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College Interview
by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)
***
Ted needs a college scholarship. Mr. Borger will give
it to him, if he plays ball in more than one way.
(M/mf, nc, voy, 1st, bi, huml, blkmail)
***
Ted was terrified. He knew what was coming even before
he entered Mr. Borger's office. He knew because other
guys had warned him. Mr. Borger was the rep from a
leading University. He was Ted's ticket out of the two
bit hick town in which he had grown up. Nobody in Ted's
town was rich. Shit, nobody in Ted's town was ever well
off, least of all Ted. He lived with his mom and three
brothers, all younger than he was. His Dad had split
years ago.
There was no way he could afford to go to college and
his grades weren't good enough for a scholarship. Well,
not a regular scholarship. Ted was pretty damned good
at sports. And Mr. Borger was offering a fully paid
sports scholarship to one student! Ted's ticket out of
this dump. But there was a catch. And a big one.
Mr. Borger was a fag! that's right. A fucking flaming
homo who loved to get into the pant's of high school
boys. So the question was how far was Ted willing to go
to get that scholarship? Ted was a stud. One hundred
percent straight. He was a girl fucker. Shit, he had
fucked forty girls in three years. That's pretty damned
impressive for a town the size of Ted's.
Almost every cute chick between thirteen and eighteen
in town had felt the size of Ted's thick prick, well,
that's exaggerating a bit, but Ted was the all time
fuck champion of the area. And he did all that while
still going steady with the same dumb cunt for two
years. Christ, he'd even fucked his girlfriend's
younger sister. But Ted had never, swore he would never
touch a guy.
"If you want that scholarship, you are going to have to
put out," the coach told him. The coach liked Ted and
wanted to see him succeed. "So, who will ever know Ted?
I know how that faggot Borger works. You'll have to let
him suck you and maybe fuck him, maybe let him fuck
you, but believe me, Ted, it's worth it. I wish I could
help you some other way, but my hands are tied. Who
listens to a hick town high school coach?"
The truth was that Ted's high school coach, Mr. Lawson
wanted in the worst way to fuck Ted in the ass himself.
Ted had a really beautiful ass. What you might call
prize winning. All muscular and smooth skinned with a
deep crack and nice dimples in the globes. shit, Mr.
Lawson would look at Ted naked in the locker room and
dream about eating out that ass for hours.
High school boys may fuck lots of teen cunt, but they
are so naive in some ways when it comes to the
possibilities of great sex. Ass eating can be such a
pleasure. And Mr. Lawson was married with two kids of
his own. Still he lusted after Ted, and Mark, and
Kenny, and Tim, and John. In short he was like most
high school gym coaches.
Ted's first meeting with Mr. Borger had been promising.
The dirty lecher had just about given the kid the
scholarship on the spot. While he spoke to Ted, he ran
his hands through the boy's hair, squeezed his
shoulder, and even rubbed his strong young thighs. He
said Ted had enormous potential. He also told Ted in no
uncertain terms that in order to reap the harvest, one
must sow the oats. He said you have to give a little to
get a lot. Ted almost puked when the old man touched
him.
And now, the second meeting. He knew what would be
expected of him. Could he swallow his pride, and his
disgust and get that scholarship?
Again the hand on his shoulder as Mr. Borger ushered
him into the private office.
"Ted, so good to see you again. I've been thinking a
lot about you since our last meeting. I think we have a
great deal to offer each other, don't you?"
Ted hung his head. "I guess so," he mumbled.
"I know you are very shy Ted, and if we're going to get
along, you are going to have to conquer that just a
bit. Don't get me wrong, I like shy boys. They know how
to listen and obey. But I also like a boy who can look
me in the eyes with those beautiful eyes of his. I can
grant you that scholarship today Ted, but you and I are
going to have to get very friendly to do it! Do you
understand what I mean?"
"Yes Sir." Ted responded, his voice barely above a
whisper. He was shaking. Here he was a rough tough teen
jock and he was shaking.
"You know, I've seen your work on the sports field, but
I have never seen you close up. And of course we have
to get a complete medical report from your doctor, to
make sure you are in top physical condition. But I'd
like a quick look over myself. So if you don't mind,
Ted, please remove your clothes."
Imagine, an old man asking a shy seventeen year old
jock to take off his clothes, so he could look at his
naked body! The guy didn't even mince words, did he. He
just came right out and told Ted to strip bare assed!
