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Date: Fri, 11 Jan 2002 23:10:12 -0500
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St: College Boy -- Part 2  (t/f, ttf/M, tt/M, spank, shave, humil, n/c,
sex)  

The following story is fiction.  It contain scenes of humiliation,
spankings and sex.  If such subjects are offensive, uninteresting or if
you are a minor (i.e., child) please leave now.

This is a continuation of the story "College Boy" which I posted last
June and can be found on my web site at
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/YLeeCoyote/www/CollegeBoy.htm.  It is necessary to
read part 1 to learn about the characters. 

This work is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited
without permission.  Personal/private copies are permitted only if
complete including the copyright notice.

The author would appreciate your comments -- pro and con, including
constructive criticism, and suggestions. E-mail:
YLeeCoyote@Lycosmail.com


College Boy -- Part 2
By
Y. Lee Coyote

It was with great trepidation that I made my way to Joe's room, six pack
hidden in a paper bag, as his note had ordered.  I really did not want
to go but I was afraid of what they might do if I did not follow their
instructions.  Of course, bringing beer as required would just give them
more power over me.  I had already been laughed at in the showers when
someone noticed my bare pubes.  I had lied that it was to win a bet and
the guys just laughed more.  A couple of days later I got pantsed in the
gym locker room and now almost everyone knows that I've lost my pubes.
It would be ok if I was a freshie pledging a frat but I'm not.  As you
can well imagine, I had nightmares about how they treated me last week.

I knocked on his door at the appointed hour and was pleased to find that
the room was not full of people ready to make fun of and humiliate me.
Only Joe was there.  He took the bag and said "thanks" but his smirk
belied his appreciation.  "June will he here shortly, slave-boy".  That
term made me shudder but I nodded and he added: "You can wait in the
corner, boy." and he pointed to where he wanted me to go.  I did as he
commanded and stood there watching him.  He did not look pleased.  "Turn
around and face the walls, stupid slave-boy."  I did as he said feeling
very stupid.  We both knew that he was in command.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.  He welcomed June
and Ken.  They all hugged and I even heard them kiss.  Joe called me
from the corner and I get my first look at Ken.  He looks a bit younger
than Joe.  June speaks: "Well, brother, this is our slave-boy."  Ken
smiles as he looks me over.  "Strip so that your visiting MASTER can see
your miserable body, slave-boy."

Ken watched as I did his sister's bidding.  He looked me over carefully,
even walking around me and slapping my butt -- hard.  Then he felt my
checks which were very smooth and my pubes which were bristly from last
week's shave.  "I thought you said he was smooth here.  This is rougher
than his face."

June and Joe checked me out.  "We told you to shave, boy." Joe barked at
me.

I touch my face and said I did.  "Are you really that stupid,
slave-boy!" snared June.  I realize that I fucked up and that they are
mad.  June digs into one of the bags that they brought back. "It a good
thing I got this stuff." taking out a bottle.  Then she squeezes some of
the stuff out onto her hand and rubs it on my pubes, cock and balls.
It's some sort of thick cream and it takes several applications to cover
me to her satisfaction before she washed her hands at the sink.  "We
better eat before it gets cold.  Slave-boy serve us."  For the next half
hour they eat and drink while I serve them the take-out they brought and
the beer I brought.  They ignore me as they talk but I can feel my
crotch getting hot.  I wonder what I'm doing here, naked and obeying the
whims and wishes of three teens.  Something is wrong but I am aroused
and shamefully it very evident.

They finish eating and I clean up the mess.  Then June drags me over to
the sink and using a wash cloth wipes me off.  It takes many passes with
the cloth with rinses between each one.  The guys are watching how she
is treating me like a baby.  It takes me a while to realize that my hair
is gone.  When she finishes, Ken gives me a feel.  "Smoother than a
baby's butt, sis.  That the way a slave-boy should be."  They all laugh
and I hang my head in shame.  This is even worse than last week.

