Owned By The Frat House – 1
(The Used Boy – Part Four)

Summary:

Andy feels the need of something in his ass. He’s about to buy a dildo when he gets a phone call from Mr. Torelli. The guy lets him know that his friend James wants to rent Andy for a business trip and spoil him in the process. 

However, Mr. Torelli’s son, Garrett, has other plans when he hears about it, and he steals Andy for the weekend, promising him that he’ll be owned by Garrett’s frat house instead of caring for some old man’s dick.

Andy hopes to give the boys some bjs and get out of there in time to go with James on that trip. It looks, though, like he can kiss those plans goodbye.

~fragment~

Garrett laughed and came closer. “You, what’s your name?” He snapped his fingers, and Andy could tell he was talking to one of the pledges.

“Ryan,” the boy said.

The other pledge spoke at the same time. “You’re all fucking crazy. I’m out of here.”

“So long, sucker!” Luke hooted after him.

Andy turned his head enough so that he could see what was going on. Dean was holding him down with one hand pressing between his shoulder blades. That Ryan dude was all red in the face and he was stealing glances at Andy’s bare ass like he’d never seen a thing like that in his entire life.

He was pretty in a boyish way if Andy looked closer. Still, he wasn’t as pretty as him, he thought. These dudes wanted to fuck his ass instead of some slutty college girls, and that counted for something, right?

“Ready to become one of us, Ryan?” Garrett asked and squeezed the guy by the back of his neck.

Ryan nodded eagerly. In the meantime, Luke managed to help Andy out of his jeans and played with his ass. “Fuck, this feels so good and tender.”

Andy suppressed a moan climbing up his throat. The fuck did that have to feel so good? Luke was moving his fingers in and out slowly, and Andy wanted a lot more. Like a cock, one big and juicy, to reach inside his ass and give it to him right.

“We need a bucket and a hose. Ryan, go fetch. There’s a tool shed outside,” Garrett ordered.

“You are all a bunch of crazy assholes,” Andy remembered that he was supposed to protest. Taking a whole keg in his ass didn’t sound like fun.

Garrett slapped his ass and laughed. “Come on, Andy, you like cocks.”

“I don’t like beer in my ass,” he shot back.

“Look at him, not denying at all that he likes the D,” Luke commented. “Are you hungry for my cock already, pretty bitch?”

Andy flipped the bird at Luke the best way he could from that position. Luke was all over him in an instant, laughing and biting his ear. That dude was such a fucking freak; Andy shivered as the fucker stuck his tongue in his ear and licked around.

“Yeah,” Luke whispered in his ear, “you’re so totally into this.” Then, louder, to the others. “Let’s prime him up for our cocks, boys!”

It looked like it couldn’t be helped. Still, the idea of getting his ass filled like that made him tremble a little. He hadn’t worked with more than the usual stuff around the area. Still, his own dick twitched just thinking of it. How would it feel?

He would know soon, because Luke was already instructing Ryan what to do. “Lick his ass a little,” Luke ordered the new pledge.

“What? Wasn’t I supposed to wash it?” Ryan protested right away.

“Come here,” Luke said sternly. Andy heard a noise like a thump and realized that Luke had just forced Ryan on his knees behind him. “Come on, give it a lick,” the guy barked at Ryan.

Andy moaned instantly as Ryan’s hesitant tongue landed lower, between his ass – all waxed properly now for dicking, a decision he had taken on his own after playing with it – and his balls. “Higher, higher,” Luke urged the other boy. “Yeah, like that, stick it in. What’s it taste like?”

Ryan’s muffled protests were no more. Instead, his tongue was starting to work Andy’s hole really good. Andy pressed one hand over his mouth to stop himself from moaning like a whore in heat.

“It’s like skin or something,” Ryan eventually replied.

“Good. Now grab that hose,” Luke ordered.

“Wait,” Dean intervened. “Let’s put some of this on his ass.”

Andy looked over his shoulder to see Dean coating his fingers with something from a tube and then sticking them inside his ass. Dean smirked as they looked at each other. “Feels good, Andy?” he asked as he stared at him with hooded eyes. “I bet you do,” he added without waiting for an answer.

~end of fragment~

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