Delta Phi Inc - Part 17

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“No” Lawrence shrugged.

“No?”

“No”.

I glanced nervously at Brandon who looked at me with told you so eyes, before returning to my room-mate.

“You know how much money you could make, dude?” I asked, the desperation obvious in my voice.

The handsome wrestler chewed on his thumbnail as he lay on his bed and scoffed. “Sorry guys” he said, “it’s not for me”.

Carter stood up and the other two followed. I was almost sure that Lawrence would agree to it, and now I felt rather stupid for mentioning it in the first place. As we left the room, the three of them turned to me.

“So what now?” Jake asked, and I could sense the worry in his voice.

“I guess we’ll have to get jobs” Carter sighed.

“We need to at least give it a go” I told them, “we can’t just give up at the first hurdle”.

Brandon nodded and said “he’s right, but we have nowhere to do it and no equipment to do it with”.

The four of us stood in the hallway for a moment until Carter’s eyes widened. “I have an idea” he said, “meet me at the old mill at six”.

He hurried off almost instantly as the three of us shared worried glances.

“Well this should be fun” Brandon scoffed, but we all felt as uneasy as he sounded.

The old mill was a large building that hadn’t been operational in years. It was mostly concrete, with some old conveyor belts and bunches of chains hanging from hooks in the ceiling. In truth, the abandoned building looked more like the set of a snuff film than a porno, and as the three of us walked inside, I began to wonder if we’d made a big mistake.

Sure, being scammed by Wyatt was a big issue, but the likelihood of us making a single red cent was slim. Delta Phi had been running for a long time, and those guys knew what they were doing. We had no idea.

“Welcome to Frat Fuckers!” Carter called, like some sort of showman, as he stood on a ledge above us.

We gawped up at him, and then around at the derelict factory.

“Where’s the little clown puppet on a tricycle?” Jake asked, but Carter waved him away.

“This, my horny friends, is our new studio” he told us, “it might look a bit rough around the edges now, but when we’re fucking straight guys, who’s gonna care about the background, am I right?”

“You’re right” Brandon nodded, “except we’ve got zero straight boys to fuck”.

“That’s where you’re wrong!” Carter continued, sounding excited, “you’re forgetting that we live on a fucking campus!”

The young man jumped down and stood before us. His eyes were wide and hopeful, and even though I had no idea what he was talking about, I found myself almost as excited as he was.

“We’ve always stuck to our own group, right?” He said, “Delta Phi Inc, a gang of horny frat boys, for your viewing pleasure and all that shit, but there are hundreds of students, maybe even thousands of students on this campus, and we’ve been ignoring that fact!”

“I wonder why” Jake sniggered.

“Yeah, bro” Brandon smiled, “we’ve ignored them because they’re uh… Straight”.

“And they’re broke” Carter grinned, “and broke straight guys are the best straight guys, you all know that… Well, not you, Hunter, but you know what I mean”.

We watched as Carter hurried across the concrete and pulled a dusty sheet from a camera that looked like it was around when dinosaurs roamed the earth.

“Two hundred and fifty bucks” he said, pulling another sheet from a long pole with a bare bulb at the top, “one hour of sex on camera, and the lucky college student walks away with a full pocket”.

“And how exactly do we find these willing prostitutes?” Brandon asked, sounding unconvinced.

Carter turned back to us and grinned.

“We’re in a gold mine, guys” he said, clapping his hands together, “thousands of broke college students, all looking for easy money, and we’re here and ready to line their pockets”.

“It’s a good idea and everything” I said, “but do you really think that guys will be willing to fuck on camera for two hundred and fifty dollars?” The scepticism was evident in my voice.

“No” Carter said, returning to us, “I don’t think they’ll be willing, I know they will”.

He turned toward the door, slid his fingers into his mouth and whistled. The three of us turned and watched as a pretty hot young man appeared and strolled inside with his hands buried in his pockets.

“Meet Lucas” Carter grinned, “Lucas is a nineteen year old hockey player, who may or may not have an addiction to buying Lego sets in his spare time”.

“It’s not an addiction” the red headed hunk scowled, “I just like them”.

We all gawped at him. His shoulders were broad, and he looked more like a football player than a hockey player. He was taller than me by at least a few inches, and when he reached us he looked around and shrugged.

“So who’s sucking my dick?”

Brandon, Jake and Carter stepped back, leaving me alone in the circle with him, and he shrugged again and reached for his zipper.

