Date: Sun, 27 Dec 2015 23:04:21 +0000
From: Brian Porter <birdflies@outlook.com>
Subject: Becoming my Flatmates Bitch part 8

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 08

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Four more days to go and I'd be free from Brian and his dick. At that day,
I was studying in the library when I received an email from the residential
service telling me that someone else would be moving into the apartment, a
guy named Kurt. He had been chosen to share the bigger room with
Brian. When I thought about Brian, I remembered I had made a deal with him
and I had to wear nothing but a jockstrap whenever at home. I
panicked. What would this new guy think after seeing me walking butt naked
around the house? I've been worried before, thinking that Adam wouldn't
understand my new outfit, which fortunately he did. But I knew Adam for
quite a long time so that was a completely different story. I didn't know
this new guy and things would be much worse.

At the same time, I thought for one second that maybe the situation could
rather get better. Maybe I wouldn't have to jerk off Brian anymore, since
probably we wouldn't be staying alone in the apartment anymore. I sent
Brian a message on my phone asking if he received the email. He replied
saying he did and it was alright. I said we needed to talk. He replied
saying that we could, he was in his room with his new mate already. I was
in shock. According to our deal, I had to be wearing only underwear even if
there was someone else in the apartment. `Damn', I thought. I'd have to
meet this new guy butt naked or I'd piss Brian off.

I went back to the apartment and saw Brian's door closed. I took the chance
and quickly moved to my room. However, not too long after that I heard him
yelling to me `Come over here and meet our new mate'

My heart was beating fast whilst I removed my clothes till I had nothing
on, but my jockstraps. I slowly opened the door and, as I entered the
living room, I had my eyes wide opened when I saw who was there talking
with Brian. That was the same guy who talked to me when I was at the pool
almost one month ago. The same guy who said I had a nice ass and suggested
I should be a fag. The one who played rugby with Brian. Both of them were
there, standing in front of the TV, fully dressed and laughing loudly as
they saw me approaching.

`Chad, this is Kurt. Kurt, this is Chad' said Brian introducing me to the
other guy.

`No need for introductions' said Kurt `We've met before, right Chad?'

`Yeah...' I said quite pissed. What the hell was this guy doing here in my
flat? That was definitely Brian's idea.

`I saw him at the pool and I had to go and talk to him, because I couldn't
take my eyes away from his nice ass' Kurt continued. This time I didn't
know what to say. I hated when people started talking about my butt. Last
time I yelled at him and got away, but now I was butt naked and he had
become my flatmate.

`Brian was telling me you like to walk only on jockstraps when you're
here. He asked me if I'd agree with that. And course I did. That's nice to
know, coz I really like watching your ass, and I'll be able to see it
whenever we're here, right?' he said with that huge disgusting grin on his
stupid face.

`Well, not for so long. I think that by the end of the week I'll be walking
fully dressed again' I said now staring at both of them. They should know
that the show would be over soon.

`Why? I thought fags liked to show their asses to jocks like me and Brian'
said Kurt laughing again.

`I ain't a fag. Not sure about you who enjoy watching another guy's ass' I
answered defiantly. Kurt, however, didn't look pissed at my comment. He
just pretended he hadn't heard anything.

`That's not what Brian told me. I've heard you're a cum rag fag' he was
still smiling and enjoying my reactions.

I looked at Brian so angry I thought I could kill him.

`Hey, chill Chad. On my first day here I told you I had to tell my buds
that I got a fag as flatmate and you said I could do whatever I wanted,
remember? So I told my best bud here' Brian was also looking relaxed while
enjoying the show. I was their main act.

`To how many people have you said that shit?' I asked trying my best not to
jump on his neck and break it.

`Only him' Brian answered still smiling as if that was a big joke.

`Bullshit. What about all the other guys staring and laughing at me?' I was
sure the whole school was looking at me. I was also convinced that Brian
had spread gossips I was a fag all over the college.

`Man, I dunno anything about it. If there's anyone else staring at you,
it's not my fault. I swear'

I really didn't know if he was telling the truth. I never really knew if
those guys were really looking at me or if I was imagining things. I didn't
have an argument against it. I think I calmed down a little bit when I
thought the situation wasn't as bad as I've thought.

