Date: Sat, 06 Feb 2010 14:33:42 -0500 From: rwg10276@aol.com Subject: Filthy Fratboys Chapter Three This is a fictional story involving adult/youth sexual relationships. If this type of material offends you, or if you are not of legal age, please do not read any further. This material is intended for mature adult audiences. Names, characters, locations and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. I love to hear from readers. Any feedback is cool! Write to me at rwg10276@aol.com Let me know if you want to hear more of this story and check out my other one stories here, if you haven't read them. -Eric Chapter Three: Next Initiation Test I could hardly sleep that night as I tossed and turned with a hard dick thumping away as images from that day kept running through my head. Tim and I had nothing planned as far as initiation stuff the next day since we had classes all Tuesday, including that evening after soccer practice and dinner. But in the locker room, it took all our concentration to keep from throwing total boners, especially when Trent came over and talked to us in the nude. I didn't masturbate all day; at any time, I figured, the frat brothers could test us in some way and I wanted to be ready. Wednesday morning I woke up with a wet bed. No, I didn't piss my bed (even though I fantasize about that!) but my dick had leaked so much semen during the night that I might as well have. By the time I woke up, my weird roommate had already fled to the library or something; I didn't give a fuck where. All I knew was, I was lying in bed smelling my sweaty pits before finally getting up and pulling down my underpants so I could go naked a few minutes. I looked in the mirror and even without having shaved or anything, I still looked like the boyish blonde preppy that I am, at least until I looked lower and admired my hairy uncut dick and smelled my rank body. I was standing there facing that mirror as I picked my nose and fingered my foreskin a bit when Tim burst into the room wearing his underpants and nothing else. "Hey Kyle," Tim loudly greeted before high-fiving me. He looked down at my penis and up at me picking my nose and said, "Dude, you're looking ready for another initiation challenge this morning." He giggled at that. "What about you? You up for another round?" I asked, smirking a bit. "Totally," Tim responded. "I'm up for a repeat of Monday for sure." "Me too." "Cool," Tim said, "Because I just got the call from Trent and he says you and I have to meet him and Kevin at the house after soccer today for another assignment." "Yeah, did he say what we're gonna do this time?" I was actually more excited than nervous after Monday's fun. "Nah, but he said since we were so good on Monday that we'd definitely be up for what's in store today." "Tim, I don't know about you but I'm pretty psyched for this. I know we're going to make it into the frat," I confidently predicted. "With these assets, no way are we gonna lose out." With that, Tim quickly yanked his yellow-stained white briefs to mid-thigh and exposed his hairy dick to me. He rapidly achieved a full erection as he spread his legs and faced me square on. I looked down as Tim thrust his hips out at me touching the tip of his penis to mine. Below his awesome sex organ, I could see the seat of his underpants, stretched wide from thigh to thigh. Tim had huge skidmarks in them. I mean, it looked like he'd practically crapped in his white briefs. Well we slid our hard dicks back and forth for a few minutes as we silently picked our noses. But then I nervously said, "We better save up for this afternoon just in case, you know?" "Yeah," Tim reluctantly agreed. "Fuck," he said before stammering out, "Kyle, we've gotta make it into that frat. It's all I can think about." "Dude, me too." "I mean, compared to this dorm...or any dorm...the stuff we can do at the frat house like on Monday...that would be so fuckin' awesome!" He was so serious and I was too. So we made plans to meet up and walk over there after soccer practice. Soon I was off to class and so was Tim. That whole day and even in soccer practice, there was only one thing on my mind though. In fact, I was so focused on our next initiation test that I didn't even pay much attention to all the naked and sweating jocks in the locker room that day. As we were dressing after practice, Trent walked over and told us to head up to his room in about an hour for our instructions. So for about an hour, Tim and I hung out on the big lawn in front of the science center while drinking bottled water. For most of that time, we actually did homework, believe it or not. At the frat house, we greeted a couple brothers as we walked past the first floor living room and headed up to the second floor to take our clothes off. We hadn't showered after soccer practice so our pits and crotches stank of fresh sweat. As Tim and I got naked, we looked around the second floor hall; the whole place was pretty quiet. Except for a couple freshmen pledges, including one with a tall erection, we only saw a couple frat brothers. We walked by one room where two of them were hanging out in just jockstraps. One of them waved at us and so we paused to chat a moment. I didn't know the names of these frat brothers but they were