Date: Sun, 9 Jul 2017 15:31:05 -0500 From: Bruce Turner Subject: Lynn XI Readers please support Nifty, we need this place even more as the political climate gets more negative. I say this with all the fear I have about changes I see happening around me and the deportation of my regular piss donor. While this chapter is longer than most it is not the end of the story, Lynn will be returning from his parents and school will soon be over for the boys. Josh is still at the Vet's but that too will change in coming chapters. Again, if you are not of age to read about alternate sexuality, in this case piss and bestiality, find something that exercises your imagination. Lynn XI "Joey, go play with your own ass, he had pulled the back of my pants down and was licking away like a sex crazed teenager. We need to find out what happened when the cops went into the space next door." I had been looking around the room while talking to Lynn and Joey, Lynn was right, our lives might be on the line and it was no time to be training Joey to submit to dogs. He looked pissed but started picking up clothes, I had learned long before that Joey also had a touch of OCD and if under pressure he would attempt to make his surroundings into as neat a place as possible even if he had to start from scratch and go over it twenty times. At the first trip he took to the already overflowing clothes basket he called us both over to see where a bullet had skimmed the top of the dirty clothing and gone through the wall and on into the bathroom. That was two walls before it landed in the bathtub and was laying there completely spent waiting for someone to collect it. Joey wanted to pick it up but I stopped him and ran back to our door and called for a policeman. Lt. Blondie was in the hall and came in when I said there was something to see. I was glad to see he was alive, he did have gauze and wrappings on his forearm but he seemed to be okay. When he saw the bullet in the tub he told us to leave it be and went to find a detective to come collect it. "Lynn, have you checked to be sure Josh wasn't shot." The Doberman that would normally have been checking out everyone that entered our room had been laying on his blankets and watching but not moving. Had the shooting scared him? Where there too many people around?" Was something wrong? The detective that walked into the room had been in the hall between the firemen and me. I was glad to know there would be no way he could have seen anything but I wasn't so sure he hadn't heard me talking. After he saw the bullet he called in another detective and they began an inch by inch search of our room, by that time Lynn had learned that Josh had been hit in his front left leg and was losing a lot of blood. The police were not too sympathetic towards Lynn or Josh and it took some sorting out until one of the firemen stepped up and helped out. He was an EMT that had been working in the space next door and was getting ready to leave. "Detective, may the dog's owner leave with me to take him to the vet?" "He can't leave until he's been questioned and we haven't started questioning anyone yet. Will the vet accept him if you take him in?" "I don't know, but the dog needs to be taken care of. It will be the first time I ever drove the ambulance to a vet's office, it may be the first time he ever had a dog show up in an ambulance. "Don't worry, I'll get him taken care of and let you know what the vet says." He collected Lynn's phone number before leaving. Before Josh was off the fifth floor the three of us were separated. Lt. Blondie took me to the RA's room at the far end of the hall, Ted was in the hall with the greater mass of cops and firemen giving them answers to questions that any freshman would have been able to answer after their first month but they were strangers and needed to learn quickly. I kept looking while I was lead away but I didn't see Willie's brother. "Lt. was the cop you came to my room with the first time shot?" I couldn't think of any other reason he wouldn't have appeared at some point. "He's dead." The man didn't express any emotion while telling me that fact. What had happened in the shoot out next door? How many more were we going to learn were dead? "He left his dog in the police car. Sarge needs to get out, you know those basics, human or canine, piss, shit, run, eat, etc. Who is going to get the dog." "No one has been able to get close to that dog, Sarge won't let them get i8nto the car or him out." He was shaking his head at the dog's actions, I could tell he had some experience with the dog. "If the lock down is over you could take me down there and I'll get him to come up with me." I was trying to be as cooperative as possible, maybe he would give me what he had given Lynn before the day was over. "You know Sarge?" "I spent an evening with the dead cops' brother. I got to know Sarge fairly well." How well I couldn't tell him but I didn't think he would be that upset from the way he had acted so far. "Maybe after you have been questioned I'll ask the detectives." I thought he was being dismissive but I still had hope for Sarge. "Lynn, could probably get him to come up here too if he is questioned first." I spent the next three hours in the RA's room. At first I watched his TV, it was a treat (I didn't have one in my room) until every station turned to the news here at the university with the reporters telling nothing but rumors and outright lies. There were no facts being leaked except for the