“Stalker,” Liam accused upon catching me ogling his amazing, athletic body in the open showers of our fraternity house.
“What? No—no,” I stammered feebly. “I’m not stalking you.”
But I was stalking Liam—and had been for months. Jesus, he was gorgeous. The smoking hot body. The killer smile. And that big dick—that big fucking dick. Even though I knew he was straight, I wanted Liam in the worst possible way.
The first time I saw Liam naked was at my initiation. He was president of the fraternity and presided over the ceremony—a rite of passage in which all the brothers and pledges were buck-ass naked. It wasn’t sexual, or at least it wasn’t supposed to be. We all stripped down to symbolize our equality in the brotherhood, that we’re all the same. But we weren’t the same. Liam’s huge cock was proof positive of that.
Most brothers don’t get to live in the house until their second year. But shortly after my initiation, a room became available when a brother dropped out of school unexpectedly. I jumped at the chance to take the guy’s old room—anything to get closer to Liam.
It didn’t take long for me to learn Liam’s schedule and when I could find him in the showers before his morning classes. I would saunter into the bathroom and take a sink opposite the open showers, affording me an unobstructed view of Liam soaping up his body and his big cock. I tried to be covert, shifting my glance whenever Liam looked my way, but I suspected he had my number.
Mornings weren’t the only time in which to catch Liam in the shower. He also showered late at night after fucking pussy. At least three or four nights a week, Liam would drag some sorority slut upstairs to his bed—never the same girl. And to my delight, Liam always fucked the bitch with his door wide open. This was a habit common amongst the handful of studs in the house who scored pussy easily. Fucking with the door open was a means of flaunting their sexual prowess.
It was on this particular night that Liam had yet another sorority slut in his bed. From my room two doors down, I could hear the bitch moaning as Liam used her cunt. It was bad form to lurk in the doorway when a brother was fucking some bitch, but passing by his room and taking a quick glance at the live porn show taking place was a blameless act.
Liam was on top of the bitch, missionary with her legs pressed against his chest, when I walked casually past his room. He was giving it to her hard and I froze in my tracks at the sight of his big cock gliding in and out of her cunt. And then Liam turned his head and looked at me. I knew I should leave and pretend that I hadn’t been staring, but my feet were anchored to the floor. Liam locked eyes with me as he continued to fuck the bitch. I could tell he was getting off on being observed, and so I stood in place and watched as Liam jackhammered her cunt and dumped his load in her. And then I bolted back to my room.
Ten minutes later, I heard Liam escorting the bitch downstairs, his load in her pussy. Fucking bitch. Moments later, I heard the shower running down the hall. It was Liam, no doubt. And like a moth to a flame, I made my way to the showers to observe Liam’s post-coital shower.
“Stalker,” Liam accused me, his back towards me, the shower water cascading down the front of his body as I ogled him from the bathroom sinks.
“What? No—no,” I stammered feebly. “I’m not stalking you.”
“Bullshit,” he spat. “I know your type, bro, and it never ends well. This place is toxic.”
“I don’t understand,” I shrugged.
“Felix—he was the guy that had your room,” Liam began to explain. “He used to look at me like you do—wanting me. I wasn’t the only one. He started giving up his hole to a few of the brothers and it wasn’t long before he became the house cum dump. I’ve never seen a guy take that much dick.”
“And that’s a bad thing?” I asked.
“Yeah—it was,” Liam answered. “The guys were using him endlessly. Felix stopped going to his classes, spending all day and night with his ass up on his bed taking load after load. His parents found out and made him transfer schools. You don’t want that, trust me. I’m just trying to look out for you.”
“Why do you care?” I asked. “You don’t even know me.”
Liam turned off the shower and turned towards me, his big dick hanging halfway down his thigh. Placing a hand on my shoulder, his athletic body dripping wet, Liam leaned into my ear and whispered, “Maybe you and me aren’t so different.”
The import of his admission washed over me as Liam grabbed his towel and retreated to his room. I had always assumed that Liam was hopelessly straight, but had I misjudged him? Was all the pussy and über-masculine posturing just an act, a means to survive and conquer in the testosterone-laden jungle of the frat house?
Lost in thought, I meandered back to my room, but was suddenly ambushed outside of Liam’s door. His muscular arms pulled me inside his room as he quickly closed the door and pushed me up against it. His lips found mine, his tongue darting into my mouth. I wrapped my arms around Liam, delighted to discover that he was naked.
“I want to be inside you,” Liam whispered as he pawed at my clothes, exploring my body as he stripped me bare.
With his muscular arms, he picked me up, my legs wrapping around his body, and lowered me onto his bed. Climbing on top of me, Liam’s lips met mine, electricity coursing through our bodies. He fumbled with a bottle of lube on his bed table, his wet finger suddenly in my hole, readying me for him. I felt the pressure of his cockhead pushing against the puckered folds of my cunt, and then a white-hot flash of pain as he pushed into me.
“FUCK,” I gasped, my hands digging into his back.
“Shhh,” he silenced me, his hand over my mouth, his cock buried balls deep in me. “We can’t get busted.”
“Mmm hmm,” I nodded, a tear running down my cheek as I fought to accept the sheer magnitude of his huge cock inside me.
“Is this—is this your first time?” Liam asked tenderly, removing his hand from my mouth as he kept still inside me. “Are you a virgin?”
“Yes,” I whispered, embarrassed by my lack of experience. “I’ve never been fucked.”
“Wow. Go big or go home, right?” he laughed softly. “I’m just kidding. I’ll go slow. I promise.”
I winced as Liam began to move within me, beginning with some slow, deliberate strokes. “Just ride out the pain,” Liam guided me. “It’ll start feeling good soon.”
And he was right. Waves of pleasure began to break through the pain as Liam increased his pace, delving deeper into me, stretching my hole to its limit. He pushed my knees against his chest, mimicking the way he had fucked the sorority bitch earlier. If she could handle his huge cock, then so could I. As Liam promised, his big dick was starting to feel good—fucking amazing, in fact.
“Fuck,” I exhaled as Liam delivered a deep thrust, his weight upon me, my eyes rolling back into my head.
“Too much?” he paused.
“No,” I answered, wanting more. “That felt incredible—so fucking intense. Keep doing it.”
“I’ll try,” he agreed, delivering a succession of deep thrusts into my void, “but I’m getting close. Can I cum in you?”
“Yeah,” I replied. “Fucking breed me,” I begged, wrapping my legs tighter around him, willing him to fill me with his seed.
“Oh FUCK,” Liam grunted, burying his face into my shoulder to muffle himself as his huge cock began to throb and release his load inside me. “FUCK … SHIT.”
Liam collapsed on top of me, his balls emptied, as I stroked his sweaty back. We stayed that way for what felt like an eternity, our bodies melded as one, until Liam finally withdrew from me—his cum gushing out of my gaping hole.
“That was fucking amazing,” he exhaled, rolling off me and taking his place on the bed next to me. “Did you like it?”
“Are you kidding me?” I laughed. “I fucking loved it.”
“Good,” Liam smiled. “But this can’t leave this room. We can’t let the rest of the house know about us. It could get messy, especially if the guys find out you take cock. They’ll want in on the action—and I don’t want to share you.”
“I understand,” I nodded in agreement. “Maybe you should keep fucking those sorority bitches now and then? You know—so nobody suspects anything.”
“Nah,” Liam dismissed, rolling on top of me again, his hard cock pushing back into my used, cummy hole. “From now on, I want only you in my bed.”
Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults.