Ted's hands trembled as he took off his shirt and pants
and shoes and socks. At last he stood there in just his
boxer briefs. Mr. Borger ate the boy with his eyes.
Pure teen eye candy. Ted had such nice pecs with huge
fat pouty nipples. He loved to have the chicks suck on
his nipples while he finger fucked them. Ted stood
there, kind of holding his pants in front of himself.
He felt sick. The room spun. 'Please God, don't let the
guy want to see me cock." he prayed.
"Ted, please remove your boxer shorts too. I want to
see the entire package."
Mr. Borger had a painful erection. Ted was so fucking
beautiful. Such a powerful young body. Large feet, big
hands, strong muscles, smooth skin, handsome face. A
real girl fucker! Mr. Borger liked girl fuckers. He
liked to turn them into faggot pussies. Ted didn't know
it, but this was just the start of their relationship.
At this very moment cameras were catching every bit of
the private encounter.
Ted almost said no! He almost got dressed, told the old
fart to go fuck himself and left. Almost, but not
quite. Instead, he hung his head further and slipped
down his boxer shorts to reveal his fat, tube like
uncut hunk of seventeen year old fuck-meat. And his big
floppy balls that had been licked and sucked by teen
cunt for hours on end. Ted stood there with his boxers
around his ankles as Mr. Borger looked at the boy's
teen fuck-package.
"My, my, Ted, you are a well developed young man,
aren't you?" Ted almost covered his dick and balls with
his hands, but thought better of it. It felt so fucking
freakish. So damned perverted to just stand there buck
ass naked with some pervert looking at him.
"Would you mind turning around for me, Ted, nice and
slow."
Ted turned so the fucking freak could look at his ass
mounds and his deep crack. He actually heard the old
fart suck in some breath at the sight of his ass
globes. "I can't let a guy fuck me, I just can't" Ted
told himself over and over. Maybe it would not come to
that.
"All right Ted, you may sit down, over here by the
table. Please spread your legs a little Ted. Such a
good looking boy. So, Ted, just between you and me, are
the rumors true? I hear you are quite the girl fucker."
"I get around," Ted said, eyes looking down, totally
humiliated.
"Get around, that's funny. Don't you mean you get in,
you get into that tight teen pussy with your big fat
cock? I can see from your dick, even soft that it must
be a real cunt stretcher. You like them young too,
don't you? Thirteen, fourteen, that's the rumor
anyway."
Ted knew that some of his sexual escapades could get
him into big trouble. "You can't believe all you hear."
"Imagine those poor little thirteen year old virgin
cunts getting plowed by that huge hunk of fuck sausage.
Oh Ted, you have been a naughty boy."
"I'm just a normal guy, you know? I like girls, what
can I say?" Ted hoped that might turn the old fag off.
He didn't know Mr. Borger.
Suddenly the old man reached down and touched Ted's
cock. He took the boy's limp thick dick in his old
hand. Ted wanted to slug him, but he didn't know what
to do. A faggot was touching his cock!
"You do want that scholarship, don't you Ted?"
Part Two
Mr. Borger was testing the boy. Seeing how far he could
push him. He had to be an expert to be able to
manipulate the young high school jocks the way he did.
He had already fucked three boys this week. Three
straight teenage boys, and Mr. Borger had shoved his
big dick right up into those sweet tight well muscled
young boy asses.
He loved nothing more than to fuck virgin teenage boy
ass, he loved to hear the boy screaming that it was too
big and he couldn't take it and that Mr. Borger should
please pull out. It was then that Borger shoved in
balls deep and pushed his hips at the pretty little boy
pussy. Every boy Mr. Borger fucked was changed forever.
Changed for life.
After that experience, no matter what he did, if he
tried to date girls, if he eventually got married and
had kids of his own, deep inside he would always know
he was an ass fucked twat boy! And Mr. Borger loved
that knowledge. He couldn't even keep count of how many
ass fucked straight boys he had sent out into the
world.
Of course he only had a limited number of scholarships
to hand out, so often after he fucked a boy really
good, mouth and pussy fuck, and even did some other
sick perverted things to the boy, then he would sadly
announce a few weeks later that the scholarship went to
someone else. What could the boy do? Shout to the world
that he had allowed a college rep fuck him up the ass
in an attempt to get a scholarship? Hardly.