one about there being dead cops. After I turned the TV off I looked around Ted's room. I wanted to see if the stories Joey had heard about an Iron Cross and other debauchery were true. At first I couldn't find anything, when I pushed at a full length mirror beside his bed it opened up like a door. Behind the mirror was a room set up for whatever kind of sex Ted was interested in that day. I saw my first Iron Cross and more whips and paddles than I had ever seen in a XXX store hung as neatly as if they were for sale. Hanging on the inside of the door were about twenty dildos from little more than four inches long to one that was more than fifteen inches long and as thick as my wrist with wildly pronounced veins. AS I studied the dildos I was shocked to see that there were two that were meant to replicate dog dicks There wasn't a bed in the room, but there was a bench in the center of the space with hand cuffs attached at the four corners. I knew I shouldn't have been in there but curious I checked out everything. Some of the things I thought might be interesting to play with. The bench intrigued me, it would have been perfect when Lynn and I were with my parents' neighbors' dog, it would have been so much easier holding up the Mastiff with that bench under my chest. I would have to clue Uncle Hank in about the bench so he could enjoy Caesar more if his husband had allowed him to submit to the big beast. I had to try it out even without a dog; when I laid down it became obvious what the hole in the center was about, I dropped my pants and my cock and balls dropped through the hole. I wanted to get Lynn a photo of the bench and took a selfie while laying there with my dick hanging below me wishing Caesar was there with me. "Dean, I'm sorry we've made you wait so long but we have been having trouble determining who was who in the space next to your room." There were unidentified bodies? Why didn't they have one of us attempt to help them? "When did you learn that something was happening in the room next to yours?" "It was two or three days ago." I steadied myself for what I thought was going to be a rough time. "How?" He really didn't seem that excited about anything I might tell him. "Lynn found a hole in the wall at the foot of the bed and when he looked through it he could see a camera on the table. He told me about the hole, I started asking if anyone knew how to get into the room." "Who did you ask?" It was the first time there was actually any interest in his voice. "The Senior RA on the fourth floor. He suggested I ask the Resident Dean. Neither of them knew how to get in or at least they didn't tell me how." "Did you stop asking?' "We went on lock down so there wasn't the chance to ask anyone else." I was hoping I was remembering it correctly, I was sure that they would be asking Lynn to verify what I had to say. "Did you do anything about the hole?" "Lynn had covered it with a dictionary and after he showed it to me I piled up books in front of it." At least that I was sure of. "Do you know why anyone might want to spy on you and take pictures with a camera instead of their phone?" "Why? Not really. I don't think we are that interesting." "Maybe they want naked pictures of you?" "Detective, my sophomore year here someone put spy cameras in the locker room the swimmers and divers use. There are so many picture of me naked out on the internet that anyone that wanted a picture of me could get one with much less trouble than shooting them through a hole in a dorm room wall." "Maybe picture of you having sex?" "I can't think of anyone that would want those." Of course Lynn's brother might, they probably knew where they could sell them. "Why, are there pictures like that on the internet, too?" That was a little too personal but I knew I need to answer him or I would become a suspect. "Yes. There are stills and videos." I hated admitting it to the detective but I guess he would find out some way if I didn't. "Would you have known if you had a stalker?" It was the first time I had even thought about the possibility and I shook my head. "Someone that was following me and shooting photos?" I thought that must be what he was thinking. "Yes." The Detective looked at me like I was slightly retarded for not following his line of questioning. "I think I would have known, I haven't had anyone making nasty calls or leaving letters or causing me problems with anyone else." "Let's talk about the people we have identified. Do you know a Willie Reynolds?" "Did he live about thirty miles away and work at the Denny's at exit #256?" I had never heard Willie's ;last name but for some reason Reynolds sounded like what I had imagined his name to be when we went to his home. "That is him." The Detective was looking at me intently now. "He was the brother of the cop that first came to our room." I hated the idea that we were talking about a guy I had hoped that one day Lynn and I would consider a friend. "Did you know him well?" "No. Met him at the Denny's and then a week later spent a night at his house with my boyfriend getting to know each other." "Do you have a reason to kill him?" Even if I did, would I bring him from his home and leave him next door? "Me? Hell, no, detective. Lynn and I were talking about driving over there to spend some time together as soon as I had a two day break from training, we both liked him and had enjoyed our time with him and wanted more." Of course I couldn't tell him that what we wanted more of was his ass