"This slave-boy needs to punished." says Joe cheerfully.  June agrees
and in less than a minute I'm pushed over Ken's lap for a spanking.
Everything is getting worse even fast than I could have imagined.  Last
week it was two freshmen with a razor and this week they added a high
school senior and depilatory.  What the hell is going on I wonder as
Ken's hand hits my naked butt with a loud SPANK!  This kid is as strong
as his friend.  Soon the spanks are raining down hard and fast.  My
bottom is hurting and I start to beg him to stop.  That was a mistake
for he just continued to spank me but harder and faster.  I try to
promise that I'll be good but I can not talk right.  The pain is getting
to me and the tears are flowing out of my eyes.  I realize that this kid
is making me cry and then the flood gate open.  I start to bawl.  Even
this does not stop the hard spanking but just provoked glee from my
masters.

I was crying when Ken stopped spanking me and stood me up.  "Back into
the corner, crybaby."  I went back to the corner still crying.  At least
I can hide my face for a bit.  "How about that tour you promised me?"
asked Ken.  Then they talked about me and agree to leave me standing in
the corner.

Because Joe is worried that I might mess his room, Jill leads me to the
sink.  "Crybaby must make pee-pee for mommy."  She was holding my cock.
"Mommy will aim baby's little pee-pee so he does not make a mess."  I
could not pee and then Ken turned on the water and I peed a little bit.
"Good baby; making pee-pee for mommy."  I peed some more and then was
put back into the corner.

"You stay in the corner slave-boy or you'll get whipped.  You may leave
only for a fire.  We _shall_ know if you disobey."  Then the three of
them went out.  I stood there in the corner a long time.  I rubbed my
hot bottom and even my super smooth pubes.  I wondered if I could just
sit down until they got back.  How would they know as long as I heard
then key turn in the lock.  But something told me that they would know.
Little boys who get in trouble are always found out.

They returned and called me from the corner.  I told them that I had not
left the corner.  I watched Joe as he got the camcorder that he has
setup and started to view the tape.  It took them only five minute to
fast forward the tape and see that I had been obedient.  They told me
that I had been a good boy and I would have been severely punished if I
had moved and lied about it.  I still don't understand but I felt better
then.  I wonder how much they have already taped of me and then the
horrid realization that they will tape more hits and then have even more
power over me.

Then, June and Joe began to kiss and strip each other and Ken also
stripped.  I was allowed to watch them and admire their nice bodies.
Very quickly June and Joe were at it on the bed and I saw that Ken was
rolling a condom on his hard shaft.  He was generously endowed and I
knew what was going to happened next.  "Ken, please don't fuck me." I
pleaded.

He just laughed.  "I course I'm going to fuck you.  That what this party
is all about.  If you did not want to fuck around you should not have
come, boy."  He easily forced me to the floor like I was a dog.  He got
behind me and grabbed me by the hips as he pressed forward leading with
his steel like rod.  There was something very exciting to this.  A boy
had taken charge of me and I liked it.  I pressed back and his shaft
entered me.  There was no possible way to stop him now as he fucked me
hard with long thrust each one of which hit my prostate and felt great.

Then I was aware that June and Joe were watching as they encouraged Ken
to "Hump the Bitch Harder".  I felt very small but I could not stop the
great feeling of arousal that I had.  My cock felt like it was going to
bust because it was so engorged and then I exploded blasting by baby
batter over the floor.  "Damn he creamed on MY floor" yelled Joe.  "Make
him lick it up.  Ken stopped his thrusting and lifted me up and managed
to move us both back at least two feet.

Ken pushed me back down onto all fours again.  "LICK THAT MESS UP,
SLAVE-BOY!"  I stuck out my tongue and moved forward and began to lick
my cum from Joe's floor.  As I kept moving forward, Ken continued to
fuck me.  Somewhere along the line he must have cum as was proven later.

Ken pulled out of me and flipped me over.  June sat on my chest and
leaned forward pushing her cunt to my mouth.  Joe's cum and her juices
were running out.  I did not need direction but just licked her as long
as I could.  When she was clean, Ken knelt beside her and emptied his
condom into my mouth so that I was forced to eat his cum along with
Joe's and June's juices.  One of them quipped: "It's a party and we all
eat."