 `The only problem, Chad' continued Brian `is that I've tried to explain to
Kurt here that I'm starting to believe you might not be a fag as you don't
get stiffy when you stroke me but he won't believe me'

`What? Have you told him? You promised you wouldn't tell anyone I'm
stroking your dick' Damn, I've just confessed I was stroking him. I blushed
and shut up. Kurt, on the other hand, didn't seem surprised.

`I had to. I had to convince him you ain't a fag. And I didn't say I
wouldn't tell anyone that you've been stroking me. I'm just trying to help
you. The thing is that he doesn't believe me'

`Yeah, I can't think you ain't a fag, sorry' said Kurt. `You should see how
you shake that ass when you were walking around the pool. I think you'd
twerk like a champ'

`I don't shake my ass when I walk' I protested.

`Yeah, you do all the time. And the point is, Brian can think you ain't a
fag, but I can't. I'll have to go out and tell my buds I'm living with a
fag and that he is not only walking around only in jockstraps but also
touching and stroking my friend's dick whenever he can' Was Kurt
blackmailing me?

`But I do that because he asked me to...' I said knowing that Kurt wouldn't
believe me.

`Chad, I told you that touching me was enough. That was all you had to
do. But then you had to put my cock out yesterday coz you were just so
curious to see it. Admit you wanted to do that' Brian said in a very
demanding way.

`Of course not, I just didn't have other option' And I kept confessing that
I've done all of that in front of Kurt. I was doing everything Brian wanted
me to do.

`Course you did, you had your winter gloves with you' Brian got me.

Damn, he was right, I haven't thought about it. I had it by my side. Why
haven't I thought about that?

`Yeah, that's proof enough for me to think you're a fag, mate' said Kurt.

`But I am NOT' I yelled. That talk was making me extremely nervous.

`So prove to me you ain't just like you've been trying to prove to Brian'
Kurt suggested with a renewed and even bigger grin in his lips.

I was angry, my hands were sweating and my legs shaking. What could I do?
Kurt opened his legs and I could visibly see the outline of his cock under
his pants. I couldn't believe it. I'd have to touch and stroke another cock
for four days. The situation was worse than before when I started stroking
Brian. At that time, I'd have Brian's version of the story against
mine. Now, I had two versions against mine. I knew I didn't have many
options. Without thinking too much, I stretched my right hand toward Kurt's
crotch and touched his dick over his jeans. I think I looked like a cheap
whore, touching his dick without being told exactly what to do.

`Oh, that's nice' Kurt smiled at me. `But as you yourself confessed, you've
touched Brian yesterday without the pants in between'

`But that was a mistake...' I said with begging eyes trying to persuade him
not to go further on this.

`Maybe it was, but how can I know you ain't a fag if you ain't doing what
you really like? I think that you might only get off by touching a dick
with nothing hiding it' Kurt was talking exactly like Brian. I wondered how
long the both of them spent talking about me.

Brian agreed. `Yeah I think the same'. Of course he did.

`So here's the deal' I heard Kurt saying. `You'll be touching and stroking
me and Brian for the next month...'

`No way, it's been almost one month already. It finishes in four days' that
was the fucking deal. I had memorized the calendar. I've been counting down
the days for one month. I couldn't start all over again.

`Dude, I don't care about what happened before, I wasn't here to
certify. Now you're proving to me and not to Brian. As he needed time to
make sure you ain't a fag, I need some time as well. If you keep jerking
both of us for one month and don't get hard, I'll believe you ain't a fag
and won't tell anyone. So how's it gonna be?'

I didn't know what to do or to say. I was still thinking when Kurt and
Brian unzipped their pants and fished their cocks from the flies. Soon both
of them were pointing their hard dicks towards me. Brian took my right hand
and put it on his dick as Kurt did the same with my left hand. Kurt's cock
was a little smaller than Brian's but as thick as his. I got two hands full
of dick now.