and piss. "Do you know a Jefferson Wells?" Man hearing that name was a shock. "That could be Lynn's older brother. Is he dead, too?" I supposed there were more than one Jefferson Wells in the state. "He is. Do you have a reason to kill him?" I debated how I should answer that but choose telling the truth. "I hated him. He abused Lynn as a child and back around Thanksgiving he and Antoine grabbed Lynn and took him up into the Garfield National Forest and left him in a cabin, disabling his car so he was stranded. They had rigged the cabin with cameras, microphones and speakers. They were blackmailing him into performing sex acts for a web site that they were collecting money from, basically pimping him out to the public. "I had spent at least two weekends a year camping with the three of them so when we were sent home at the beginning of December I called Lynn to arrange a time. He invited me to the cabin, that sounded good to me since I had decided that I wanted more from him than just friendship and spending time together in a secluded cabin would let me find out what he felt, too." "You wanted sex?" "I did, but I also wanted love. I've known Lynn and his brothers since I was about seven or eight. I've always felt closer to Lynn than anyone else in my life, even my family. "I got there and found out that I was put in the middle of the blackmail sessions. Lynn and I had almost every kind of sex imaginable and it was all broadcast on the internet for anyone that wanted to pay to see it." "That must have made you angry." "Somewhat, but you have to understand that I had gone to the cabin hoping that Lynn and I would have sex so I wasn't that angry but did want to get him away from his brothers" I don't know whether he believed that my anger was not enough to lead to murder. . "You wanted to get him away bad enough to kill them?" "Maybe, but I haven't seen them except one evening at my parents house and they were with their parents, my mother had wanted the families to get to know each other better. Not exactly a killing field, more Norman Rockwell Christmas Eve dinner. Lynn and I snuck out of the house and two days later out of town and got back here without ever having to see them again. I think he had one call from them but I'm not too sure about that." "So you knew Antoine Wells also?" "He was right there with his brother every time I saw him." "And Frank Spenser?" "He's on the swim team." I was ready to believe he was the one killing people, after what Lynn said and having been in the locker room with him. "Was on the swim team." "He's dead?" Now that was more confusing, he didn't have that close of relationship with any of us. "Yes. What else do you know about him?" "He was a prude. He tried making trouble when ever anyone was even thought of being sexual before marriage. No one on the swim team liked him, even his cousin thought poorly of him. You will be questioning his cousin later, Joey was in our room." "That's all you know about him?" "Joey told us that he is a championship pistol shooter, I knew he was a rifle champion from when we were eleven and he beat me in the state junior championship match. Joey said he had at least two brothers, he may not have mentioned others." "Did any of these men know each other?" I tried thinking about how any of them would have known each other but I couldn't come up with any possibilities other than them meeting Willie at the Denny's like us. "I may be back. The Lt. is going to take you downstairs to see if you can get officer Reynolds' dog out of the car. He said you had met the dog before and had volunteered to try it." "Yes, the night I spoke about at Willie's house." The Detective looked at me as if he knew what I had done that night. "There won't be anyone wanting the dog, Officer Reynolds and his brother were orphans since they were in their earlier teens. If you can't get the dog to cooperate he may have to be shot." I hated that idea, Sarge was a good dog that knew how to treat a man, especially with his tongue. I didn't know how we would be able to have two dogs in the dorm but I promised Willie and his brother I would do my best for Sarge. "Ready to give this a try?" The Lt. had entered the room as soon as the Detective left. "I need to get a jacket, gloves and hat." "We can't get into your room, borrow them from whoever has this room." I didn't like the idea of borrowing without telling Ted first but I di it anyway. It took me a few minutes to find gloves and a ski cap, Ted's jacket was large on me but zipped up I hoped it would keep me warm enough. "He's not going to know my scent with all of Teds clothing masking it, I may have to strip it off at the car." "That's the way he would know you." I felt there was more than a simple response from the Lt. There but couldn't read between the lines enough to understand what. "What do you mean?" "I saw the pictures on the walls in the room next to yours." Lt. Blondie said that as matter of factly as you would say I say the color of your jeans. "What are you talking about?" I really had no idea what I was about to hear or I probably wouldn't have pressed him at all. "Didn't the detective tell you? Two walls in that space were covered with pictures of you and your roommate having sex with each other and dogs." I had a hard time not collapsing under that news, this beautiful man knew that Lynn and I allowed Josh to fuck us and that we sucked his dick. It was too much, I wondered what he thought about the idea that I was trying to