't be so bad, I thought. Slowly, I approached my head to
his balls being careful not to have his dick touching my face. Very
quickly, I touched his sack with my lips and returned to where I was.

`See? Do you feel less man because of that? Did it hurt?' Brian asked me.

`No' I didn't feel less man after kissing his sack, but I couldn't deny it
has been one of the weirdest things I've ever done.

`Try mine then. So you can be sure how fine this is' suggested Kurt.

I looked at his sack, it was darker than Brian's. I lifted his dick with my
left hand and very quickly gave it a kiss.

`There you are. You did and it was great, wasn't it?' Brian said again. He
was trying to make me believe in his words by repeating himself.

I wasn't sure about that but said `yes'

`Yeah, I'm sure it was' said Brian tapping my head gently with his
hand. `Come back here. You can kiss it more, I'm sure you'll like it. Kiss
it as many times as you can and then tell me how great it is'

He was now not only tapping my head but actually pulling it towards his
sack. As my lips touched his balls, I started kissing them again. Many
times now. He wouldn't let go of my head as he hold it there close to his
balls.

`Dude, kissing balls is great, isn't it? Anyone can see you like it. And we
like when you do that too' continued Brian. `Now try the same with Kurt'

Brian moved me by my hair. He pulled my head away from his balls and pushed
it against Kurt's crotch. I quickly lifted his dick upwards and had my lips
connected to his sack. I started kissing it again, my lips touched his sack
for a long time. Slowly, Brian released my head and I returned to where I
was still stroking their dicks that now looked much harder than before.

`You love it, dude. Look at his eyes, they're shinning' Brian said to Kurt.

`Yeah, they really are. Anyone can tell how much you love it' Kurt smiled.

`I don't know' I said hesitantly .

`You don't know? C'mon, look at my balls' Brian said and I turned my head
to his side. I did look at his balls as I held his cock against his
belly. `Now think how beautiful they are. The sack and everything. You like
it. You feel like kissing it. Wanna see? Kiss them again'

This time, I didn't need his hand to guide me. I approached his sack with
my lips and kissed them, as many times as before, maybe more. When I was
done, I returned to where I was and looked at him.

`Now you say you don't like it? Just fucking say you like it, bitch' Brian
didn't want me to think about my actions. He needed me to repeat his words
so many times they would become true. He was planting the seeds of
domination in my brain.

`I like it' I simply repeated him.

`See? I knew it! But think with me. When you're kissing a girl, do you kiss
her like that? You just touch her with your lips? Does that satisfy you?'

`No' I mumbled again.

`Course not, right? So tell me, how you like to kiss her?' Brian asked
me. Now he wanted me to speak. He wanted me to say what I should do next.

`Using my tongue?' I tried to guess what he was trying to say.

`Exactly. Now think that my balls are like a chick's lips. You want to kiss
her. You know she'll like it and you also know you'll love it. You know
that your cock will love when your tongue kiss her mouth'

I don't know exactly why but he was being so persuasive that I really
thought about a chick's lips. Maybe I was just nostalgic and horny. I
missed chicks a lot. My whole body missed the times I'd kiss them.

I felt his hand guiding my head again and I closed my eyes as I lifted his
dick before kissing his balls, thinking they were the lips of a hot chick
I've just met. I pressed his sack with my lips as I kissed it deeply. My
tongue would travel from one ball to the other. I opened my mouth wider as
I'd be doing if I was really kissing someone. When I did that, I felt that
one of his balls had entered my mouth. I was panicking but Brian held me
there to stop me from getting away.

`That's great, bitch. Don't take it out. You're liking it and she's loving
it as well. Think about that. Focus on that' I blindly agreed with him and
kept sucking his balls. `Don't stop jerking my cock'

I realized that I had stopped the motions with my hands, so I started
moving them up and down again while I sucked on Brian's balls. I don't know
for how long I was doing that but I think it has been more than five
minutes. It was so entertaining that I didn't feel his cock throbbing.

Unexpectedly, he moaned loudly when I felt cum splashing against my hair
and my back. I removed his balls immediately from my mouth as I got back to
my senses. Brian was still in ecstasy when he looked down at me. I felt cum
all over me and that was disgusting. It was slicky, gooey and so warm. I
was dirty.

`Dude, that was awesome. You were great' Brian praised me with a huge smile
on his face.

`You cummed on me, that's disgusting' I complained as soon as I let go of
his dick. But my left hand was still holding Kurt's dick.

`What's the problem with cum, bitch? It's just cum. You cum, I cum, all
guys do. It's just water with some stuff inside. And think positive, you
won't have towels to wash. You just need to take a shower and you're done'

`But...' I didn't agree with anything. Damn, he cummed on my body and now
he'd force me to accept his cum on me every time I stroked his cock.

`There's no buts. You liked my balls, and they like you, so they just
showed you their gratitude. Just fair. It's just like when a chick cum when
you're tongue fucking her. There's liquid too. It's the same thing'

`It's not like that...' I tried to say but he interrupted me.

`It is like that. And Kurt is a witness. We both saw how you enjoyed
it. You know you like it, so stop the bullshit. And as you liked it so bad,
every time you stroke us from now on you will have our balls in your mouth
and cum on your body'

`Hey, I didn't agree with that' I had to impose myself, but how could I do
that from my inferior position on my knees, looking at them while I had
their dicks in my hands.

`Yes you did. You showed how you like this, so this is part of the deal
now. Remember this is about you, not us. Now go on and do the same with
Kurt. Just like before, think about a chick's lips and go for it'

Now I felt not only Kurt's hand pulling me against his sack, but Brian's
hand too. Soon my lips were kissing Kurt's sack and just like before I
tried to imagine I was kissing a chick. I felt his balls getting inside my
mouth and I didn't stop. It was pointless to argue or to try to change
their minds. When I last expected, Kurt was cumming on me. I felt it
falling on my hair again but now some ran to my face and I held it from
going lower with my hand.

`It was great' said Kurt. `And you know you liked it too. You should feel
happy, now you will have a lot of balls to suck and get off'

He was really right, I would taste balls and have cum all over me all the
time from now on.

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End of part 10

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