`That's it' said Kurt. `But I wanna sit down'

Still holding my hands the both of them walked backwards towards the couch
and sat very close to each other. I had to kneel down to jerk the both of
them when they finally released my hands.

`Now we just gotta check if he's getting hard by watching him in that
mirror' said Brian pointing to the mirror below the TV.

`And how it works?' asked Kurt a bit intrigued.

`Well, all you gotta do is to check the reflection of his asshole. You
know. To see if he's squeezing it like a little horny whore' Brian laughed
as he looked at me stroking his cock.

`I see' said Kurt. `The first sign a guy is getting hard is when he starts
to squeeze his hole. But I can't see it very well. You should separate your
legs a bit further, mate'

Somehow, I was already expecting that request. I did as he asked and now I
was afraid I couldn't keep myself in that position for too long because my
legs started hurting.

`That's better, but I don't think I like to be jerked by his left
hand. He's right handed, right?' asked Kurt to Brian, as if I wasn't there.

`Yeah he is. It might be really bad' Brian commented.

`I think then he should concentrate in only one of us at a time. Once he's
finished with you, he comes and stroke me'

`It sounds ok to me. And besides, it feels great when he strokes you with
his right hand and holds your balls with the left' Brian was glad to know I
could hold both his cock and sack. I started to understand the problem I'd
have from now on. I'd have two horny guys to touch and stroke and not only
one. Everything would become much worse.

`Unh... it sounds interesting. So focus on Brian now, and then you come to
jerk me' Kurt stated.

When he told me that I crawled to my place between Brian's legs, still
holding his dick with my right hand as I put my left hand under his balls
as I've done other times.

`Yeah, that's what I like' said Brian, putting his arms behind his head and
closing his eyes.

Kurt, on the other hand, was still watching me and slowly stroking his cock
while he waited for his turn. Not too long after focusing on Brian, I
remembered I needed a towel because they'd be cumming soon. So I quickly
went to my room and brought one towel to cover his chest.

`You should bring more towels' suggested Kurt. `I don't want Brian's cum
touching my chest. And I'm sure he wouldn't like mine touching him'

 `No way' Brian replied as he opened his eyes again. `And I'd bring even
more towels because if we want to cum again I don't want old cum touching
my shirt'

`I don't think I have that many towels' I protested. What did they expect?

`So go out later and buy more. It's your job to think about this shit'
Brian ordered in that domineering way I was becoming used to.

I went back to my room and brought more three towels. I didn't have other
towels besides the one that was in the bathroom and I was using to dry
myself.

I put one over Brian and the other over Kurt and finished with Brian who
folded the towel and threw it away. Then I moved to Kurt as I adjusted
myself between his legs. He made me open more my legs so he could see my
hole better. I did as he wanted, because I knew it could help him to cum
faster and started pumping his meat. He was visibly enjoying it when I
heard a voice coming from behind me.

`What the hell is that?'

`Shit, shit, shit.' That couldn't be true. That was Adam's voice. I'm sure
my heart stopped for a minute. I tried to let go of Kurt's dick but Kurt
held my hand there. He wouldn't let me go, it didn't matter what. So, there
I was kneeling down with my asshole completely exposed, holding the dick of
an unknown guy on the couch while my other flatmate was touching his limp
dick on my other side. I tried to say something, give an explanation, but
when I looked back at Adam, I realized there was nothing I could say to
make his change his mind that I wasn't a cheap, worthless fag whore.

`He's proving to us he ain't a fag' said Brian as if he was talking about
the score of a football match on the TV.

`Yeah, he says he's not gay so we asked if he wanted to prove it to us by
stroking our dicks. If he doesn't get hard for one month it means he's as
straight as the three of us' Kurt finished explaining. He grabbed my hand
that was wrapped around his cock and made me continue my stroking, as if I
could pretend Adam wasn't there looking and judging me. I still wanted to
explain myself, Adam was a friend, I've known him for quite a while. That
was the most embarrassing moment of my life.

`I see' replied Adam. Yes, that's all he said, which made me even more
nervous. That was just unexpected. Nobody sees what I was doing, and listen
to that crap and says `I see'. Adam approached me from behind. I looked
back and saw him taking a close look at my ass and sitting by Brian's
side. Now the three of them were there looking at me.

