Bottom Cuck Faggot

It was early in the fall and He had just broken up with His girlfriend. He seemed to always be horny and I’d caught Him jerking off in the dorm on four occasions since He broke up three weeks earlier. He had tried to pretend I hadn’t the first two times, but just kept stroking the last two times - telling me to give a few minutes.

As we walked back to the dorms that day, He was complaining to me about how horny He was now that He wasn’t getting it regularly from His girlfriend. He was saying He wished He could just get a blowjob without having to go through all the motions of dating.

He asked me if I knew what He meant and I said, “kinda, but I really don’t have that problem.” He stopped and asked me what I meant? I turned around and faced Him and answered, “Luke, I’m pretty sure You know what I mean. You know I’m gay, right?” He nodded and said He had assumed, but wasn’t sure. I said, “well, I am, and in my community, sex is just sex and it’s not a big deal blowing a Guy I just met”.

He raised His eyebrows and asked, “so you just blow any dude, even someone you just met, no need to buy them dinner or take them out on a few dates?” I nodded and He chuckled, “damn, I kinda wish I was gay - would make being single a lot easier and I wouldn’t be so fucking horny all the time!”

We both laughed but, before we began walking towards the firm again, I said “You know, you don’t need to be gay to use a faggot. If You’re really horny and need to nut, I could help You out with that…”

He chuckled nervously and asked if I was being serious? I nodded affirmatively and He asked, “so you’d really suck my dick?” I nodded again as I looked around to make sure no one was coming and then dropped down to my knees, pulled down His shorts, and took His hardening cock down my throat.

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Blake looked at his roommate holding the controller. It was his time for the game. Andy had it for the past few days. "It's my time to play it." He demanded.

"Oh, you know the routine." Andy smirked. "Same routine as the last three days. You have to earn it." He added while looking briefly at his tablet and back towards the tv screen.

"Not again." Blake pleaded.

"If you want to play, you know how to convince me." Andy added, not even looking at Blake. His focus was on the game screen.

Blake got down on knees beside him and began to massage his calves and feet. He had been a foot sub to his roommate the past three days. It was the only way Andy would let him have a turn at the game. He would spend over an hour massaging his feet while he gamed.

"Why don't you do something extra today?" Andy suggested as he looked directly at Blake.

"Like what?" Blake asked, wondering what extra his roommate wanted.

"LIke the full worship this time. Sniff between my toes and my whole foot. Add some kisses on my soles and lick them while you are doing that as well." Andy smirked and refocused on the game. "Well better get to it if you want some time on the game." He laughed a little.

Blake saw the manipulation Andy was playing, but he really wanted to play the game today. He put his nose between his toes and sniffed them, while kissing the soles of his roommate's feet. There was a slightly strong order from them, but not too overwhelming. He soon started to lick the soles of his feet and sucking on his toes. He licked betweeen his toes.

"Good foot boy," Andy paused for a moment. "You will get game time today after a couple of hours worshipping my feet." He added, smirking down at his roommate sucking on is toes. "It feels so good, foot boy." He paused the game and then picked up his tablet. He snapped several pictures of Blake at his feet. "I think I should post those with the caption of a good foot boy worshipping my feet." He said when Blake realized that pictures were being taken.

"Come on, Andy. Please don't do that." Blake pleaded. "It would be embarrassing." He pleaded even more.

"I will agree if you agree to be at my feet every day." Andy ssid. "Deal or no deal?" He then asked, knowing full well what Blake would decide.

Blake didn't want those pictures floating all over the internet. "Deal." He reluctantlly said after ten seconds of silence.

When they finally quieted down and I was trying to fall asleep—images of Roy and Jimmy flashing through my head—I looked up and there was Roy, naked by my bed. He lay down, and pushed my head into his crotch.