hot; one of them had loads of pubic hair spilling out around his jock pouch; the other one was leaning back, hands behind his head, showing off his hairy pits. Before too long, though, Tim and I had to report upstairs to Trent's room. By now, of course, our dicks were hard and bouncing up and down in front of us as we climbed the stairs to the third floor. The door to Trent's room was open; Kevin and Trent were sitting inside. Kevin was wearing nothing but a t-shirt, his soft hairy dick dangling down at least seven inches as he slouched in the chair. Trent was wearing nothing but a pair of white cotton boxer briefs that seemed too small and had some yellow stains in the crotch. He was leaning back against his desk, casually scratching a hairy armpit. Tim and I stood in the doorway taking in the whole scene as our rock-hard dicks pointed right at the two frat brothers. On the floor in front of us were Trent's jeans and our sweatpants from the other day, still filled with drying mounds of crap that had the whole room smelling of shit, along with the guys' armpit sweat. "Hey guys," Kevin greeted, grinning like usual, "Ready for the next task?" We just nodded, unable to speak in front of these raunchy, practically naked college boys. "Come on in and take a seat on the bed there," Trent gestured to us. So we bounded in, stepping lightly past the shit-filled clothes on the floor and sat on the bed facing them. I heard a dripping sound and could see that Tim's huge piss hole was spitting loads of pre-cum on the wood floor. My thick, rubbery foreskin was soaking wet too. As Trent and Kevin quickly achieved full erections, Trent said, "This time, guys, we have different tasks for you. Tim, you get laundry detail." They looked at the stuff on the floor and giggled. "You can grab all that stuff from Monday's fun times and take it down to the basement and get it clean for us. " "As for you, Kyle," Kevin chimed in, "Here's a sponge." He lifted up a normal small kitchen sponge off the desk behind him. "You're gonna use this to clean the bathroom, especially the toilets and urinals and anything else." "And we'll be checking up on you and so might the other brothers," Trent said, trying to sound ominous. As we got up off the bed, Tim and I gave each other a quick look that deepened into major smiles. This task was going to be super-easy. So I followed Kevin down to that third floor bathroom where we'd all jacked off the other day. His big, muscular ass was of course the center of my attention as we made our way down the hall. He had fine dark hairs radiating out from his deep crack where his huge anus lay hidden. Behind us, I could hear Trent's muffled voice and the sound of Tim gathering up all those shit-filled clothes. In the toilets, Kevin looked around and said, "Sure looks a bit too clean to be much of an assignment." He was right; the white-tiled bathroom was very clean. "That can change pretty fast, though, and you're gonna have to be here for a while." So he handed me the sponge. I ran it under some warm water in the sink real quickly and turned around. Kevin was pulling off his t-shirt. Then, fully nude, he walked over to the nearest urinal of the three, next to the entry. He wasn't pissing though. As I watched from behind him, Kevin began sliding his huge, hairy boner all over the porcelain urinal with increasing vigor. Then, he pushed up against the basin part with his upside-down curved dick trapped pointing at the floor. He stood still. As I silently watched, Kevin began to piss on the floor. He'd unleashed a huge stream that sprayed straight down between his feet, splattering all over his hairy calves. As this hot football stud urinated, he managed to press further forward, pressing his lower torso and crotch right up against the back of the dirty urinal. This pushed his curved dick even further behind him so now I could see his big, open piss hole as he fired more of his urine behind him and onto the floor and even the wall of that last toilet stall. A spreading lake of Kevin's piss covered the floor around him. As he continued taking a leak while sliding his body all over the urinal, I found myself squatting a bit lower to get a better view of his pissing cock and his muscular butt. At about the same time that his piss flow slowed, Kevin cut a loud, deep fart. He spread his legs, squatting lower and rubbing his hairy pecs against the back of the urinal. As he farted again, Kevin grabbed both ass cheeks and pulled them wide apart, exposing his huge anus to me. He grunted a couple times and then I saw it. At the center of his protruding, fat anal mound, Kevin had pushed out the tip of a huge brown log of shit. Now his anal lips spread out real wide, about the diameter of the shaft of a baseball bat as his long, knotty turd began to emerge further. It slowly slid from his pushed out, donut-shaped asshole, reaching a diameter of at least three inches as the big log headed toward the piss-wet floor. Kevin's monster crap continued in one solid column, hitting the white tile floor and mounding up a bit. Then, his turd broke off and the long log fell to the floor with a loud slapping sound as it lay sort of diagonal between his spread legs. Kevin grunted and pushed out another column of hard shit on top of