“Not yet, not yet” Carter said, hurrying toward the camera, “slow and steady”.

This was complete madness. I’d never even seen this guy before, and now I was being expected to suck his dick? I glared around at the others who looked just as confused, but I had to admit, Lucas was extremely attractive.

“You two ready?” Carter asked, flicking on the blinding bulb which illuminated the entire factory.

“Yep” Lucas said, but I wasn’t so sure until the camera began to audibly roll, and Carter called “action!”.

“So, you’re nineteen and your name is Lucas?” He asked, holding the chunky device toward the young man’s face.

He looked awkward but nodded.

“And you’re willing to play around with another guy for some cash?” He pressed, and Lucas looked around and nodded again.

“Alright then, let’s see what you’ve got!”

Carter backed up to get Lucas’ entire body in frame, and the muscular sports start peeled his red t-shirt over his head to reveal an impressive physique.

“Do you work out, Lucas?” Carter asked, and everybody knew the answer to that.

“Five days a week” the jock grinned, flexing his biceps, “sometimes six”.

“Hiding anything else?” Carter pressed.

I watched, feeling myself become hard as he unzipped his pants and reached inside. He fumbled around for a moment before finally dragging a thick rod from his underwear and hanging it over the waistband. It was one of the largest that I’d seen.

“Holy shit” Carter gawped, and even the other two were in awe, “that is some sized package you’ve got there, Lucas”.

The half naked college student smiled and pulled his balls out, too. They suited his large cock, and hung loosely over his pants.

“Nine inches of meat” he proclaimed, flexing it.

Carter spent some time capturing footage of the thing like it was a mythical legend. He zoomed in, stepped back and took it from different angles before finally swinging the camera around to me.

“And our resident cock sucker” he grinned, and I shot him a cold look, “how does it feel to be in the presence of such a huge dick?”

I cocked a brow in his direction. “I’m used to it” I smirked, and his cheeks burned.

Lucas stared me down like I was a piece of meat. My eyes travelled down his chiselled body until they reached his cock once more, and almost instinctively, I got to my knees.

“Go ahead Lucas” Carter said, “earn your money”.

The young man barrelled toward me like a gorilla. His thick rod bounced, and then his musky scent washed over me when he stood in front of me. Carter aimed the camera, and I began.

The salty taste of his flesh filled my mouth as my lips stretched around his member. His thick cock head began pouring pre almost instantly, but he remained pretty soft for quite a while.

I could tell by him that this was the first blowjob he’d ever gotten from a guy, because his body was stiff and awkward. He simply stared down at me as I choked on him, and remained that way.

“You can hold his head” Carter reminded him, but he stayed in place with his arms down by his sides.

After almost five minutes of sucking, Lucas began stiffening and I gagged violently as I tried to keep him inside.

I ran my tongue up the underside, feeling the thick veins as I did, and felt him shudder. I took his cock in my hand, unable to close my fingers fully around it, and jerked him sloppily as I buried my face into his balls and began sucking.

Lucas grunted, and a moment later I returned his helmet into my hungry mouth and swirled my tongue around his cum slit as he thrust.

“You enjoying this, Lucas?” Carter asked, and the muscular oaf swiped at the camera before grabbing my head and shoving himself further into me.

My throat opened for him, and he fucked my face with vigour before gasping loudly and expelling ribbons of thick, hot cum directly into my stomach. I tried swallowing, but it was pointless, he was almost in my damn stomach, anyway.

When his rough orgasm ended, Lucas stepped back, dragging his anaconda with him until it fell from my mouth and twitched as spit, throat fluid and cum dripped onto the concrete.

“Pleasure doing business with you” Carter grinned, handing the panting young man the cash.

He took it, shoved it in his pocket and dressed again before looking back down at me.

“You’re good at that” he said, “if you were a chick, I’d fuck you”.

“Thanks” I replied, wiping my mouth on the back of my arm as I got to my feet, “if you weren’t hung like a sperm whale, I’d probably let you”.

Lucas turned on his heel with his money and left the building, mumbling something about a Hogwarts Lego set, and Carter looked back at us and held up his hands.

“So?” He asked, grinning, “what do you think?”

Personally, the idea of sucking off straight guys had always appealed to me, but it was the other two that I was concerned about.

Jake looked to Brandon, who looked back.

“What about us?” Brandon asked.

“Oh don’t you worry” Carter grinned, “I’ve got the perfect plan for you two, fuckers”.