Delta Phi Inc - Part 12

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I stood in the bedroom upstairs, looking out the window and feeling my heart smash inside me. It was a big day today, and all I could think about was Carter.

I had expected to lose my virginity to someone I loved, not a group of college frat boys taking turns using my ass as a cum dumpster whilst the whole thing was being recorded. Sure, it was a hot situation, but part of me was saddened by it.

My shorts slid down as I gazed mindlessly across the campus in the distance. I knew he was there, it was his idea to get me prepared beforehand.

Being naked in front of other people was still something that I was trying to get used to. There was something so vulnerable about it, but I'd grown to trust Brandon, so when he lathered his fingers with lubricant and slid them between my butt cheeks, I simply shivered and stood in place.

"We'll add more between scenes" he said, wiping his hand on a towel and standing next to me, "are you okay?"

As the lube soaked into my hole and my shorts remained around my ankles, all I could do was nod.

"You know you don't have to do this, right?" He said, pulling them up, "if you're uncomfortable we can move onto a different scene".

"I want to" I sighed, "I'm just nervous".

Brandon took me under his arm and rested his cheek on my head. "It's normal to be nervous" he whispered, "but I promise we'll go easy on you".

When he finally left me alone, I was able to sit with my thoughts for a while. Being fucked by the entire group should have been my main focus, but Carter continued to play on my mind. He hated me, yet he'd come up with this large gangbang scene which would certainly involve him having sex with me. Only two weeks ago he told me that he could barely be in the same room as me! What was he up to?

I took out the small, black and red bottle that Rocko had given me. It wasn't for the faint hearted, that was for sure. The instructions were clear. Lube myself up using a tiny amount for minimal sensation or a lot for extreme heat. Once that was done, I had roughly ten minutes to wash the stuff out of me or it was game over.

Carter of course, would likely wait around after the scene, and ten minutes later, his junk would feel like it was melting from his body. It was harsh, but I had to protect myself. If he was planning something, then so was I.

When I reached the living room, the lights were already on and the cameras were set up. Wyatt beamed at me and pointed to the sofa.

"You're gonna spend most of the time on that" he sniggered, "are you ready?"

I looked around and found Brandon, Jake, Ethan, Blake and of course, Carter. They were chatting casually, with Blake already playing with himself through his boxer briefs.

"We decided to narrow down the list" Wyatt continued, "Carter thought it would take too long to get through everybody, so meet the guys who are about to take your virginity".

I laughed nervously, but again I wondered what the fuck Carter was doing. I glared at him, and for a moment he glanced back, before turning away and continuing the conversation.

"Alright guys, let's get the first scene done, please" Wyatt called out, and the young men broke away until I was left alone.

"Do you need to look over your script, Hunter?" He asked me, but I shook my head and sat down on the sofa where this was all going to happen.

"Alright, three... Two... One... Action".

This was the most nervous I'd been since this whole thing began. I sat there as Wyatt zoomed in on me, before the door opened and Brandon entered.

"Sup, new boy" he smirked, and I scowled.

"So me and the guys were talking, and we've decided that we don't like your attitude".

His hand shot out and grabbed me by the face. I could feel his gentleness, but there was something very hot about Brandon manhandling me.

"W... Well that's too bad" I growled back, and Brandon dragged me to my feet by my collar.

"Too bad for you" he whispered, and Wyatt stood just inches from us. "Now are you gonna' get down on your knees and worship my cock, or am I gonna have to make you?"

"CUT!"

I looked at Wyatt who'd made the call.

"You're tenting, bro" he sniggered, and I looked down to see my erection pointing in my shorts.

"Shit, sorry" I groaned, and fixed it.

When we began rolling again, Brandon grabbed me by the back of the neck and forcefully pushed me to my knees. I watched as he dragged his large cock from inside his pants and hung it over the waistband, and a moment later it was sliding into my throat.

Sucking cock had become my new favourite pastime. Especially Brandon's cock. I slurped, sucked and gagged on him for a few minutes before Wyatt yelled cut, we took a quick break, and got right back to it.

Jake entered the scene, laughing and jeering as he crouched down next to me and took charge of my head. Just like Brandon, I could feel the softness in his touch, but he held my head and pushed it all the way down his buddies cock until I gagged, then kept me there as Brandon thrust.

"I think it's about time we filled the new boy up, what do you think?" Brandon asked Jake who nodded deviously.

I was pulled to my feet, and at the same time, my shorts and underwear were ripped from my body and my shirt was pulled over my head. I was naked once again, and as I pretended to struggle against Brandon's strong hold, I was laid on the sofa and Jake began to suck my dick.

It was heavenly. Sure, all the guys were extremely hot, but something about Brandon and Jake made me weak. Brandon held my arms back, as though I would have ever tried to stop what was happening, and Brandon sucked me until I became hard and started to squirm.

"CUT!"

I was breathless, and glanced up at Brandon, upside down.

"You good, man?" He asked, rubbing my chest. I nodded.

"Alright" Wyatt said, handing Jake a tub of lube, "we're going to do it in the next scene. Hunter, try your best to relax, if it gets too much, just call it, okay?"

I nodded and felt sweat begin to form.

"ACTION!"

Jake had already lubed me up. Now he was dragging my legs backwards over my head, handing my ankles to Brandon who kept me in place as my butt spread open. I took deep breaths as Jake used his hard cock to slap my wet butt hole, and off camera, Brandon stroked my cheek with his thumb.

I winced as it pushed against me. I'd been trying to prepared for this all week with a toy that Lawrence had kindly lent me, but clearly I'd underestimated the size of a real cock.

Jake used his thumb to push his helmet inside me, and I did my best to relax as I became fuller and fuller, and fuller.