the first log. By the time he was done, he must've dumped at least four feet of thick, hard feces. He flexed his fat anus in and out obscenely as I watched. When he was done, he stood up straight and turned around. His face was red and maybe he was a bit embarrassed at the awesome, gross thing he'd done. Then he looked down at my dick. It was bouncing up and down, practically spitting semen onto his piss-lake on the floor. He knew I was massively sexually aroused at witnessing his bowel movement up close like that. So he stepped back and sat on the edge of the urinal basin, facing me. As he wiped his hairy, shit-smeared asshole on the ceramic lip of the urinal, Kevin casually ran his fingers in his deep bush and said, "You gonna be able to clean all this up?" I just nodded and said, "Yeah, no problem." As the hot upperclassman jock finished rubbing his ass on the bottom of the urinal, I put the sponge down. He watched me with growing amazement at what I did next. I don't quite know where I got the nerve to do this but I just squatted down and ran my right hand across the giant logs he'd crapped on the floor. Then I slowly, carefully picked up a big turd and, turning slightly, put it in the nearest toilet. Kevin sat there watching me finish fondling his feces as I eventually gathered all of it up and added it to the growing mound in the toilet bowl. Kevin even whimpered slightly at one point as the turd I'd picked up grazed the long nozzle of thick foreskin sticking out past the end of my erection. "Looks like this is gonna be a piece of cake for you, Kyle," Kevin said, admiringly. I just smiled and went to get the sponge and begin wiping up the urine and the residual shit stains on the floor. Kevin stood up, turned slightly and we both admired the big brown stains he'd left on the basin of the urinal too. Then Kevin left, instructing me to stay in the bathroom until further notice. I was alone, cleaning the toilet room for about twenty minutes when one frat brother, Chip the wrestler, came in. He was mildly stocky and muscular and wearing a tight pair of white cotton briefs. He nodded to me in a friendly way as he pulled down the front of his briefs and tucked them under his fat balls. He was totally smooth except for a small bush right above his fat, soft cut dick. Chip stood at the far urinal in the corner after gesturing me to come over. As I stood there with him, he made some small talk about hearing that the initiation challenge had gone real well on Monday. "So far, so good," I replied. Chip's penis was rising up, curving back against his belly as my semi-soft dick went totally rigid again. The fratboy's dick was thicker than a beer can at the base and barely tapered at all to his big, bullet-shaped head. "You're lucky your dick sticks out when you get a boner," Chip said in a friendly voice. "You can still piss real easy. When I get like this, it can get pretty messy." My heart started beating faster as I watched. Chip stood up real close to that urinal, straddling it so that his balls rested in the dirty basin part. Then he leaned back and began to piss up onto his chest. Urine bathed his smooth, hard pecs and abs as it flowed down off his balls back into the urinal, as well as down his legs. Droplets of his piss clung to the hair on his legs as this sophomore wrestling jock pissed on himself. As Chip finished pissing, the last spurts of urine bathed his upright erection. He had really soaked himself as I stood there watching while he stared at my jumping erection. He turned and displayed his wet body to me for a half-minute or so before quietly saying, "Sorry `bout the mess." Chip began sliding his hand up and down his soaked erection. "It's cool," I responded as he walked past me and out of the bathroom while masturbating openly. I even leaned out the doorway and watched Chip walk down the hall, passing some other frat brothers while jacking off without embarrassment. I thought it was so cool that the guys in the frat could do all their most private acts openly and without shame; I was now desperate to make it into the fraternity. I couldn't even imagine how cool to never have to shut my door when I want to jack off and stuff. For about the next ten minutes or so, I sponged up Chip's urine and wiped down the urinal. After that, I started sponging the floor next to the sinks where I could see dried yellow piss stains on the white tile. I guess some of the guys would let out a little urine as they stood at the sink and shaved. I was down on my hands and knees with my hairless teen butt pointed at the entry door when I heard someone walk in. I looked over my shoulder and it was Serious Mark, the soccer-playing junior who never seemed to talk much, let alone smile or laugh with the rest of the team. Well he sort of intimidated me on account of his demeanor even as he almost imperceptibly nodded acknowledgement of my presence. He was wearing nothing but a white jockstrap as he stood there staring at my big, bulging teen asshole. You could see his dick getting hard in his jock as he watched me push out my unusual fat anal lips real hard. Well Mark looked really hot standing there. His thin body was so well defined and his flat, slightly longish dark blonde hair made him look totally all-American. The