The Frat Boy's Gloryhole - Part 2

Ben felt like he'd been hit by a truck. Aidan had known all along? He'd seen his search history?! The idea of his best friend looking at the videos that made him cum, was gut wrenching. When had he found this out? How long had Aidan known that Ben was gay?

He wanted to throw up, but Aidan pulled him forward.

"So what do you say, bro?" He asked and Ben was glad that the hallway was now empty.

"I'm..." his face had turned completely white as he tried to speak.

"I'm not... Gay" he muttered and Aidan stopped to look down at him.

"Fine" he replied, with a grin that told Ben that he didn't believe a word of it.

"But could you at least try to be gay?"

The distraught young man didn't know how to answer him. What did he mean by it?

"Look" Aidan continued, checking that the hallway was indeed empty. "The glory hole thing was my idea, I thought for sure that it would be a hit during the parties, but it's been months and nothing. If they don't get at least some use out of it, they're gonna make me pay for the damn door, and bro, I'm fucking broke"

Ben remained speechless. Not because of Aidan's wild idea, but because his friend knew.

"Nobody will ever know it was you" Aidan continued, and he was beginning to sound desperate "except me and you of course, but your secrets safe with me, bro".

They began walking again, with Ben wanting to be anywhere but here.

"Can you just think about it?" He pressed "the party doesn't start until eight, so you have..." He checked his phone "five hours to decide".

Ben still hadn't even considered the proposition, his mind was firmly on Aidan reading through his search history.

"How did you see it?" He asked numbly "the search history".

Aidan scowled.

"Bro, are you still on that?" He laughed "you left your laptop at my place a few months ago, remember? I was tryna' watch Netflix and next thing I know, I'm watching four college guys fucking the brains out of a twinkie"

Had Ben not been so freaked out by the admission, he would have laughed.

"A twink" he corrected his friend who shrugged.

"Whatever, so what do you say, will you think about it?"

Aidan seemed to by entirely unbothered by Ben's secret. Hell, he appeared to be almost happy about it, providing that Ben helped him with his plan, which up until now, he hadn't actually considered at all.

"There's like one hundred people at these things" Ben said, and despite the idea of sucking one hundred frat boy cocks being one of the hottest scenarios he'd ever thought about, it was entirely impossible.

"They're not all gonna want their dick sucked, bro" Aidan assured him "maybe like half the people there"

"That's fifty dicks, Aidan. Fifty!"

The older of the two considered the math for a moment before shrugging.

"One hour" he said, "that's all, just suck dick for an hour and then you can come out and enjoy the rest of the party".

Despite his reservations, the idea of not only going to one of the frat parties, but potentially being able to suck some frat boy dick, was almost overwhelming. There were however, some very real downsides.

Firstly, how would he get in without being noticed? If he did make it in, surely somebody, at some point would question who was sucking their dick. Then there was the fact that sucking so many random cocks was dangerous. Who knew where they'd been?

What about after he'd finished his job? They had a strict invite-only rule, and Ben doubted that they'd simply forget about that just because some random anonymous person sucked their dick.

"I don't know" Ben said honestly, and Aidan looked almost disheartened.

"Just think about it" Aidan pressed again "if you decide to do it, meet me at the street sign down near the house at 7:30, okay?"

Ben scoffed to himself. The idea was too ridiculous to even continue talking about, but he nodded and Aidan beamed at him.

"If you do this, bro" he said as they left the building "that's your ticket for every party to come! See you later" he grinned, heading in the opposite direction "I hope!".

Ben smirked as Aidan disappeared from sight. On the upside, he no longer had to worry about Aidan finding out about his sexuality. It was done, and he hadn't had to say a word. He felt a strange sense of relief that his friend knew all this time.

He returned to his dorm and fell onto his bed. It had been a long week, with assignments and tests, lectures and studying. He was spent.

The eighteen-year-old closed his eyes for just a moment. It felt good, and his mind began trailing over different things. He could see Lawerence Paget, the most popular guy in the school. He was wearing nothing but his boxer shorts, his muscular body looked so inviting. Then Cole Martin, the quarterback who loved himself more than anybody else ever could. He was jerking off, right there for Ben to see. Then Aidan appeared and he was naked, and more frat boys showed up, too. They all stripped off and walked toward Ben, but the closer they got, the larger they became until Ben was the size of an ant and the frat boys looked like giants around him.

He ran toward a gap, but Lawerence picked him up between his finger and thumb and now he was running across a huge, veiny, never ending cock, and when he turned around, he could see himself. His lips were around Lawerence's giant dick, sliding up the shaft and chasing the ant-version of himself.

