Date: Wed, 14 Nov 2012 09:03:00 -0800
From: Stuart Sharp <stuartjamessharp@gmail.com>
Subject: Blackmailed by a Frat Boy (Chapter 2)

BLACKMAILED BY A FRAT BOY


Chapter 2


By Stuart James Sharp


stuartjamessharp@gmail.com


***


For the next six days in a row, I thought of nothing but Evan's cock while
I jacked off.  I couldn't get it out of my head.  It must've been 8.5
inches long, thick, and looked just perfect from my vantage point down on
my knees looking up at his chiseled frat boy body.  And his warm cum...
fucking buckets of it all over my face and in my hair and in my mouth. I
found myself compulsively checking my phone to see if I had missed a call
or a text from him.


Nothing for six days.  So I contented myself with my memories and my gay
porn Tumblr feed.  I found myself particularly drawn to images and videos
of guys getting jizzed on.  I would come across one and immediately get
hard.


Then, on the seventh day... Evan texted me.


*come over tonight.  10pm.  bring beer.*

**

My heart fluttered and my cock twitched as soon as I felt the vibration
from my phone.  Finally.  Finally!  I'd get to suck his incredible cock
again.


I showed up to his frat house with a six-pack of Heineken that I got my
over-21 friend to buy for me.  Evan let me into the house wearing just a
pair of athletic shorts sagging a few inches below some baggy white and red
striped boxers.


"What's up, bro?" he said and snatched the beer away.  Then he led me past
some other shirtless frat bros playing ping pong and watching TV up toward
his room.


"So what've you been up to this week?" I asked innocently.  Nervously.  I
followed behind him watching his ass in those athletic shorts.  His muscled
legs.  He ignored my question - or maybe he just didn't hear me.  Then
unlocked the door to his room and pushed me inside.


Someone was already there.  A slim boy with a baggy shirt, skinny jeans and
a backwards baseball cap.  He had a young-looking, cute face with a boyish
glimmer in his eyes.  When he saw me, there was some trace of recognition
in his eyes... they lit up in an unexplainable way...


"Stuart, this is Peter.  Peter - Stuart," Evan said, shoving me toward the
skinny boy.  He rose from his seat on Evan's bed to shake my hand.  "Peter,
I take it you recognize Stuart."


Peter nodded, his cheeks turning red.  Then Evan turned his attention to
me.  "Stuart, now let me get you acquainted with Peter."  Evan whipped out
his cell phone and started a video.


It was of Peter, backwards baseball cap still on, sucking Evan's giant,
hard cock.  Evan held the back of Peter's hat and shoved Peter's head down
on his cock.  "Fuck yeah," came Evan's voice from the iPhone
speaker.  "Suck that cock.  There you go.  Take it, bitch."  Peter started
gagging.  Evan laughed.  "Yeah, you like gagging on my fucking cock?"  Evan
pumped in and out of Peter's mouth a bit until pulling out and jacking his
cock.  "Open up, I'm gonna cum... oh fuck... oh fuuuuckkkk yea..."


And then I saw what happened to my face recreated on this cute,
innocent-looking boy named Peter's face.  Rope after rope of thick warm cum
shot out of Evan's cock and drenched Peter.  When it was over, Evan stopped
the video.


Peter and I shared a look... a very knowing look.  We'd both been personal
cock servants to frat boy Evan and clearly both loved it.  So what were we
both doing here?


"Okay boys," Evan started.  "You're both pretty good at sucking cock, but
I'm curious if you can do better.  So I'm going to up the ante a little
bit.  You're each going to get one minute to suck me off best you
can.  Then I'll judge who is the winner based on how good a job you
do.  Now I don't want you to hold back - so feel free to be as verbal as
you need to be.  Be honest - if you love my cock, then fucking tell me
so.  Sound good?"


Peter and I exchanged uncertain glances.  It was one thing to suck this guy
off alone, but now there would be someone watching?  And a
competition?  But a moment later, Peter silently knelt down on the
ground.  And so I quietly knelt beside him.


"Good," Evan said with a smirk.  "Now strip to your boxers."