If a boy was really submissive, like Ted here seemed to
be, Mr. Borger might keep the boy coming back for weeks
of more and more intense humiliation and degradation.
For example, he really wanted to do some heavy tit work
on Ted. He loved the look of the boy's nipples, but
there just wasn't enough time. So, if things went as
planned, he might plan another session. The hidden
cameras whirred and recorded the young jocks disgrace.
Mr. Borger reached out and took the boys limp dick in
his hand.
"Do you want that scholarship Ted or not?" he asked
sternly.
"Yes sir. I really need it," Ted answered in a thick
quiet voice, looking down, too ashamed to face the man.
Mr. Borger squeezed the thick hunk of uncut boy meat.
"Then spread your legs a little wider and be a bit more
friendly. Now let me see, we were talking about your
girl fucking talents, weren't we? " Mr. Borger liked
straight boy jocks because even at sixteen and
seventeen most of them were real, experienced girl
fuckers. They knew how to use their fuck-meat, and had
lots of hetero experience. It was more fun to break a
boy like this
"So tell me Ted, just between the two of us, man to
man, how many thirteen year olds have you plowed this
big teen dick into?"
Ted wondered how Mr. Borger knew that he liked his cunt
young. He felt guilty about this, and always swore he
would only date chicks his own age, but something about
the fresh young pussy just drew him back to younger
teens. He loved how the young girls idolized his
muscular jock body, how they were in awe of his fat,
long jock cock and his full heavy balls.
Most of the young ones he fucked, had ever even seen a
cock and balls before Ted's. He loved to have the young
cunts handle it and kiss it and lick it. It was Ted's
secret, that he preferred young twat. Somehow MR.
Borger had figured out his secret. Now the college rep
pulled gently on Ted's still flaccid cunt stuffer.
"Come on Ted, don't be shy, I won't tell anyone. Most
guys your age get off on young cunt. They love the way
the young pussies think of them as celebrities. At our
University, we bus in young cunt for the guys on the
teams all the time. Some of our boys like them as young
as nine and ten. We don't mind as long as our teams
keep winning! Education is a business you know, and we
have to be on top of our game. Now tell me, now much
young twat have you busted?"
Ted shook his head. "I'm not proud of it, Sir, I get
carried away. I see some cute young girl at the mall or
at a game, and, wham, it's hard on city."
"Oh I know what it's like for a young stallion like
you. I don't blame you at all. Its normal for a sturdy
colt like you to want to plow young meat. We want boys
at our school who are honest and open about both their
good and bad qualities. I respect that Ted."
Mr. Borger pumped Ted's limp but thick dick and with
his other hand tugged at the boy's right nipple. The
boy didn't resist, that was a good sign. "So tell me,
Stud, have you fucked five little ones, or seven?"
"Eleven. I fucked eleven girls who were thirteen. All
except one were virgins. The one was being fucked by
her brother who was a buddy of mine."
"Eleven little twats, huh? Good, that's very impressive
Ted. And I love the one fucked by her brother. That's
good too. Brothers and sisters should fuck. Its very
healthy. But tell me, a potent stud like you, did you
get any of the little sluts pregnant?" Mr. Borger loved
talking to teenage boys about their sex lives while he
pumped their dicks and played with their balls and
tits.
"Quite frankly, the more girls you got pregnant, the
better your chances of getting the scholarship. I like
boys who are no nonsense fuckers, and who show me
masculine power. I like my boys to be studs!
"Two, I got two thirteen year olds pregnant. And three
fourteen year olds, and two sixteen year olds."
"Good boy. And I suppose the school kept it all quiet
and got the parents to shut up because you are the star
athlete, right? I'm glad the school did the right
thing. Who cares about some pregnant slag, its the
athletes who are important. So tell me, is young Ted a
daddy, then?"
"I guess, two of the girls were made by their parents
to have their babies."
"Oh that's grand. Ted at seventeen is the breeder of
two little brats from young teenage cunt1 Marvelous."
All of this was being filmed of course and could later
be used against Ted if need be.
Now Mr. Borger released Ted's teenage dick and took the
boy by the wrist. He put the jock's hand down to his
own dick.
"Okay stud man, show me what you can do. Show me how
big and hard it gets. Show me what impresses those
cunts."
"Huh?" Ted looked up at the leering man. He wanted to
see the boy masturbate. He wanted Ted to jerk his dick
right in front of him.