His tiny ant-legs scarpered over the veins but it was too late, he'd been swallowed.

"Fuck!" He gasped, shooting up in the bed and breathing heavily as sweat dripped down his face.

It was dark out now. How long had he been sleeping? He checked his phone.

"Shit" he groaned, it was 6:45pm.

He pulled himself from the bed and into the bathroom where he peeled off his clothes and stood naked in the shower. Other than his strange dream, he hadn't actually thought much about Aidan's proposition. It was ridiculous and completely crazy.

He washed until he felt somewhat refreshed, spending extra time soaping his six inch erection which had been present since the sight of himself sucking Lawerence Paget's cock. He laughed to himself as he stroked, but his mind wandered again.

His plan for the night had been simple. He'd watch a movie and be asleep by ten. Perhaps he'd jerk off two or three times too, but how likely was it that he'd sleep now, after his extended power nap?

He dried himself off. What was the worst that could happen if he did show up tonight? Sure, he could be turned away the second he arrives at the house, but so what? At least it would get him out of the dorm for a while.

Worst case scenario, he'd never even get in. Best case scenario? He wasn't quite sure yet, but by 7:15pm, Ben had made his decision, left his room and headed for the frat house. His heart raced, but part of him was rather excited at the possibilities.

He crossed campus, hoping that nobody would see him, and found himself at the street sign where Aidan told him to wait. Given the time of year, it had gotten quite cool, but it were his nerves that were causing him to shake.

"You showed up!" Aidan's voice beamed behind him and he turned to find his handsome friend walking over.

"Let's get inside before people start arriving" he said, taking Ben by the arm and walking him across the street.

"They're gonna' see me when we get there" Ben said as they approached, but Aidan scoffed.

"Do you know what these guys do before a party?" He asked seriously and Ben shook his head.

"They party" he laughed.

The house was quite large, and Ben had seen it many times before, though he'd never been inside. His heart raced as they sprinted up the front yard and reached the door.

"Just follow me and don't wander off. They should all be out the back, but if we bump into anyone, let me do the talking, got it?" Aidan looked almost as nervous as Ben who nodded.

His friend reached under a large rock beside the door and pulled out a key. A moment later they were inside and the sound of thumping music and cheering filled their ears.

"Alright, come on" Aidan whispered, heading straight for the stairs.

The house was as big as it looked. There were many rooms off the hallway, but Ben didn't wait around, he followed Aidan up the staircase and onto the first landing.

"I've... I've never done this before" Ben whispered as they passed more doors and headed for the next flight of stairs.

"Well duh" Aidan scoffed "how many frat houses have a glory hole?"

"No, you idiot" Ben hissed "I've never sucked... You know, a dick before"

"Just open your mouth and suck" Aidan shrugged and finally they had reached the room.

It was dark inside, with nothing other than an old bed, a chest of drawers and an en suite.

"What do you think?" Aidan asked proudly, flicking on the light so that Ben could now see the hole which had been cut out about waist height up the door.

"So you just wait in the bathroom" he said, opening the door "and keep the light off when someone comes in, try not to make any man noises either".

"What the fuck is a man noise?" Ben asked, smirking.

"You know, like growling and shit" Aidan replied.

"Growling? Do you growl?"

"You know what I mean" he spat.

Ben poked his head around the door and was quite impressed. A six pack of beer had been left by the shower, a large bottle of water too, and even some snacks. Perhaps he would have more fun in here than in his own dorm, even if no cocks poked through the hole.

"How am I supposed to know when to turn off the light, though?" He asked, concerned.

"Well, lucky for you, I'm a fucking genius" Aidan grinned "give me your phone".

Ben hesitated.

"Dude, I've already seen the weird shit you jerk off to, just give me your phone".

Ben sighed and handed it to him, and a few minutes later he handed it back.

"There" he beamed, and Ben stared down at it.

He could see himself and Aidan standing in the doorway and he looked around the room confused.

"Is that a camera?" He asked and Aidan nodded, pointing up to the corner of the bedroom.

"Keep an eye on your phone, that way you'll see when someone walks inside"

"Isn't that a massive invasion of privacy?" Ben asked, feeling rather uncomfortable now.

"There's no such thing as privacy in a frat house" Aidan laughed "now get in, it's nearly time".

Ben stepped back into the bathroom as Aidan closed the door and peered through the cock-hole.

"Don't forget to turn off the light when you see someone, and just message me if you need anything. Oh and let me know how it goes, well not all the details, but let me know... Oh, and..."

