Date: Fri, 21 Oct 2022 16:47:07 +0530
From: Temjen Jamir <temjentwink@gmail.com>
Subject: Slut from the north east - 2

Chapter 2: The Warden's Whore
Squelch squelch squelch squelch

Temjen regained consciousness to a wet squelching sound filling his
hostel room. The soft early morning light falling into his room
confused him and he wasn't sure whether it wasn't evening instead.
As it happened though, it had barely been 12 minutes since his hot
Punjabi college senior, Shamik, had toyed with his body for a good
while before taking his virginity, fucking his pert teen ass every
which way and making him climax twice in the process. Temjen was
still covered in cum, his own plastered all over his cute face and
smooth chest and stomach, and Shamik's covering his back from his
neck all the way to his soft ass cheeks. The cum had been copious
enough that it hadn't dried yet and Temjen's slim naked body was
practically glistening with it.

And now, within barely a dozen minutes, there was a lewd squelching
sound in his hostel room again, not unlike the sound of Shamik
driving his hard brown 7 inch dick deep into the north eastern
twink's wet boyhole. As a matter of fact, as Temjen slowly started
to regain his senses and take in what was happening, he realised
that the squelching sound was intemixed with a lust-filled mewling
noise from very close by and in a familiar voice.

Squelch squelch annnnhhhhhh squelch mmmmhhhhhhh squelch nnhh
nhhhh nnn squelch nnnnhhuuuuuuuuuu

 Yes, Temjen realised, it was his own voice making those sounds of
keen and unabashed desire. He found that he was rock hard and his
dick was rubbing against his cum-soaked bed as his hips rocked back
and forth. Two fingers were busily working their way in and out of
his cum-filled hole, eliciting both the squelches from that orifice
and the mewls from his throat. The fingers pushed forward in time
with Temjen's hips rocking back and up to meet them and from time
to time the hand twisted and turned as the fingers were inserted,
almost as if to stir his hole like a cup of tea. Another hand was
pressed against his right ass cheek, its fingers spread wide to
grip its slippery soft mass fully and pull it open so that the
fingering could proceed with maximum effectiveness. In a testament
to how expert the fingering of his hole was, Temjen just went along
with it even after he was awake again. If he was still somewhat in
a daze, it was only from the hazy lust of awakening to the
sensation of being opened up again so soon after he had been fucked
unconscious by his senior. His hips lifted and dropped in time with
the fingers stirring him up.

A third finger slipped in and the pace of the insertions increased.
Given how sensitive the recently deflowered Naga teen's body was,
his lust was driven higher and he began to moan in earnest as the
fingers hooked against his wet love chute and lifted his ass
upwards. The hand gripping his ass moved onto his slim waist to
hold him in place as the digits plunged in and out of him more
rapidly. "Annnhhhh annhhh annhhh ahhhh fuck ahhh fffhuuuuuhhck".

"Jamir," a sharp voice said.

Temjen's head snapped around and he looked up behind him, his eyes
widening as he took in the sight. Past his teen ass raised in the
air and bobbing up and down were two dark-skinned hands, one
pleasuring his tight teen hole while the other held his body and
pulled him up. They belonged to the warden of the boys' hostel, Mr.
Yadav. The same warden he had once answered the door for a month
ago while wearing nothing but a pair of small maroon briefs and who
had stared greedily at Temjen's smooth exposed body while he waited
for the boy to fill out a form. Mr. Yadav had dark brown weathered
skin, thinning salt-and-pepper hair, a full moustache that twisted
at the ends, a visibly hairy chest and a round stomach. And he
sure knew how to finger a boy properly!

"F-fuck! Yadav sir! Ah! Ahhh! Wh-what!?" Temjen's hands flailed and
he pulled the bedsheet off of his bed as he struggled, but he was
unable to turn around or right himself because Mr. Yadav didn't let
his waist go.

The warden laughed as he saw Temjen writhe around frantically. Then
he twisted his fingers inside the north east Indian boy and
caressed his prostate. Temjen's legs spread apart and shot
outwards, his toes gripping the sheets as his back arched and he
began to moan from the sensations. "UUUNNNNHHHHHHH! Ahhhhh ahhhh
ahhhh ahhh!"

"What do we do about you, Jamir?" Mr. Yadav asked in Hindi in a
stern voice over Temjen's moans.

Temjen bit his lower lip as he turned his face to look back. A glob
of the cum he had shot onto himself during his recent fucking was
still undried and it ran down from his forehead and cheeks to slide
gloopily off his chin. His usually neat and stylish hair was
dishevelled.

"P-please, sir!" Temjen said in a pleading voice in broken Hindi,
"I-I didn't do anything! Annnhhh! I s-swear! It was Sha-
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I mean, someone else! I didn't want to!
Nnhhhhaaa God, please! Sir, please, what are you- ? AHH AHHHHHHH
AHHHHH!"