"Do you need a break, Hunter?" Wyatt called, but I wanted it to continue so that I could loosen up for the other guys who were all about to do the same.

After a few minutes, another cut and a generous serving of lube, Jake began to fuck me, and I couldn't deny that it was one of the most satisfying feelings in the world. Any lines that I was supposed to have, melted from my mind as he plowed my ass and Brandon fed me his cock.

We changed positions. Jake sat on the sofa, I was lowered onto his cock in a sitting position, and then Blake appeared and both he and Brandon stood either side of me, taking turns to use my mouth as Jake fucked me.

I had to hand it to them, this was probably the hottest thing I had ever witnessed, let alone been a part of. It took a few more minutes before Jake grunted, and his large cock flooded my butt with cum. Without missing a beat, my naked body was bent over the arm of the sofa and Brandon took his turn as Blake used my mouth, and Ethan appeared.

It was mind blowing, and felt even better in this position. Jake had spread me wide enough that Brandon's cock only caused mild discomfort as he slid it inside me. I was drooling with pleasure now as Ethan and Blake took turns face fucking me, and after another ten minutes of all my holes being used, Brandon squeezed my hips and dumped his load right next to Jake's in my rectum.

Blake took over my ass now, and after a short break, began to pound me with force. Ethan's cock tasted wonderful, as though he'd used some sort of flavoured lube, and I couldn't get enough of it as I sucked and licked around every inch.

I hadn't even noticed him, but Carter was now standing right next to me, and before I had a chance to do anything, he grabbed a handful of my hair and ripped me toward his cock.

I considered biting it off, but I was going to get my revenge soon. Real soon.

I reluctantly sucked his cock for the camera as my own one poured pre-cum onto the sofa. I still couldn't work out why he wanted to be involved in this scene if he hated me so much, but I just went with it.

It was unfortunate, because Carter had a very nice dick and I would have enjoyed pleasuring him if he wasn't such an asshole.

Finally, Blake exploded inside me and now I could feel the three loads of thick, hot cum sloshing around inside me. He pulled out, Ethan took over, and so it continued.

I was incredibly horny now, so much so that I was desperately trying to rub my hard cock against the arm of the chair until Wyatt told me to stop.

"Sorry man, but we want to get the money shot at the end".

It was difficult to stay focused, but I managed to hold off and after a few more minutes of being impaled on both ends, Ethan added the fourth load to my used hole, and slipped out with a squelch.

"CUT!" Wyatt called, and now it was time to get my revenge on Carter.

Whilst they begin to chat quickly about the scene, I unscrewed the cap on the bottle that I'd kept in my sock nearby and squirted almost all the tube into my palm. Without thinking, I dolloped it only my aching hole, pushing it inside where I could, and got back into position.

I wasn't sure how effective the stuff would be, but I had no time to think about it either. Carter returned and Wyatt set up at a new angle.

"I wanted to apologise" he whispered from behind me, and my eyes widened.

"I was an asshole to you before, so I'm sorry".

I glanced up at the camera which was about to start rolling, but before I could protest, Wyatt called Action and Carter was sliding into me.

"No!" I groaned, but nobody batted an eyelid because it wasn't the safeword.

"If I'm being honest" Carter breathed so the camera didn't pick it up, "I was jealous, and I think... I think I've got a crush on you".

I almost yelped. Why the fuck had he not said this to me before fucking my ass? I was now coated in fucking fire lube, and so was he!

I needed to make him cum quickly so that I could warn him and we could both get this mess cleaned off us.

His cock felt wonderful inside me, but I couldn't enjoy it, not like this. He pounded my ass with vigour, punching against my prostate with each stroke, and then Wyatt called out.

"Alright, Hunter, let us see you cum!"

Mindlessly, whilst still focusing on getting Carter to jizz in me, I grabbed my cock and began to stroke it through the pleasurable passion of our fucking session.

Admittedly, despite the situation, I was still incredibly horny, so it only took a few minutes before I tugged myself over the edge.

Thick ropes of cum began shooting from my wet cock. I was pretty sure some of it drenched the camera lens as Wyatt zoomed in for a close up of my wet, lubed cock... Oh fuck.

"You need to cum!" I hissed as I realised that I'd just jerked off with the god damn fire lube, "you need to cum like right now!"

We had a minute or two at best, but finally Carter sped up and began moaning and grunting as he added the final load of cum into my beaten up asshole.

When he finally pulled out, the rest of the guys clapped and cheered, but we had no time to bask in it. I grabbed Carter by the wrist and yanked him out the door and toward the shower room in the back yard.

"They're celebrating already!" Carter laughed as our dicks flopped around and the music began to blare from the living room.

I didn't answer him, and now we were running through the rain.

"What the fuck is this all about?" He scoffed as we reached the shower room and I tried to yank the door open.

"You know you need the key" he laughed, and when I looked at him, his expression changed to one of worry.

"What is it?" He asked, and I closed my eyes and groaned.

"I'm sorry, Carter" I winced, and when I finished explaining the situation to him, his eyes were wide and the burning had already started.

"We need the keys!" He gasped, rubbing his burning cock as we ran back across the yard and found the back door had slammed shut, locking us out.

We beat on the glass as the burn intensified, but the music inside was clearly too loud for them to hear us. The pain was becoming worse by the second, until the two of us danced between our feet and tried using the rain water to ease the burn.

It didn't work, and now my insides felt like they were being torched.

"You're a fucking idiot, you know that?!" He gasped.

"You're a fucking idiot for not telling me this shit beforehand!" I whimpered.

"How much worse does this get?" Carter hissed, tears in his eyes.

I thought back to the instructions, and then the warning at the end, and my heart began to pound even faster.

"A lot worse".