"I've got it" Ben interrupted, finding the conversation through a glory hole to be quite off-putting.

Aidan smiled at him and stood up.

"Have fun, bro"

A moment later the bedroom door closed and Ben was alone. He couldn't imagine anybody sticking their dick through a hole without knowing who or what was on the other side, so the likelihood was that Ben would spend the next hour drinking beer and eating snacks alone in the bathroom and return to his dorm afterwards.

Strangely, it wouldn't have been his worst Friday night to date.

He could still hear the music blaring downstairs, broken only by the occasional doorbell ring. They were all so loud, too. Jeering and cheering, roaring and laughing, it sounded like a zoo for frat boys.

After twenty minutes, Ben had finished his first beer and moved onto the second. He triple checked that the door was locked again before slouching back and sighing. It looked like Aidan would have to replace the door after all.

A second later, he heard it. Ben's eyes widened as he checked his phone and watched a young man nervously enter the room. He punched the light switch and the room fell into darkness. His heart hammered, not because he expected the stranger to actually do it, but because it was more likely that the person simply wanted to discover who was in there.

Ben sat in complete silence as a bead of sweat dripped down his face. Would they beat the shit out of him for this?

He heard the slow footsteps come closer, and though it was quite dark, the ceiling window high above him cast enough light that he could see the shadow of the person standing on the other side of the door.

This was it, he was going to be caught and dragged through the frat house for everybody to see.

And then the sound of a zipper being lowered came and Ben's eyes widened even more.

He watched through the partial darkness as a pole of stiff flesh slid through the hole. He couldn't believe his eyes. He hadn't expected it to ever happen, and yet it was happening.

The owner waited for a moment before knocking gently.

"Hello?" He whispered, but Ben couldn't recognise the voice.

It was now or never. If he didn't do it, the man would attempt to open the door. He got to his knees, shuffled forward and without thinking, wrapped his hand around the seven odd inches of cock.

The owner gasped and cursed under his breath from the other side of the door, but went silent a second later.

It felt strange having somebody else's cock in his hand, but Ben could get used to it. It was warm and he could feel the small veins bulge in the shaft as he ran his hand up it. He continued to jerk the unknown man, feeling his own cock stiffen as he did.

"Can you suck it?" The man asked, sounding rather impatient.

Ben felt a rush of nervousness flood him, but he leaned forward anyway, opening his mouth and letting the man's fat cock head rest against his tongue.

There wasn't much of a taste, and slowly he lowered himself down it. Many nights alone in his bedroom had proven to Ben that his gag reflex was almost non existent. He was thankful for that skill now.

The cock filled his mouth entirely, pushing passed his tonsils and into his throat. The man outside groaned as the muscles in Ben's throat began to close around his sensitive glans.

"Fuck" he gasped and Ben took that as a sign he was enjoying himself.

It felt dirty and wrong, but that seemed to only fuel the excitement inside the young man. He reached down his own trousers, finding his stiff cock and tugging on it as he sucked. It only took a few minutes before Ben had found the swing of things. He could take every inch of the man's cock with ease, likely helped by the fact that the door prevented an inch or so from entering him.

Ben could hear the man's knees knocking against the door as they trembled, and after seven or eight minutes of intense, sloppy sucking, the man began to moan softly.

He hadn't been prepared for this part. His mouth began to fill with a bitter tasting fluid, and it didn't take a scientist to work out what it was. The stranger outside groaned, thrusting into the door as he spilled his seed across Ben's hungry tongue, and once his orgasm had passed through him, he dragged his wet, softening cock out of Ben's mouth and zipped up.

"Thanks" he said awkwardly, and Ben turned to his phone, his mouth still full of nut.

"Dylan Gregory!" He gasped to himself, catching sight of the young man as he opened the bedroom door and the light hit him.

He didn't know the young man well, but he knew him to see for sure. He'd never found him particularly attractive, but he wasn't awful either.

Ben considered what to do with the load in his mouth. Despite the bitterness, it didn't actually taste too bad and as he squeezed his cock again, he swallowed.

He felt somewhat ashamed as the seed drained into his stomach. What had he become? He felt like some sort of prostitute, but the man hadn't even paid him! Was it time to pack all of this in?

His phone buzzed and he read the message on screen. It was from Aidan.

"Dude! Dylan just told everyone he got the best blowjob of his life upstairs! I think you're about to get real busy. Good luck!"

As Ben read the message again, he heard the bedroom door open once more. Perhaps he'd stay a little longer.