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College Interview - 3
by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)
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Ted's college interview continues as Mr. Borger demands
oral service. (MM, nc, rp, huml, blkmail)
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Mr. Borger had Ted on his knees. On the carpeted floor
in the counseling office, young handsome Ted was bare
assed naked and on his knees in front of the college
rep. Ted knew what was coming. He dreaded it. He feared
it more than anything in his young life, but he also
knew that his entire future rested upon his willing co-
operation. Mr. Borger smiled down at the high school
boy and fondled the cloth covering his old man dick,
which was hard and leaking.
Mr. Borger may have been getting on in years, but there
was absolutely nothing wrong with his fucking
equipment. His fuckmeat was prime Grade 'A' cock. It
was nice and big, all the better to stuff and gag the
mouths of straight young high school boys. Mr. Borger
loved to gag them. He loved to humiliate and degrade
the proud young peacocks. Knock them down a peg or
three.
His fingers played with his zipper and then slowly drew
it down. He opened the button of his pants too and the
pressure of his cock inside pushed the trousers open
into a wide V. Ted let out a groan and looked at the
carpet. He didn't want to see.
"Ted! Look at me. Look at it, Ted. Look at it!"
Ted raised his eyes to see Mr. Borger drop his trousers
and boxer underpants. The old man's thick veiny dick
stood out straight, a drop of moisture leaking from the
pisshole. Ted wanted to cry.
"Now Ted, I know this is not easy for you, but then
getting into a really fine college isn't easy either.
And I also know that deep down inside, you think this
may be unethical, and that perhaps you should even
report me. But tell me Ted, who is going to believe
you, a desperate high school senior from a low income
broken home? Who is going to doubt my word? I am one of
the most highly respected University Reps in the
country. So Ted, let's get this straight. Either get to
work and earn your scholarship, or get out!"
Mr. Borger emphasized his words by reaching down and
shaking the huge dick, so that a few drops of pre-fuck
landed on Ted's handsome face. Ted wanted to puke. But
instead, he opened his mouth like a good boy.
"Oh Ted, before you start. Your clit is going limp. We
can't have that. That would show disrespect. So get
that clit nice and hard like a good girl!"
Ted reached down and fingered his own teenage prick. It
wasn't very hard, it's true. This session with Mr.
Borger was so perverted, so freakish, that Ted had a
hard time getting it up. But Mr. Borger wanted to see
it erect, so Ted pulled and pumped at his prick until
it was standing up. He had to close his eyes and think
about some of the hot girls at his school to do it.
"That a girl. Clitty all nice and stiff. Now baby, I
want you to open your mouth and stick your tongue way
out, as far as you can!"
Ted complied, one hand still around his teen dick.
"Oh baby, what a nice big tongue you have! Now I am
going to rest the head of my dick on your tongue...to
give you your first taste of cock! You don't do
anything except just let my cock rest on your tongue.
Got that? Let's see if our college candidate can follow
orders."
Ted really wanted to puke. He could smell the old man's
cock. That sex smell that seems to fill a room. Mr.
Borger stepped closer and placed the fat head of his
dripping dick on the boy's tongue. It sat there with
the piss hole opening and closing and pre-cum oozing
out.
"Very nice Ted. I have to say you show potential. This
scholarship might very well be yours." Mr. Borger
squeezed his dick stalk and bubbles of pre-fuck slime
ran from the pisshole onto the high school boy's
tongue. "Yes, the first time a boy tastes a man's
cocksnot is a very special occasion."
Mr. Borger adjusted his position so the cameras hidden
in the room could capture all the action. He wanted
good shots of this star high school athlete with cock
in his mouth. That was the way to insure that his
services would continue to be forthcoming. After all,
there were coaches, certain members of the Board of
Trustees, the Dean of Education, and even the
Chancellor who wanted to sample Ted's talents.
Ted groaned again as some of the fuck-slime slid down
his tongue into his throat. Now Mr. Borger started to
seesaw his fat cockhead across Ted's tongue. He drew
back until the big prick knob was out of the boy's
mouth and he rubbed it all over the kid's upper lip and
under his nose, so the smell was overpowering. Then he
once again rested the dickhead on the boy's tongue.
"Now my young athlete, slowly draw your tongue back
into your mouth... and my fat fuckmeat with it. You are
about to become a cocksucker."
Ah, the wonders of sexuality and the powers it holds.
To turn a straight healthy normal high school senior
into a dirty perverted cock sucker. What a pleasure.
This boy would now never, NOT BE a cocksucker again. He
would always be a cocksucker.
Even if he never put another dick into his mouth,
(highly unlikely considering what Mr. Borger had
planned for him) he would still be a cocksucker all his
life, because once you suck cock, you are by definition
a cocksucker. So Ted was now a cocksucker! COCKSUCKER
TED!
It had a nice ring to it, don't you think? Mr. Borger
did.
"Cocksucker Ted, that's your name for now. Okay
Cocksucker Ted, now I want you to close your mouth on
the dick and start to suck on it. How well you suck my
dick, determines whether you get the scholarship or
not. Your future is riding on this suck, boy, so you
better make it good.
"As I shove my cock in and out of your mouth, you suck
on the in strokes, and don't forget to use your tongue
and throat muscles and lips. And as I pull my cock
back, you use your tongue to titillate the sensitive
underside.
"As the cock reaches it outermost position, you rub
your tongue over the cockhead and stick it into the
pisshole as far as you can. Then I push back in again,
and you start to suck again. Got that? When those
little thirteen year old sluts sucked on your dick,
Ted, did they know what they were doing?