"Sir, , .?" Ted wanted to ask that he not be made to do
this, but he knew it was no use. And damn, he needed
that scholarship. Ted closed his eyes for a moment to
tell himself that this would all soon be over. So what
was one uncomfortable day, if he could have an all
expenses paid college career? He slid one large hand
down to his own fat prick and started to squeeze it.
His prick flesh felt soft and spongy in his hand.
"Don't be shy Ted. Just think about those fine young
cunts you fucked. Think about those pretty little
thirteen year old pussies, cunt lips all puffy and
virginal, and your huge dick forcing its way between
them. The girls almost passing out from pain as your
dick goes in further and further. Fucking young pussy,
Ted.
"You want to try something even younger? No problem, we
can get it for you if you come to our school. You
haven't lived Ted, until you've had a six year old
sucking on your dick." Mr. Borger meant it too, except
that he preferred six year old boys instead of girls.
"Fucking into a young innocent face can be such a
thrill."
Ted couldn't keep the sinful, perverted images out of
his head. He thought of young cunt doing those things,
and his dick started to get hard. The pink had of the
cock peeked out from the thick foreskin. The foreskin
drew back and the smooth dick-knob emerged.
"That's it Ted, pump it up for me, don't be shy, that a
boy."
The dirty old man massaged the high school jock's
shoulders while the boy pumped and pulled at his
teenage dick. His breathing grew heavier, his young
tits rose and fell. His muscular stomach tightened even
more. His prick was up now, hard and thick and aching
with lust.
"See if you can get it dripping, Ted, but don't cum
yet. Show me what kind of control you have."
"Owwwwwwww!" Ted moaned as he spread his strong legs
wider so he could pump his teen dick harder. He liked
to really flog his meat. He curled his big toes and dug
them into the rug. Mr. Borger was working both his big
boy nipples now, pulling on them and twisting them. The
Mr. Borger leaned Ted's handsome face back and kissed
him on the lips. Ted had never been kissed by a man
before. It was gross, it was perverted, but he was now
so fucking hot, it didn't matter any more.
"Open your mouth, Ted, so I can give you some tongue."
The seventeen year old, pounding and jerking on his fat
fuck-meat, opened his mouth and the old man shoved his
spit slick tongue into it. He tongue fucked the boy's
mouth for five minutes straight. Ted gagged at first at
the thought of a man doing this to him, but he soon
adjusted. Then Mr. Borger licked Ted's face all over.
"Yessir, our boy Ted here sure wants that scholarship!
And it's looking pretty good for him. Looking Damned
Good! " Mr. Borger wheezed between licks. then Mr.
Borger started to spit on Ted's face. It was so totally
gross, Ted almost puked. The guy was actually spitting
on his face, Ted was sitting there bare assed naked,
masturbating his teenage jock cock, while this old man
spit all over his face. Spit ran off the boys cheeks,
covered his nose and lips, and pooled in his eyes.
"That a boy. Keep pumping, keep pumping but don't cum,
while I spit on you."
After the boy's face dripped spit, and it ran down his
neck onto his chest, Mr. Borger stopped. He grabbed the
boy's shirt to wipe off the spit.
"Good boy, good boy," he kept saying over and over.
"Are you leaking yet?"
"Yeah, oh God Yeah, so close. I'm so close, " Ted's
chest heaved with the boy's lust.
"Don't you cum. If you cum, you don't get the
scholarship. You need to show me control. Now just let
yourself leak all over your tummy, let that pre fuck
spooge ooze out of your dick. Let me see."
The boy's pre fuck was thick and slimy, almost like cum
itself. It ran from the pisshole and dripped onto the
boy's body.
"Okay, let me see." Mr. Borger leaned in and scooped
some of the pre fuck up with his finger. Then he
brought the finger to his own mouth and tasted it.
"Emmm, yes. Prime Teen boy pre fuck." He scooped up
some more. "Here, you taste it. Taste your pre fuck!"
"Please, Sir, I'd rather..."
"Do it! " The old man shouted, and shoved his slime
slick finger between the boy's thick sweet lips. "Taste
what those thirteen year old cunts tasted. Isn't that
delicious? Well, now it's time for you to taste
something else. Are you ready, Ted? Are you ready to
taste a little Mr. Borger?"
To be continued?
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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