get Sarge out of the car, would he think less of Officer Reynolds, could he guess that I had already had sex with Sarge? I guess that didn't matter, did he think less of Lynn and I, Lynn had already swallowed his piss so it might make a difference to him. I felt the need to know more. "How many pictures, Lt.?" "At least a hundred. They weren't all the same dog. I think some of them were Sarge and then there was a Husky?" "Malamute." "Right, you really looked like you were enjoying that." What could I say. "I did. I haven't been involved with dogs for that long but I really enjoy being mounted when a dog knows how to fuck and he did. It is like having a man that knows how to fuck as opposed to one that doesn't." I was looking directly in his deep blue eyes as I said that, I knew Lynn wouldn't allow me to try the man on for size but I wanted to see what he would say. "Don't be flirting with me, my husband would get pissed if he even knew I gave your boyfriend a full load of piss." Saying that he blushed. "That was hours ago, if you need to piss again I am available and willing." I gave Lt. Blondie the jacket and went to the car shivering but happy to see the big dog. Sarge didn't need my scent, he remembered me by sight instantly and jumped from the car and licked my face before running off to take a piss and a shit. He came back to me when I was standing in the doorway to the dorm. The three of us went to the fifth floor without saying a word, the Lt. checked to see if my room was available but it wasn't and I went back to the RA's room where Joey was waiting for me. We were left alone, I tried to comfort him about the loss of his cousin but my mind was on what I could say to Lynn when we were together again. He might not have had a loving, brotherly relationship with Antoine and Jefferson but they were still family and that meant something to him and their deaths were something that only he could or need to explain to their parents. I had no idea how much he would say when the time came but I promised myself that I would support him through the ordeal. "Dean. Is this the dog you were talking about that you and Lynn shared with that Willie guy you got to serve you piss in a restaurant?" He was petting Sarge but hadn't risked reaching for his cock or balls. We had told him about bout stops at his work place so I wasn't surprised Joey made the connection. "He is. Are you ready to try sucking dog dick?" I knew that Joey liked to suck dick when he had something bothering him and a cousin's death would certainly qualify. From what I remembered about Sarge Joey should be satisfied. "Ted or the cops might show up." Was he actually worried about getting caught or was he chickening out on what I had thought he had convinced himself of doing? I opened the room I had been exploring before, Sarge lead the way into it and Joey followed me with his tongue hanging out. "Get undressed. I'll close the door." I had seen a slide bolt that would make the room difficult to enter and planned on locking us in, that should give Joey time to get dressed should anyone show up. I watched Joey undress slowly, thinking about how often that had happened with him closer than he was now, and how many times I had touched his naked butt and dick. He was sitting on the bench, Sarge liked the access he had and didn't take any time to start licking Joey's balls and then his cock as it got hard. "Like that?" "God, yes. Why haven't I ever had a dog of my own?" I wondered why everyone didn't have their own dog. "Sarge is getting ready for you to get onto his dick, too." I could see the red bone poking out about three inches and if Joey didn't go for it I was going to. "Lay down with your head hanging off the bench." It might feel awkward to him at first but it was a position that Sarge could easily understand and I was sure he would fuck Joey's face. The dog stepped up and had his dick pressing against Joey's lips as soon as Joey settled down. "Now take it easy, Joey. Don't suck hard, get your lips pressing down on him and let him start fucking your mouth." Joey started to say something, I watched Sarge's half swollen dick slide in until his sheath hit Joey's lips. The handsome dog didn't wait any longer, he started humping his dick in and out rapidly. I didn't envy Joey the feeling on his lips but having that dick thrusting into his mouth and most likely into his throat had gotten me hard enough that I thought about fucking Joey, he had asked me to fuck him hundreds of times before, I finally succumbed. I grabbed a tube of lube from a shelf, hanged my pants over the biggest dildo and went back to hold his legs up far enough that Sarge could lick at his dick head. Joey was gagging as the big dog pumped cum into his mouth and throat but suddenly that didn't matter to me. Watching Sarge hump his face had me turned on so much that the asshole I was looking at needed just a dab of lube and I stabbed the first two inches of my dick in. Joey tried to buck up off the table but with Sarge over him and me holding his legs in the air there wasn't any where to go. As he fell back another two inches went in and surprisingly Sarge turned without pulling either his dick or knot out of Joey's mouth. He is my friend but he had begged to be fucked and had begged to do a dog so I pounded his ass like he was a pro. By the time I stopped cumming Sarge was laying on the floor licking his dick so I stuck mine in Joey's mouth and told him to clean me up. After a few minutes I told