"I doubt it. I'll bet you jut held onto their ears and
fucked their soft young faces like they were cunts!
Well, that is one way to do it. Boys your age tend to
fuck any hole that's available. Getting your big
teenage sausages to shoot is the only thing that
matters, right boy.
"Well, now you will learn that there can be some skill
and artistry involved in sucking cock. The Art of
sucking cock! Do you have any idea how good it feels to
have my prick in your soft, wet virginal mouth, Ted?
Ted the Cocksucker! My cock feels wonderful in there.
Like it was created just to be in your cocksucker
mouth. Now stop gagging, Ted.
"That's just some nice pre-fuck slime running down your
throat. I leak a lot. You seem to leak a lot too Ted.
That's a good sign. Some guys hardly leak at all. When
I was your age, I had to wear dark trousers because my
dick leaked all day in school. If I wore light colored
pants, there would be a huge spot at the crotch.
Nothing I could do about it. Okay Cocksucker Ted, here
we go."
Mr. Borger lied a little. He did indeed fuck the boy's
face. Oh he started out letting the kid suck and slurp,
but he soon grabbed Ted by the ears and rammed his huge
hunk of cuntstuffer fuckmeat down the boy's throat. Ted
gagged and choked and still the cock battered his
throat.
Ted's muscular naked chest rose and fell as he
struggled to get air, and his fat nipples did a titty
dance. Ted's toes curled in the carpet. He was naked on
the floor of a school office, sucking dick to try to
get into a major university. How could life get worse?
Mr. Borger pulled his throbbing pecker from the boy's
mouth and lifted it up, dripping saliva and pre cum
onto the kid's face. "Okay, Jock Boy Cocksucker, lick
my balls. Lick my big swinging fucksack for me!"
"Oh God, please Sir, haven't I done enough. Please
don't make...." Ted was crying pretty hard. Damned hard
for a rough tough senior high jock.
"Shut up, Cuntmouth and lick my balls. Lift each nut on
your tongue, roll it around. Then lick and suck the
salty sweaty hairy sack!"
So Ted the Cocksucker became Ted the Fucksack Licker.
He became Ted The Fucksack Licker because he felt he
had no choice. Just a few more minutes, and he would
have the scholarship and he could try to forget about
this horrible incident. At least that's what he
thought. How wrong he was.
"Come on, Ted, lick those nuts. Put a little effort
into it." Mr. Borger loved having his nuts licked. His
nuts and ass. He would not have Ted lick his ass today.
No, he would save that humiliation for another day.
Just this last weekend, he had had his nuts licked by
the fourteen year old son of one of the Board of
Trustee members. Now that boy was an expert scrotum
licker.
Of course he had been practicing on his father since he
was five. At fourteen, the poor little kid's asshole
could take two full grown hands up it at the same time.
Mr. Borger knew because he had done it. But on to the
present task at hand.
Mr. Borger stepped back, amused to see Ted's tongue
swiping at air as the boy tried to get scrotum flesh
into his mouth. Spit trailed from the ball sack to the
boy's lips. When the trail of spit broke from the
fuckbag, it draped down across the boy's chin and
dripped onto his muscular chest.
"Open your mouth, Ted." Mr. Borger told the boy. "Look
at your dick, it has gone soft again. What a fucking
pussy you are. You have to be punished for letting your
clitty go soft on me. To punish you, I am going to spit
into your mouth! I am going to spit a huge thick gob
into your mouth and you are going to taste it and
swallow it."
Poor teenage Ted looked so pathetic kneeling there on
the floor with his mouth open. His body trembled with
fear and disgust. He felt he was losing it. Mr. Borger
leaned over him and hawked up a huge clump of spit
filled with nose snot and boogers. When Ted heard the
sound, he let out a sob like a mother who has just lost
her child. It was a sob from the soul... a sob of a
lost soul. Ted was lost. Ted felt he could never
recover his dignity. Mr. Borger leaned in and spit the
huge gob into the boy's mouth.
"Don't swallow it yet. Keep your mouth open so I can
see it in there!" Mr. Borger stood there fisting his
throbbing dick, looking down at the lake of spit and
snot in the boy's mouth. What a fucking disgusting
piece of shit this boy was. "You are really a piece of
shit, you know that? Okay Ted, the ball licking snot
swallowing cocksucker, swallowing all that nice spit
and snot!"
Ted swallowed. He wanted so badly to puke, but he knew
he could not. That would cost him the scholarship. The
bare assed teenage boy's body broke out into a cold
sweat. He could taste the awful snot and boogers and
spit as it clung to his tongue and palate. Some of it
just wouldn't go down.
"Okay Ted. See that examination table over there in the
corner of the room. The school Nurse was nice enough to
loan it to us. I want you to go over and sit on that
table. It's time for your anal exam!"
"Dear God, please don't do this to me. I am begging
you. You know, I can be a really good student, and I am
a good athlete. I can be good for your school. Don't do
this horrible thing to me."
"No nonsense Ted. Go over, Mr. Limp Clit and sit on the
table. And I want to see that dick up and hard again.
If you don't get that dick hard and keep it hard, you
lose the scholarship. Who wants a jock who can't
measure up to the demands of the game? Now I have to do
a thorough anal probe of you to make sure you are
healthy. So get your naked ass over to the table...
NOW!"
Mr. Borger's exposed prick bobbed and weaved, dripping
pre-fuck juice. He stepped out of his pants and boxers.
Time to fuck the virgin boy's teenage ass, he thought.
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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