Once again, Peter and I exchanged glances.  I wondered who this cute boy
was who had somehow fallen into Evan's trap as well.  But when he slipped
his shirt off and revealed a surprisingly toned chest and abs, I did the
same.  Then we both unbuckled our belts and dropped our shorts.  I was
wearing some Hanes boxer briefs.  He was in white Jockey briefs and had a
very impressive bulge.  It seems skinny white boys always do.  When I
looked closer I realized... he was definitely hard.  But fuck... so was I.


"Nice boners, faggots," said Evan.  "Oh.  One more thing.  Whoever loses...
will get a photo of their cum-covered face leaked online."


"What?" Peter blurted.


"Fuck no," I protested and stood up.  Evan immediately grabbed me by both
shoulders and shoved me to the ground.  Fuck!  I forgot how strong he was.


"Like I said.  I'm upping the ante.  So you better fucking make this the
best fucking blowjob you've ever given, yeah?"  Evan pulled his shirt over
his head and threw his pants and boxer briefs down so he was standing naked
before us.  A fucking fratboy god with a perfectly hung soft cock.  "Who's
first?"


I saw Peter's eyes go wide and his mouth go hungry.  We both went for it
and accidentally knocked our heads together.  Evan laughed.  He grabbed his
phone.  "Gotta record this shit...  Stuart, you go first.  One minute.  Try
to make my cum."


I immediately enveloped his cock with my mouth and started sucking.  God it
felt so good to feel it harden in my mouth.  To know that what I was doing
was turning this sexy boy on.  That he appreciated my cocksucking
abilities.  Soon it was fully hard and all the pent up sexual energy from
the last week came flooding back.  I had been fantasizing about this for a
long time.


I jerked his cock with my hand and licked the tip.  "Fuck, Evan, I've never
sucked such a nice cock."


"Yeah, you like that, huh?" he retorted in a growly voice.


"Wish I could suck this big cock every day.  I've been thinking about it
while I jack off."  I dove back on, sucking up and down more and more.


"Well fuck you sure know how to make it feel good.  Take it all in... there
you go."  Evan grabbed the back of my head and shoved it down.  His cock
plunged into my throat gagging me.  "That's a good boy."


I kept sucking, now deep throating the massive cock.  Out of the corner of
my eye, I noticed Peter watching, holding his own rock hard cock from the
outside of his whitey tighteys.  I let Evan's cock out of my mouth, drool
falling from the tip down to the floor.


Then, Evan grabbed me by my hair, threw my head back, and shoved me
backward onto the ground with his foot.  "Time's up."


Evan immediately turned his attention to Peter, who's hard-on was peeking
out the top of his briefs now.  I laid back on the floor, still staring at
Evan's cock, hoping he would give me just a wink or a nod or a cocky
grin... but nothing.  He and his iPhone were completely focused on Peter
now.


Peter practically jumped on Evan's cock, took it all the way into his
mouth, and held it there a long moment.  "Damn," Evan exclaimed.  "Now that
is how you suck a dick.  You paying attention, Stuart?"


I watched as this adorably cute boy wearing nothing but a backwards
baseball cap and whitey tighteys sucked the strong, muscled frat boy's huge
cock.  And I couldn't help but reach down and stroke myself.


"Hah," laughed Evan.  "Peter, you're so good at this Stuart's jacking off
just watching."  Evan turned the camera phone on me.  For some reason, I
jacked off more furiously and gave out a little moan.


Peter stopped sucking for a moment.  "I've never sucked such a fucking hot
cock, dude.  Your so fucking big, man.  I fucking love sucking your dick."


This turned Evan on big time.  He grabbed the back of Peter's head by his
hat and handed me his iPhone - "Film it, bitch."  I took the phone and
framed it on Evan facefucking Peter.  He grabbed Peter with both hands and
started absolutely plowing him.  Peter took it like a champ.  Then, moments
later, Evan took his cock out and started jerking it - "Ohhh fuck yeah...
fuck yeah..."