him to get on his knees, he was compliant and kneeling there held his head tilted back with his mouth open which I then used for a urinal. "Dean, is this what sex is like between you and Lynn?" He had a smile plastered on his face that made him look like a fool. But with piss running down his chest I kinda liked it. "That was a mild version of what sex between us is most of the time. But there are other times when we are soft and loving." Right then I needed one of of soft and loving moments I thought Lynn would too. "Thank you for introducing me to the idea or having sex with a dog. I loved the taste of dog cum but I think I really want to have a dog fuck me." There was nothing I could say that would change his mind. "It will happen before you go back to the fraternity house." As soon as the police and campus admin left I was promising myself that Lynn and I would definitely introduce Joey to the joy of having a dog dominate him, Sarge would be ready by then. "But Josh isn't here. Oh, you mean Sarge." He had stopped looking at me and was carefully looking at the dog he had just sucked off. I think I could see his butt giving little twitches like his anticipation level had gone through the roof. "It looks like he is staying until I can make other arrangements unless you take him to the frat house?." I really couldn't even start to think what I was going to do with the Belgium Shepard, I doubted he and Josh would be able to live close together. If he did thre would probably be too much testosterone in one room. I hoped Sarge could go with Joey but doubted the fraternity would permit it, they were very preppy. "What is this room?" "You told us about Ted wanting a full time slave. I think this is where he brought those guys that were so freaked out by what he did to them." I think I would have freaked out as soon as he opened the door, the guys he had brought here obviously had been forewarned to some degree. "Do you really think anyone could take this huge dildo?" Joey had moved over to the door and was running his hand down the length of the monster. He looked like he was seeing Heaven for the first time. "Not me, but maybe someone. My Uncle Hank is not that much smaller than that and Lynn was able to take his whole cock down his throat. He is a little thinner and maybe an inch shorter. So if no one else, maybe his husband could take it." "Do you have any idea who did the killing?" It was an odd turn back to the subject that had brought us here, the elephant in the room that would be bothering us for the near future. "No, do you?" Joey always had some thoughts about anything that came close to affecting me so I didn't doubt that he would have something to say. "It had to be someone that was hot for you or Lynn." After the questions the detective had asked I was fairly certain the police had the same idea that Joey did or was that the other way around? "But we have nothing to do with either of the fraternities that were hit." That had been part of the equation that really confused me, Willie, Jefferson and Antoine could all be chalked up to a weird jealously or revenge. "Did the Detective tell you anything about how the guys in the room next to you were killed?" It sounded to me like Joey was fishing for information I didn't have. "Nothing. You?" "Two of them were killed with a knife and the other two were shot. He didn't say which were which. I hope Frank died fast not bleeding to death from stab wounds." Joey had always had a soft spot, I didn't doubt that he wouldn't want the cousin he didn't like to suffer "The detective didn't mention anything about the shootout after the police broke into the room. Did he tell you who shot the two cops?" "He said they still didn't know his name." I wanted to know more about what had happened that bullets were found in my dorm room but it was pretty obvious the cops were going to try to keep what they knew to themselves. At least for now. "Why don't they ask us to try and identify him?" "I think they may have been asking Lynn to do that. He was going that direction when they brought me here." That sounded cruel to me if his brothers were really two of the dead and they were taking him to the place where they were laying. Why Lynn and not me? I should know everyone around here that he knew. I couldn't think of anyone that would have held strong enough thoughts about either of us to go this crazy. "Joey, do you know anyone that hated your cousin bad enough to kill him?" "Chuc downstairs, the RA on the fourth floor, and he used to fight every time they saw each other. But, that was two years ago. I don't think they were still that hateful towards each other but I don't know. Chuc thought my cousin was a bitch that was trying to steal his girlfriend. When Frank moved into the fraternity house and Chuc became an RA they both stopped talking to the girl that caused the problems. You never know, Chuc could have held a grudge." "Maybe, but it doesn't seem like Chuc would have a reason for the other deaths, he knew which fraternity Frank was in right?" "I imagine he did. Frank wasn't shy about letting people know." Lynn was right about that, Frank had boasted about the fraternity anytime you tried having a conversation with him about anything University related. "And I can't imagine it was anyone that knows Lynn, if they did why would they kill someone else with the same name, they wouldn't have been hoping to get the right Lynn accidentally, that just sounds bizarre." "Dean, I really think it