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My frat Brother would return home from practice, strip down and then take a shower.

While He took His shower, I would come into His room to clean up and collect His football kit so I could launder it (of course, as the house faggot, I spent a few minutes pressing His stinky socks and jockstrap to my nose and inhaling His pungent, masculine scent.

When He finished showering, towel wrapped around His waist, He would sit down on the corner of His bed, throw open His towel, and scroll through His socials while I dropped to my knees and serviced His cock to completion.

Being a faggot, of course I had wanted to serve Jake by fulfilling His sexual needs and wants, but Jake had made it abundantly clear to me from day one that He was straight and wasn’t interested in letting a faggot like me slobber on His cock. I was just grateful that I could serve Him at all and derived great satisfaction from being His servant.

I arrived at the frat house in the early afternoon and found Jake. I thanked Him for inviting me and confided that I was a bit nervous as I’d never been to a frat party. He chuckled and smiled, “you silly faggot, you’re not here to attend the party - you’re here to work the party!”

I was actually relieved and, though I felt stupid for believing I was invited as a guest, I was happy that I might have an opportunity to further serve Jake.

Jake signaled for me to follow Him and I obeyed - trailing Him as He navigated the warren of rooms until we arrived outdoors by the rear deck. There were a few of His “Brothers” already there, drinking beer and smoking weed.

Jake walked over to Them and announced, “Hey, this is the faggot I was telling you guys about…what do y’all think, can we put it to good use?”

His Brothers chuckled a bit as They nodded Their approval; I was not certain what They had in mind for me, but I was eager to serve and obey.

Jake signaled for me to approach Him and, once next to Him, said “watch this, guys - ‘drop to your knees, faggot!’”

I immediately dropped to my knees.

His Brothers laughed at my faggotry - amused by my subservience and unquestioned obedience. One of Them walked up to me and began grinding Their crotch in my face - I could feel His soft, fat cock and balls through His shorts against my lips. I instantly became hard and my worthless erection pressed against my shorts - tenting them - so that my arousal was clearly visible to all.

Jake and His Brothers laughed at this and joked with the other Brother, “damn, looks like that faggot is ready to gobble your knob, Tyler!” I remained in position as Tyler began to thrust His crotch comically - simulating oral sex as I knelt before Him.

Jake laughed and replied, “well, that’s why I brought the faggot here - let’s get it to work as our house faggot and put its fagholes to use!”

I looked up with surprise at this last statement however, before I could register what Jake had just said, Tyler pulled down the front of His shorts and ordered, “get to work, faggot - suck my dick!”

I didn’t need to be told twice and immediately took His soft cock into my hungry mouth - lashing it with my tongue as I began to rhythmically suck on His cock. I felt it stiffen and grow inside my mouth. Tyler was impressively endowed and I nearly choked as His cock probed deeper and deeper down my throat.

The Others (including Jake and Tyler) continued to drink, smoke, and chat while I slobbered on Tyler’s knob. A few of Them began grabbing at Their crotch through Their shorts as They grew aroused with anticipation.

“Fuck, this faggot is a great cocksucker…I’m getting close” said Tyler as He began to thrust His cock balls deep down my throat, “ohhh fuck yeah, ohhh damn, I’m cumming…fuck, I’m cumming, yeah…”

As Tyler exhaled with a grunt, I felt His cock twitch and explode at the back of my throat. His cock pulsated - each spasm an eruption of His seed. As His load flooded my throat I could taste Him - His cum was at first sweet followed by a sour and bitter aftertaste. I swallowed every last drop.

As Tyler pulled out, He shook His cock of the last drops across my face, wiped the head of His cock against my cheek, and then pulled up His shorts.

Over the next 10 hours, I sucked and swallowed the loads of 17 others; I also served as a urinal for 6 guests - including Jake.

When the party was winding down, Jake told me to find Tyler. I obeyed and found Him in the bedroom He shared with another Brother. He told me to come in and close the door, turned off the lights, and pushed me onto the floor.

My pulse raced as He pulled off my shorts and I felt the weight of His body against mine - pressing me against the hard floor. His breath smelled of beer and cigarettes. He spit into His hand and I felt His fingers probe my fagcunt roughly.

His cockhead pressed against my hole - there wasn’t nearly enough spit or lube, but He was drunk and pushed inside me nevertheless. It was painful and I winced silently as I felt His impressive cock fill my fagcunt.

He moaned as the wet warmth of my ass enveloped Him.

He began to thrust slowly.

I moaned.

Within less than a minute, He grunted and sighed. I felt the warmth of His semen filling my hole as He came deep inside me.

After a minute, He began to thrust again - distributing His seed and lubricating my hole for His further use. Tyler fucked me on and off throughout the night - dumping a further 2 loads into me before sending me home at 4am.