`Don't stop your work' said Kurt as he kept my hand moving with his own
hand. I kept jerking him but my mind was elsewhere far from there.

`So you might be, Kurt, am I right?' asked Adam to the guy whose dick I was
stroking. Adam definitely received the e-mail from the residential service
saying we'd be having a new flatmate.

`Yeah, and you Adam. Nice to meet you' Kurt lifted his hand towards Adam
who avoided touching it.

`Sorry, but I can't touch the hand of a guy who was holding his dick' Adam
made a disgusted face.

`Oh I didn't touch it at all. Only our mate Chad here who has, I swear'
Kurt laughed and then looked at me. I felt like the three of them were
looking at me. They looked bigger, taller, stronger and I was there on my
knees like a cheap nothing.

Adam laughed for the first time and decided to shake hands with Kurt who
started watching me again. `Put your left hand on my balls as you did with
Brian'

I did that when I saw Adam unzipping his pants. `Oh, shit, that must be a
joke', I thought.

`I think I want him to prove he isn't a fag to me too. Because seeing from
here I think he is' said Adam showing a still limp dick that seemed huge
even soft. Adam didn't sound as rude or demanding as Brian and Kurt, but I
felt like I had a lot more to prove to him than to the other two.

`But tell me,' Adam continued, `how d'you see if he's getting hard from
where you're sitting? Coz I can't see much'

`Well, we see the reflection of his ass in that mirror. I think if he gets
hard he'll start to squeeze his asshole as blood pumps into his cock'
replied Brian looking to my ass in the mirror.

`That's a good idea. But now that you ain't alone I think I can help with
that' said Adam standing up and placing a chair behind me, close to where I
was kneeled down. `I'll stay here watching his asshole closer. I think this
is the best coz then I can make sure he ain't squeezing it'

`Yeah' said Kurt not very convincingly. `But we wanna see it too, so try
not to block our view'

Adam then looked for a position where he wouldn't block the other guys'
view and I could feel he approaching my ass with his face.

`Hey, nobody touches me. That's not part of the deal' I said as I panicked,
afraid Adam would try something.

`Don't worry, I won't touch you. I'll only watch' Adam assured me. `I have
to admit I always had a crush on this nice ass of yours, but never thought
I'd be watching it so closely as I'm doing now. I'm really enjoying this'

Seeing this situation, Kurt started cumming all over himself as I pointed
his dick to the towel trying not to touch his cum. On my side, I saw that
Brian was already hard again.

`I think I will need your attention again' Brian said.

`But first he'll do me. Turn around' said Adam from behind.

I quickly turned to him and saw the biggest dick I've ever seen. It was a
9" or 10" uncut cock. I decided to first put another towel over his chest
when I put my fingers around his hard rock dick. `Nice, go on and pump my
meat'

I started doing what he asked as I felt that now I had Kurt and Brian close
to my ass staring at my hole. `That's really a nice hole' I hear Kurt
saying.

`Can you put a mirror there?' asked Adam `I wanna see that when he's
jerking me'

Brian found another mirror and put it behind me in a position Adam could
see my back. Now the three of them had their dicks out and watched my ass
as I stroked Adam who didn't last too much before drenching my white towel
with his thick and gooey cum. I think Adam hadn't cummed for quite a
while. When he cummed and I removed the towel from him I heard Brian
calling me back to his dick.

I kept jerking them till I ran out of towels. I was told again that I
should buy more towels and wash the ones I had with me. By the end of that
session, I think I couldn't feel my right hand and arm anymore.

When I was about to sleep I was still convinced I needed to give myself
some relief. Despite having my hands sore, I accessed my porn videos and
watched my favorite scenes of girls fucking themselves with big dildos. I
could say that even the dildo was annoying me, mainly now I was touching
and stroking not only one but three, I mean, 4 cocks counting with my
own. But I needed those private moments and relax. Jerking off at night
would make me very good and help to keep the deal I made with the guys.

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End of part 08

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