was someone that had it out for you as a couple." It was the first time I had heard anyone express that but I had been getting that feeling for the last few hours. "I never had any one other than you that wanted a relationship with me. At least as far as I know." At lest no one that I had ever had sex with, none of my tricks had ever mentioned wanting to go any further. "That's not true. Mr. Ellis, your Greek teacher always wanted you." "How do you know that?" If he had ever made a move on me I was totally oblivious, I don't think I ever had a conversation with him that wasn't about Greek or Greece. "Why else would he come to every swim meet and leave as soon as your event was finished? I've seen him watching you in the cafeteria and following you to the library." I was sure those were all accidental occurrences, Mr. Ellis is at least ten years my senior and constantly on campus as an adviser or monitor, he ate in the cafeteria because there was no one to go home to. "If he was doing all this he would have known who Lynn is, so he wouldn't have mistaken two different Lynn's in the fraternity houses for my boyfriend." "He might, I haven't seen him since we were sent home in December. Have you seen him?" "I think I saw him at practice twice last week." "When you were diving in your thong?" Joey stcuk his tongue out like he often did if I was in less clothing than a speedo. "Yeah, why?" "That could have pushed him over the edge in his desire for you." Come on, really? My butt is nice, nice enough that I often get comments but not Tom Daley nice. I couldn't imagine anyone looking at my butt and being inspired to do anything especially murder. "If he is laying in there Lynn wouldn't know him. But if they had asked Ted to take a look he would have know him, he was in his class the year ahead of me. Ted talked me into taking him for an instructor instead of Dr. Jinx." "Were they friends?" "I don't think so." I remembered seeing Ted with him at an early Junior year mixer the department held. That was the only time. Ted didn't come to the swim meets that I knew of, we had forty percent of the school attending so it would have been easy to miss him in the crowded bleachers, but I hadn't missed the fact Mr. Ellis was always there. "Joey, we need to look around Ted's room to see if they had more of a relationship than I know about, I don't think Ted is involved in this but it is possible he and Mr. Ellis are in it together." I hated the idea of searching the rooms more thoroughly than I had earlier but with an idea what I was looking for it made more sense. "Neither of them was in the room beside yours that we know of. Ted was out in the hall." At least that meant that he wasn't a cop killer. "If they were the killers we are still not safe. Don't you think the killer died in the shoot out with the police?" The only things we found in Ted's room that suggested any possibility of a connection was a pistol in the night stand. We didn't find anything with my name or Mr. Ellis'. There was a recent photo of me in the locker room walking to the showers. I could only tell it was recent because of the color the lockers were painted, that had been changed between first and second quarter classes. I didn't remember it being taken. I know I would have asked whoever to wait, my dick was more than half hard. "Why would he have this picture? And how did he get it? I never saw Ted in the pool house." I wasn't happy about the idea that my RA was hoarding a naked picture of me. I was ready to go to the resident Dean but again I had found it where I shouldn't have been looking. "Dean, while we were looking for something to be here, there is something missing." Joey had gone back into the sex room while I was looking around out front. "Look here, there is a collar missing. And I would bet that empty hook is supposed to be holding a leash." Joey was pointing at the wall like we should have seen that, much earlier. "So he was in the room next to us." That was an easy jump to make, but he could have lent them to someone else or they could have been stolen or they might never have been there to begin with. We had evidence but no way to prove that it meant anything. "I would think that is what we're seeing." "Joey, for this you have earned the right to have Sarge fuck you." I like giving him positive feedback, Joey gets down in the dumps quickly if you don't. "Right now?" I couldn't believe how anxious Joey was to get dog fucked. For the four years I had know him he had so often kidded me about fucking him that now that I finally fulfilled that desire for him he was already off on the desire for a dog that seemed to have taken over his entire mind, truthfully he had been obsessed on Josh before this. "Not now. Once all the police are gone from the floor and I am back in my room. Sarge does fuck harder than Josh, but he really isn't that good of a fucker. It would have been better for your first dog to have been Josh but I guess Sarge is going to get your ass first." "I didn't think you would have found this room that quickly. So now you're going to initiate Joey into your sick dog fucking, I wondered how long it would take if we didn't get the two of you separated." How we had missed the outer door opening and having Ted walk in I don't know. What I could tell was that he wasn't pleased with us being in his private space. I thought we were going to have a difficult time getting out of there, when I saw the gun I realized that it was possible that I was not