I knew what that meant.  When Peter opened up his mouth, I slid next to
him, put my face next to his, and opened up as well.  I aimed the camera so
we would both be in frame just as the first spurt of cum rocketed onto our
faces.  The ropes of cum came hard and fast and Evan moaned, "Fuck yeah
both of you faggots take that cum!  Ohhhh fuck I knew you fucking wanted
it... fuck... fuck!"


This was more cum than I had ever seen at one time... like... ever.  When
it was over, I glanced over and saw that Peter was just as drenched as I
was.  We looked at each other with a hint of disdain.


Evan grabbed the phone and aimed it back at us.  "Well... not bad either of
you.  But right now I think it's a tie.  So to decide who will be the
winner... and who will have their cum-covered face all over the Internet...
we'll have a race.  First faggot to eat all the cum off their face and
swallow it wins.  Go!"


Shit!  Peter immediately wiped huge globs off his face and sucked them off
his fingers.  I followed suit.  It was warm and sticky and tasted slightly
salty but knowing it came from Evan's incredible cock just turned me on.  I
put glob after glob of his jizz in my mouth and swallowed as fast as I
could - but it was too much.  I gagged for a second, then recovered, but
not before Peter put the last of his in his mouth and swallowed.  "Done!"
he exclaimed.


"We have a winner!" Evan said and clapped.  "Sorry, bro..."


My face paled.  "Please... just... don't leak it, dude.  I'll do
anything.  I'll... I'll keep sucking you whenever you want."


"Dude, you lost the game.  Sack up and accept the consequences."


"No - you can't!  If you post it, then... then it's over.  I'll never come
back."


"First of all - I have plenty more evidence against you, so you better come
back.  Second of all..." a smug grin crossed his face, "I know you want to
come back."


"Well... just... can't I do something?" I begged.  Still on my knees, I
noticed his now soft cock in front of me and start sucking on it again.  He
let me suck for a few moments, then pulled me off.


"I'll think about it," Evan said.  "But right now, I'm gonna drink the beer
you brought me and play some Madden.  So clean up, put on some clothes, and
get fuck the out."


Evan grabbed a Heineken from the six-pack I brought and popped one
open.  What a fucking douche!  He slipped on his boxers and sat back on his
bed, chugging.  Who did he think he was?  Make me buy him beer, compete in
a cocksucking competition, eat his cum, film the whole thing, then sit back
and laugh as he leaked photos of me online?  I wanted to fucking punch him
in the face.  But of course I didn't dare.


Back in my room that night, I was filled with mixed emotions.  I was pissed
at what had transpired.  Nervous that Evan might leak some photo of
me.  But then at the same time I was crazily turned on by the whole
thing.  And jealous of Peter.  Was he really better than me?  Did Evan
actually enjoy Peter's blowjob more than mine?  Maybe Peter was cuter than
me?  Or just had better technique... I thought I was pretty good... I could
improve, surely.  I mean, I definitely made Evan feel good - after all, I'm
the one who got him hard in like, twenty seconds.


Thinking about the encounter had made me hard again.  Then, I noticed I had
a bit of dried cum in the hair over my right ear.  Shit... hope nobody saw
that....  I pulled it out and put it in my mouth.  Eating all that cum was
fucking hot...


And so I went back onto Tumblr to find more photos of guy's getting cummed
on with the hope of reliving that moment when Evan shot all over me and
Peter.  I scrolled through a few pretty good ones, reaching down to stroke
my hard shaft.  I spit a few times on my hand and wiped it all over my cock
to lube it up.  Kept scrolling through pictures as I jacked off...
imagining that image of Evan's hard cock spewing... and then I saw it.


On my Tumblr feed was a photo.  Of my face.  Covered in Evan's cum.  Lips
wrapped around his cock.  I started shaking and a bizarre exhilaration
swept from my chest down to my cock.  The exhilaration intensified when I
realized the photo - my photo - already had been "liked" 60 times.  That
meant... at least sixty people had seen my cum-covered face... and the look
I was giving up at the camera was of total... complete... lust... and
submission.


END OF CHAPTER TWO.


***


Thanks for reading.  If you enjoyed the story, I'd love to hear all about
it.  Write me at stuartjamessharp@gmail.com.  Look out for Chapter 3 coming
soon.


-Stuart