fact that he was getting an erection in his jockstrap from looking at my exposed anus and dangling boner was really exciting to me and I guess he liked checking out my flexing, giant anus. After just staring at my asshole for a while, Mark walked up to me before entering the closest toilet stall. He stood there, silently staring at me as he hooked his fingers into the top straps of his jock and pulled it swiftly down, freeing his hard dick. He had a nice-sized thick cock bush and a long, smooth ball bag hanging down. His cut dick was really thick and stood up straight, no curves at all, at about a 60 degree angle. His boner must've been about eight and a half inches long; the head was a long bullet shape and he had big, protruding piss lips which were even thicker at the bottom of his long slit. He watched me with that expressionless gaze as he sat on the toilet, spreading his legs real wide. I dropped the sponge down, turned and sat on my haunches facing him. I'd leaned back enough against the sinks that I knew he could see my asshole sticking out toward the floor. And indeed, his gaze went from looking at my hard dick curving up and out toward him to my fat ass lips as I pushed down, making my anus stick out a good inch or more. He seemed to be unusually fascinated with my large asshole. Mark scooted way forward on the toilet, resting his elbows on his spread legs as his piss lips seemed to swell just before he started to urinate right at me. His stream was thick but it didn't travel too far in the position he was sitting. Still, as his piss gathered force, it came real close to my hard teen cock. So I thrust my pelvis forward and let Mark urinate on my genitals. He was making a nice, powerful arc of urine that rained down on my dick shaft and in my huge pubic bush. It felt so hot to let this quiet, serious upperclassman relieve himself on me as he sat on the toilet and I squatted on the floor in front of him. As he continued pissing, I relaxed and let my bladder go. I shot piss out across the floor toward the toilet Mark was sitting on. As I urinated, I could feel my anus bulge out even further. Then, as my stream was at it's most powerful, Mark leaned back a bit on the toilet and stretched his left leg out so I could piss on it and, especially, all over his bare foot. He switched to the other leg before my bladder was empty. It was awesome taking a leak on his big feet and hairy calves. My dick leaped up toward the end of my piss and I shot a stream right in his crotch; he didn't flinch either. When I was done urinating on the floor, we just sat there looking at each other and still not saying a word. In the silence of that frat house men's room, Mark started farting into the toilet bowl. His gas was loud and deep, echoing out of the toilet bowl. Though I was still in a squatting position on the bathroom floor, I straightened my back and craned my neck a bit in the hopes that I could watch Mark take a shit. He must have sensed that I wanted this. After farting again, he stood up, grabbing the tops of the partition on each side and spreading his legs. He was leaning back a bit so I could get a glimpse behind his big balls. I could also see his hairy underarms too as his sexy stance made my dick surge again. Mark grimaced and I knew he was going to take a dump. I leaned back, still squatting with legs spread and cut a big fart too. It felt great and smelled awesome and nasty as my gas rose up to my nose. He nodded almost imperceptibly at me and I cut another one. Then he grunted slightly and a thick snake of deep brown, knotty shit burst from his hole and fell loudly several feet into the toilet bowl. A huge, somewhat softer crap that really loaded up the toilet followed it. His dump was enormous, sending toilet water splattering up onto his legs and all over the floor. And when I thought he was done crapping, Mark grunted again and shot another thick clump of soft shit down. This last big bowel movement landed on the front lip of the toilet seat and even on the floor in front of the bowl. With that, he was done. But having watched Kevin and now Mark defecate for me, I was feeling a full gut too. Mark sat back down on the toilet as I cut a big fart. His hard penis hovered above the load of shit on the front of the toilet as he watched me intently. I spread my legs real wide and leaned back against the sink cabinet so that I knew Mark could see my asshole really well as I squatted there. As I started pushing out really hard with my rectal muscles, I could feel the enormous hard turd I'd been building up as it descended toward my fat, `outie-style' anus. Mark stared intensely at me, knowing that I was planning to shit on the floor for him. He sat up ramrod straight on the toilet and gently pushed his erect penis down onto the big lump of creamy shit on the front edge of the bowl. Mark kept pushing his penis into that thick, soft crap until he had the bottom of his shaft well-coated. Then he scooped up the rest of it and, in a corkscrew movement, covered his entire shaft and big dickhead. His erect penis looked awesome with all that dark brown excrement on it. He began masturbating. Well as I listened to the soft, squishing sound of Mark's dirty jacking, I pushed harder and aimed my anus straight