going to. "Since you boys intruded and invaded my private space I think it is time for you to dump your clothes." "That's not happening, Ted! I'm not getting naked for you." "Not for me you stupid bitch, you're going to get naked for Mr. Ellis, he will be here," Ted looked at his phone, "in about three minutes. He will be so pleased to watch this big dog fuck you. He has already watched Joey suck your dick but having him do that while you are being fucked by a dog, that is sure to get him horny enough to eat my ass. It is a shame that his ass eating ability is going to be wasted on you but I've wanted Joey for a slave since the first time I saw him. "He thinks Joey is almost as good looking as you and has tried to convince me that he would make a good slave, willing to do anything I told him. I hadn't expected it so soon, but I guess we are going to see about that, tonight. "Just look at your friend, he is already naked and on his knees waiting for my order to suck your dick. He's already done that so many times that having me ordering him to do it won't mean much, will it Joey?" Joey didn't look at either of us or answer Ted, although I think his head drooped a little as he listened to what Ted was saying. I couldn't tell what was going through Joey's mind but his body had tensed up like he got when he lost an easy swim match up. That told me he was angry but I couldn't tell what he wanted to do. I hoped he didn't do anything foolish, the gun Ted was holding looked deadly and I didn't want to lose my friend. "Joey, start taking Dean's clothes off.," I wanted to resist but I needed time to think of something we could do to get out of here, especially knowing that there was going to be a second opponent appearing within seconds. Joey had taken my pants first but had left my socks which felt strange while being held at gunpoint and knowing that whatever was to come wasn't good, I know that sounds as odd as it felt. "Why isn't Sarge protecting us?" Joey whispered in my ear, he had seen too many movies where the dog came to the rescue but Sarge wasn't that attached to either of us and I remembered that his training had been cut short because he was failing. "Leave my shirt alone, asshole." At the same time I yelled at him I pushed him so that he fell over the bench and left Sarge and I on the same side as Ted. I had hoped that I didn't hurt Joey, but it was the only way to get either of us close enough to any of the toys that Ted had hanging on the walls that Ted wouldn't think was deceptive. Even if he didn't know what to do with a whip or paddle the noise was sure to startle Sarge and if he went after Joey the disturbance would give me a chance to go after Ted. I should have said something to him when I pushed him but I didn't have time to tell him the plan. He got up off the floor swearing like I had never heard him before. Somewhere in the string of profanity must have been an order that Willie's brother had been teaching the dog because he launched himself at the gun and the next thing I knew was I was screaming from the red hot pain in my ankle. More importantly I saw that Sarge was standing over Ted with teeth bared and a constant growl coming from his throat. Ted couldn't move, the gun he had held on me was now in Joey's hand. I was glad he had it, like I had told Lynn and Joey I couldn't have hit a target at five feet; under pressure I wasn't sure I could do it at three feet. "Dean, call Lynn and get the police down here." I had hit the numbers but had yet to speak when Mr Ellis pushed open the wall covered with whips and finished coming up the steps into the room. I really don't remember much of what was said in the next few minutes. I do know that Joey had made it evident that he was holding the pistol close enough to Ted so that if he pulled the trigger there would be brains splattered everywhere in that room, definitely all over Mr. Ellis and me. "Why did you kill all those people?" I don't know what made me ask that right then, I definitely wanted Lynn to know we were with the killer but I wanted to know the answer also. "We were protecting you Dean. All those people knew you are gay. Those guys at the fraternity were going to spread the word before your next diving tournament. Lynn at the other fraternity? He had heard from Willie about you drinking piss and was going to corner you in the locker room before practice today." "I don't believe you know what you're talking about." "The two Lynn's told Ted when he was whipping them. I heard the fraternity boys talking in class when they were supposed to be practicing in the language lab. "Listened to you and Lynn talking about his brothers through that hole in the wall and then lured them up here with the promise that I would help them get the two of you off campus. Willie wanted to come see you and offering him a ride when he was waiting on me was simple." I was having a hard time believing any of this but I was hoping that Lynn had been able to get the phone to one of the detectives and was on his way to rescue me. "My cousin?" "He was just an asshole. It was easy to get him to come here hoping to find out more dirt on Dean.." "Even if this is all true, neither of you was in that room when the police went in. What happened?" "I messed up trying to kill Willie. The cops said he came to and saw them holding guns on him and started to shoot a pistol he had taken from Antoine or Jefferson. I doubt he meant to kill his brother but you never will know. He killed three