Actually, they did give me some real food and some soda, while they each
had a beer.  Then Joe explained that he was going to take June back to
her room while Ken had a man-to-boy discussion with me about the family
honor.  At that time I could see Ken taking my belt out of my jeans.  He
finished up with that I had better "cooperate" or I would regret it.

As soon as Ken and I were alone he started lecturing me like he was
June's guardian and I was just a kid who had overstepped the bounds of
good behavior.  The end point was that I was to be strapped;  strapped
hard and long.  Seconds later I was bent over holding my ankles waiting
for the first of many strips from Ken with my own thick, wide heavy
garrison belt.

The wait was very short.  THWACK!!

"OW!!", I felt it and it hurt.  The belt was stiff and Ken swung it with
a vengeance.  THWACK!!  And another 25 square inches (161 square
centimeters) of my bottom was on fire.

THWACK!!  THWACK!!  THWACK!!  Now my entire butt was aflame.  The (my!)
belt continued to repeat the discussion over my painful bottom.  I don't
know how I kept hold of my ankles and I lost track of the number of
strips I had received.  Then I let go of my ankles and fell forward
bawling like I had before when he had spanked me.  Ken let me cry for a
while and then picked me up and laid me over the end of the bed.

"Just ten more, slave-boy." he stated calmly like he was counting out
subway stops.

THWACK!!  THWACK!!  THWACK!!  THWACK!!  THWACK!!

"Just five more." he said.  I was numb and crying.

THWACK!!  THWACK!!  THWACK!!  THWACK!!  THWACK!!

"That it for today.  I've hope you learnt your lesson."

I sobbed for a long time.  Then Ken pushed me off the bed and sat on it.
"Suck, slave-boy." he commanded and suck I did.  His young cock was
steel hard and ready to go again.  He stopped me time after time when he
got close so as to prolong things.  Then he exploded and blasted a large
load into my mouth which I swallowed.

He was not finished with me though.  He lay back and lifted his legs so
that I was staring at his rosebud.  Please don't make me do that, Ken, I
though to myself.  Maybe he was just teasing me.  Then he spoke.  He was
hard and commanding.  "Rim me, slave-boy."  I tried to resist and move
away, but I couldn't.  He flexed some muscles and it was like the hole
winked at me.  The little bit of resistance I still had faded and I
leaned forward.  I could smell the musky scent.  I stuck out my tongue
tentatively and made contact.  A wave of feeling passed through me.  He
repeated the command: "Rim me, slave-boy." and I started to do it.  I
licked and licked and he enjoyed it.

Then came the next order: "Put your tongue in, slave-boy."  Here I was a
twenty one years old college man with a hot red ass and hairless pubes
pleasuring a sixteen year old high school student as if he owned me.
"Pay attention to what you're doing, slave-boy."  I concentrated on
pleasing the master.

I was still at it a few minutes later when Joe returned.  "Teaching our
slave-boy new tricks, Ken." he laughed.

"Yep. And it feels real good too." said Ken.  Then Joe made me blow him.
I could taste June's juices on his fuck shaft when I licked it.  He took
a long time to cum and I assumed that was because he had fucked June
again.  When he shot, I again gained a few calories.

"Our slave-boy is horny." noted Ken pointing to my boner.

"Let's jerk him off." laughed Joe.  "Get up on the bed, slave-boy."  I
did as I was ordered.  They each held one of my wrists and started to
jerk me off.  I was helpless and I responded to their hands.  It really
felt good as they played with my hard pee-pee.  I wished that it was
June doing it but I did not have any choice in the matter.  After a
while, I shot my load.  Some of it was caught in Ken's hand and the rest
went on my chest.  Ken put his hand over my mouth and I licked it clean
even without any directions.  Joe wiped my chest with his hand and also
feed me my own spunk.

Joe told me to dress.  He gave me the bottle of depilatory with the
order to use it once a week.  I returned to my room and collapsed on my
bed.  Even in the morning was ass was still afire.  I covered it with
Sportscream several times that day and most of the week.  I dreaded that
June and Joe would make me service them again.  But I also knew that I
could not resist for I could not help but to jerk off every night
thinking about it.


The End

(C) Copyright A.I.L. January 11, 2002

Y.

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