at him. I could feel the fat, solid blunt end of my huge turd begin to open up my asshole. I knew for sure that Mark could now see the baseball bat-sized tip of my heavy brown log. My hole was being spread really wide, even for me. As he masturbated in his crap, Mark's eyes bugged out as my long, fat shit log began sliding out of me. I was crapping on the floor in front of him and that got my dick so hard that it was literally squirting pre-cum as I pulled back my long foreskin and exposed my piss hole. My fat, knotty turd hit the smooth tile floor and slid toward Mark as I kept on crapping. It was coming out as one really solid log. As I was about halfway done with taking a shit, I looked down and could see my big turd sliding slowly toward Mark. I bore down and really pushed out as my log gathered speed. I shot some more semen right onto its dark brown surface. The last part of my dump was a bit softer and I could tell that as it came out of my wide and hairless anus that it was stacking up under me. Even after I'd finished shitting on the floor, I kept pushing out on my hole, making it as wide and protruding as possible. Mark was masturbating furiously now as he looked at my expanded shit hole. I reached down and ran my fingers on it and was amazed. My asshole felt like it was real wide and I could even feel my red rectal tissue sticking out a bit; my anal mound must've been sticking out at least three inches. Then, after briefly rubbing my fat, almost inside-out ass lips, I reached further down and began to run my hand on the top of my solid turd. As Mark watched me fondle my feces, he reached under him into the toilet bowl and fished around in the packed, dirty water. Then this hot upperclassman pulled up a big, dripping mound of his soft crap and added it to the shit already coating his hairy boner. I wanted to cum so bad but I knew that Trent and Kevin probably had more stuff in mind for us so I just pushed my other finger into the hood of my long penis. I ran my finger in an ever-widening spiral, stretching my long, heavy foreskin while Mark completely covered his penis and even his heavy cock hair with his enormous dump. But even fingering my foreskin got me too close to an orgasm so I stopped and leaned back on the sink cabinet again. While I was still thrusting my anus out toward the tile floor for Mark, I relaxed a bit (to slow my looming cum explosion) and pulled my finger out of my dick and stuck it in my nose. Mark stood up, wet shit dripping off of his fat cock and slowly walked toward me. He left a trail of shit from the toilet to right in front of me as he squatted down while still shit-jacking. I was picking my nose and showing Mark the thick snot on my fingers when he grabbed my hand with his free one and brought it down to the tip of his shitty penis. He made me wipe my huge snot on his dirty dick tip, leaving some shit on my finger now. Well as soon as he let go my hand, my dirty finger was back in my nose digging for more mucus to add to his boner. He was looking me in the eye with that almost-scowl as he finally said, in a quiet voice, "Push your asshole out as hard as you can." As I panted and pushed super-hard, Mark squatted lower and lower, picking up the pace of his jacking action on his dirty dick. Then, I grunted real loud and felt my anus expand and pop out. I held my breath, straining hard to keep my fat teen rosebud pushed out like that when Mark started breathing real rapidly. I knew instantly what was about to happen. This sexy, moody-looking upperclassman stared at my giant boy-anus as he pointed his long dick straight at it. Then, Mark suddenly held his breath and, as I watched, long streams of thick, white sperm shot out of his hole. I could feel his load squirting all over my rosebud as he continued to cum with spectacular force. Some of his ball juice spurted all over my dick and then he aimed his last volleys of cum all over my giant shit log, painting it with sperm. When he was done ejaculating on me and on my turd, I slowly looked up at him. He eyed me quizzically before breaking into an almost imperceptible smile. `Wow,' I thought. This was the first time that Serious Mark had ever smiled, even faintly, in my presence. Then this amazing scene was over. With his clean left hand, Mark quickly, almost furtively, caressed my cheek briefly. He stood up and quietly walked into the shower. I just sat there for a moment, listening to the shower run as Mark cleaned off his crap-coated crotch. By now I was so horny that I was practically delirious as my penis surged and my asshole pulsed rapidly. The first thing I did, after standing up, was go over to the toilet and check out the rest of Mark's huge dump. He really filled the bowl up as I reached in and fondled some of his crap. As I lifted up a large pile of his excrement, I nearly ejaculated. So, remembering what my task was, I reluctantly dropped it back in the bowl, flushed it (three times to get it all down!) and began sponging off the area. I was working so hard at wiping away his shit stains and all that piss on the floor that I didn't even hear Mark shut off the shower and leave the bathroom. And yet I was certain that if I made it into the frat that I would get to shit with Serious Mark many more times.