policemen before collapsing due to a bullet in the brain." "Ted, I am so sorry but I guess this means that the pair of them will have to die, too." Right then the police ran into the room, guns drawn and the pair of killers was taken down and then taken out. They took the next few days trying to sort out what happened. I thought we had the story from what the professor and Ted had told us but it started unraveling when we learned that the shooter that killed three policemen was not Willie but was Jefferson. The next thing that didn't fit the story we had been told was that Frank had brought Willie to campus, not to see Lynn and I but to watch the swim meet that was to happen that weekend. About a week later Ted admitted that he and the Professor were role playing and had hoped to keep it going long enough to ensnare Joey. Ted had seen him at a swim meet our freshman year and had been trying to seduce him ever since. He did want to turn Joey into his personal sex slave. With the professors help once that was accomplished they would try to ensnare me for Mr. Ellis, the intention was much the same. Watching Lynn and I having sex with Josh had been exciting for the pair and they had often had sex in the space next to my room watching me under Josh. Frank had told Willie he had a room for him to stay in, that turned out to be the room next to mine. First Frank found that there wasn't a bed in the room and had contacted his fraternity president about Willie staying in their house. The cops think it was after that when Frank saw the photos of us, he stabbed Willie to death and shot himself in the head out of guilt. The medical examiner said that happened the day before the police broke into the room. I was tired of all the mess and without Lynn being there I asked the Resident Dean to move me away from the scene of such mayhem. He was definitely mentally losing it but after being reminded about what had happened he gave me a room on the first floor that hadn't been used in twenty years. Rumor had it that the room had been used once after being converted from the old infirmary. I didn't care what it had been or about any of the ghost stories, I needed to get away from the stench of murder. I didn't dive in the meet the weekend immediately after the deaths. The coach wanted me to show up and try but there was no way I could even think about the moves necessary to climb the tower let alone push myself out into the air. Joey competed, for the first time in his life he finished last in a field of eight. He was in my dorm helping me bring things down from the fifth floor when Lt. Blondie showed up. "How are you two doing?" "Okay, I guess." "Where is your other roommate?" "He is at his parents' home attempting to explain or comfort his parents? I really don't know what he can tell them that will make their loss any less. I would have gone along but I didn't think they would want to see me after hearing any part of the story." "You are probably right. Especially after what the dept is going to release this evening on the news." "How can it get any worse?" "By being public? The blackmailing story will be told to the press along with the arrest of the owner of the web site that hosted the sessions they used to make a living. Jefferson and Antoine hadn't stopped when you and Lynn escaped, they had two other younger boys that they were also working. One was a cousin and the other lived next door. From what I have seen it was one of the raunchiest sites on the internet. The boys were involved, at least by threat, in piss, blood and shit, I don't think there were any dogs on that site. "If that was all I don't think there would be a press conference. The dept. is also going to lay out their theory of how everyone died and who killed who. Jefferson and Antoine will be named as the killers that did the six fraternity members and the rapists of the two boys. They were stupid and didn't use condoms." "So there are no doubt they were the rapists?" "That is correct. The one victim came out of his coma earlier this week and confirmed their identities." "Has the fifth body been identified?" "This morning his body was identified by his parents. He was the neighbor to Jefferson and Antoine. We're not quite sure why he was brought here but it seems logical that the brothers were going to attempt getting him involved with the pair of you and by extension you dog." "Will our lives ever get back to normal?" I was almost crying, there was nothing I wanted more than to srawl under a blanket with Lynn and stay there for a week. "You think your lives were normal when all you were doing was drinking piss and let dogs fuck you? Dean your life hasn't been normal and probably never will be." "But all this drama?" "If it gets to be too much while you are here my husband said you can come stay with us. It turns out my husband enjoyed watching you and Lynn on the PC, especially when you were giving each other piss. Thank you for opening up our sex lives." I couldn't believe the number of people that had stepped up to offer Lynn and I a place to stay, the most surprising was Uncle Hank, he told me that he would rent us a hotel room for the few weeks until graduation as long as I promised to come live with his husband and him when we left the school. I was going to try the new room, if I was still too upset I would think about what offer I would take. A place that had room for two dogs would be best. "Lt., would your husband allow you to feed Lynn and I your piss?"