Mr. Yadav listened to his moan-punctuated excuse and pushed in his
fingers especially forcefully to cut him off. "You're in trouble,
Jamir! I'm going to have to call up your parents!"

Temjen lay there as his prostate was prodded and pushed at by his
hostel warden and found his mouth open at the sheer pleasure
coursing through his body. The horror of having his parents hear
about him battled with this pleasure and only accentuated it. His
dick bounced under him and a thin strand of his juices leaked onto
his bed and pooled there, quickly being absorbed by the sheets.

Finally gathering his breath, he stammered, "P-please, Yadav
siiiiir! N-no, please don't! Please please! Annnnhhhhhh! I'm
telling you ahhhhh I'm- ahhhh I didn't want to do anything but-
Fuuuccckk!"

Again his pleading was cut off by a set of three stabbing fingers.
His voice growing darker, Mr. Yadav said, "I've dealt with enough
kids like you to know a lie when I hear one!"

"N-no! Sir, it wasn't- AHHHHHHH!"

This time he was cut off by an open palm coming down hard and fast
on his right ass cheek, reddening the bouncing flesh in a hard
spank that made Temjen cry out, spasm and then lay there as he felt
his body trembling slightly.

"But this mess you've made isn't what you're in trouble for,
randi!" Temjen looked back in confusion at the warden, who pointed
at his study table. A full pocket of pot was lying there in the
open, the contents spilling out onto a sheet of paper.

"Shit!" Temjen said.

"You're in big trouble, son!"

"Sir! Ahhhhh!" The fingers slipped out of him and Temjen scrambled
away to sit at one end of his bed and turn towards the warden. He
covered his throbbing erection with one hand and his nipples with
another. Then he saw the big bulge in Mr. Yadav's grey trousers and
his face reddened. He looked up at the warden's cold glare and down
at the obvious arousal in his pants.

"Sir, please!" Temjen said in a low uncertain voice.

"You north east boys never know how to behave yourselves. I'm going
to report this and you're going to be rusticated. Better pack your
bags, ungrateful whore!"

"Sir, no! Please sir!"

Mr. Yadav stepped up closer to the end of the bed and stood a foot
from the trembling naked Naga boy with cum stains all over his
skin. "S-sir..." Temjen mouthed looking up pleadingly at the
warden, and two teardrops ran down from his eyes and over the
cumstains on his face. Something about the situation was making
Temjen's body react strongly. He felt his cock throb intensely over
and over again and without meaning to, he found himself brushing
his abused hole against the bedsheet, leaving him with a tingling
sensation that he didn't know what to do with. His eyes met Mr.
Yadav's cold emotionless ones and he felt small and helpless and...
incredibly excited. He gulped, trying to wet his dry throat. He
knew what was going to happen to him.

"S-sir, please don't tell anyone! I-I'll do anything, sir! Whatever
you wa- ahhh!"

The warden grabbed him by his hair and pulled his skinny body off
the bed and onto the floor, where Temjen went down on his hands and
knees. The Kohima boy screwed his eyes shut as he was yanked around
and heard sounds of unbuckling and unzipping followed by hard, hot
flesh being pressed against his open lips. He opened his pink lips
and the man's hard penis pushed past them and into his mouth. It
tasted weird but he was caught up in the feeling of being
manhandled. The warden's dick hit the back of his throat and for a
moment Temjen felt like he was about to puke, but then he held it
back and was rewarded with the dick's withdrawal. It thrust in a
couple of times again, and Temjen opened his eyes to look up at Mr.
Yadav's smiling face. He got up into a kneeling position and held
onto the man's thighs.

"You're such a complete whore, Jamir!" the warden said, "You really
want this, don't you?"

He pulled his dick out of Temjen's mouth and slapped it against the
boy's nose and cheeks. "You enjoy pleasing real men, huh?"

Temjen nodded breathlessly and his head was pulled back as Mr.
Yadav bent down close to his face and whispered, "You think I
couldn't tell what a bitch you were when you were shaking that ass
at me in your underwear? I knew I'd be getting to use your body
sooner or later but you sure decided to make it easy, huh whore?"

"I-I'm not a wh-whore..." Temjen said, running his hand over his
lips to wipe off the juices.

The warden smiled down at him wordlessly and pushed his face back
onto his crotch. This time his dick went right down to Temjen's
throat and he didn't relent with the facefucking for a good two or
three minutes, pausing for little three second breaks during which
the poor boy barely got a breath in. At the end of it, Temjen's
saliva was dripping down onto his chin and neck and his eyes were
barely open. Mr. Yadav pulled him off his dick and threw him onto
the floor on his stomach, leaving him lying there. Then he stood
over the Naga boy's slim heaving naked form and prodded his legs
apart with his shoes. Temjen complied with his head spinning.

"You have a proper whore's pussy!" the warden said, admiring the
view of Temjen's open legs leading up to his ass and hairless
boyhole. Temjen looked back and saw Mr. Yadav staring at his
exposed body with open lust as he rubbed his dick. "Come on, stand
up now!"

Temjen struggled onto his feet and covered his bouncing erect dick
as Mr. Yadav grabbed him by the back of his neck and pulled him
over towards the full-length mirror at the end of the room. "Look
at yourself!"

Temjen stood there with his shoulders leaning against the warden
for support and a dark hand gripping the back of his neck. His dark
hair was messed up and fell over his forehead. His freckled face
had cumstains while his lips were red, wet and swollen. His chin
was dripping with his saliva and Mr. Yadav's precum. His small
smooth chest was heaving and the front of his body was covered with
little white patches, some of them still glistening as they dried.
And his hips swayed as he tried to stand still despite his unsteady
legs. The five inches of his hard teen dick bobbed in full view and
leaked another drop of his boy juices as they watched. And then Mr.
Yadav's fingers crept in between his ass cheeks and slipped into
his hole again, making him arch his back and stand up on his
tiptoes. His expression in the mirror twisted into an unbelievably
slutty one and his knees came together as he gripped the man's
shirt to keep himself up.

"You're a whore!" the warden growled in his ear, fingering faster
and making Temjen moan as he looked at himself in the mirror.
"Admit it!"

The force of the fingering pushed Temjen right up to the mirror so
he was face to face with himself and gripping the mirror's frame
and the wall beside it to keep himself up. His back was arched and
his hips pushed back to get the full force of the digits sliding
into him. "Go on, look at yourself and admit it!"

"UUUUNNNNHHHH YESSSS! UNNNHH AHHHHHH! I'M A WHORE!" His slim body
trembled and bucked as a powerful orgasm was ripped out of him and
he shot his cum onto his own image in the mirror.

"It's good that you understand."

And then Temjen was pulled away from the mirror and brought up to
the window, which Mr. Yadav opened wide. Morning light flooded in
and Temjen was pushed forward so that his upper body hung right out
of the window and was visible to the campus outside. Temjen's room
was on the third floor and looked out over the trees in the common
space between the hostel blocks. This also meant that he was now
visible to anyone in the other blocks looking towards his window.
Just as he realised this, he felt Mr. Yadav's hard dick push up
against his well-fingered hole and slide into its cum-filled
interior. "FUUUUCK, SIR!"

"You're really going to let everyone on campus know, aren't you?"
the warden said as he ground his dick into the recently deflowered
hole. "Let them all know what a whore you are and how you'll let
anyone fuck you just like that!"

"Ahhhh! Ahhhhh! MMMMMMmmnnnn!" Temjen moaned as he felt the dick
slide and bully its way into him, setting off explosions of
pleasure in his mind. He covered his own mouth with his hand and
held on to the window frame as the warden began to fuck him hard.
His slim body lurched forward with each thrust and anyone who saw
him at the window would easily be able to tell what was happening.
Temjen looked around to see who might be there but only saw a
security guard walking along the road in the distance. Many windows
were open in the hostel block across from his own, but he couldn't
see anyone in them what with his boyswitch being hit over and over
again. His legs had grown weak and were about to give way when with
a huff and a grunt, Mr. Yadav came inside him and pushed him right
up so that he was hanging out of the window all the way up to his
lower waist. The warden gave a few more pumps, pushing in deeper
each time. And Temjen felt himself cum again with a scream that was
muffled by his own hand. Then the dick pulled out of him and the
hands holding his hips let him go. Temjen collapsed in a pile onto
the floor of his room lay there with the warden standing over him.
Mr. Yadav squeezed his rod and a few more drops of cum fell out of
the tip and onto Temjen's face and hair.

"You like serving men," Mr. Yadav said as he looked down at the
ravaged north east Indian boy at his feet. "I think you're going to
be popular around here, so it's better if you figure out what
you're good for."

Temjen opened his mouth but couldn't think of anything to say. He
was still out of breath.

"And now, for your whore's fee. I should actually be fining you
since you're doing drugs on campus. And from how much you enjoyed
this, you don't actually deserve to be paid anything at all. But
I'm feeling generous, so here." The warden pulled out his wallet
and fished around before dropping a two rupee coin on the ground.
It clinked around before falling still and Temjen was left staring
at it with his mouth open as the hostel warden who had just
violated his teen ass walked out of his room without looking back.

"Make sure to call your parents and tell them you're taking care of
yourself!" Mr. Yadav said, opening the door and leaving Temjen
freshly-fucked and lying naked on the floor beside his two rupees
fee.

End of Chapter 2
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In chapter 3, Temjen has to deal with the fact that his recent
adventures are getting known around campus.