Date: Sat, 06 Feb 2010 14:32:19 -0500 From: rwg10276@aol.com Subject: Filthy Fratboys Chapter One This is a fictional story involving adult/youth sexual relationships. If this type of material offends you, or if you are not of legal age, please do not read any further. This material is intended for mature adult audiences. Names, characters, locations and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. I love to hear from readers. Any feedback is cool! Write to me at rwg10276@aol.com Let me know if you want to hear more of this story and check out my other one stories here, if you haven't read them. -Eric Filthy Fratboys Chapter One: Rush Week Begins "Hey Kyle, you `bout ready?" Tim asked as he entered my dorm room. "Just about," I replied while tucking my shirt in and grabbing my wallet and dorm key. `Not really' was what I was thinking though. As Tim threw himself down on my unmade bed, he asked, "So where's your roommate?" He grinned knowing that this was a sore spot for me. "The missing link?" I replied. "I guess he's at the library or something." Now at the end of just the fourth week of freshman year, Tim and I had become pretty fast friends. I was grateful for this since neither of us got along with our roommates at all. Mine was this overweight dork, a total loser with no manners or even basic social skills. Tim's roommate was just a full-of-himself clown. During freshman orientation, we started chatting after seeing each other obviously looking miserable saddled with roommates from hell. At some outdoor event that first week of school, the missing link managed to spill food down his shirt and get stung by not one, but two bees. I gave up and that's about when Tim came over and introduced himself. Since then, we've been pretty inseparable. For one, we both play soccer together on the varsity team. Plus, we are in a bunch of the same classes. "So...." Tim began, giggling. "I assume he's not taking part in Rush Week?" I just snickered at that. Actually, I was surprised I was taking part in it. Even though I'm pretty much a preppy jock and what most would consider typical fratboy material, I never had any interest in it and was only reluctantly talked into going with Tim to this one Rush Week party. But a few things weighed in its favor lately. One, dorm housing (especially with the missing link) was looking pretty pathetic. Two, the frat that had invited us to this party was one of most socially elite, if smallest, on campus. It was full of totally cute jock type guys. As a still-closeted but thoroughly gay guy, being around such hot young men was pretty appealing (and intimidating too). The third reason was I'd already been to the frat house since some of the older students on the soccer team lived there (that's how Tim and I scored the invites, I guess). The frat house was really nice but the thing that made the biggest impression on me, so to speak, was when I saw the bathrooms. Each floor had the same set-up: a room on the right of the entrance with sinks on one wall and a line of stalls and urinals on the other two. The urinals were really interesting since they were pretty close together and there was no partition at all between them, meaning you could see all those athletic guys' pissing dicks all the time. These urinals were at a right angle to the wide entrance to the showers so anyone in the shower could watch guys pissing. And the showers were just a big rectangular space to the left of the entrance with no privacy either, just one large room. Even on my short visit there, I'd managed to see one guy take a monster leak and two guys totally naked, scrubbing their hairy pits and big pubic bushes while chatting casually together. The fourth reason for changing my mind about the Greek system and wanting to pledge this particular frat was that Tim really wanted to join. And the truth is, he's a really hot guy as well as my best friend here at school. Like me, Tim is eighteen years old. He's about 6 feet tall and pretty thin, around 145 lbs. His hair is kinda shaggy and light brown, with blonde highlights and he's got green eyes. Overall, he looks like a classic surfer/skater type. His body is really well defined with a totally hairless chest but a light brown treasure trail and really thick and long pit hair. Since we play soccer together, we've been naked in front of each other many times already. From the very first time I saw Tim's penis, I've jacked off in the toilet stalls a hundred times! I was sitting on a bench in the locker room, lacing up my cleats. I'd already changed into my jockstrap and soccer shorts, thank God, or my almost instant erection would've totally given me away. Tim was standing next to me and taking off all his clothes. When he pulled down his boxer briefs, I snuck a major peak at his genitals. He has a really huge bush of thick and wiry brown hairs. And Tim's got a long, really thick dick too. His penis looked half hard as it stuck out about eight inches from his cock hair. The shaft has lots of veins running along it and he's uncut, like me. So far as I could tell to date, he and I are among the rare few with our foreskins. His hood is big and loose but doesn't totally cover his big helmet head. Not only is his dick head really big but he's got the largest piss hole I've ever seen. It's not just a long slit like on most guys. Instead, Tim's piss hole is big, open and round; I bet you could easily get a slim finger pretty deep inside. Below his monster penis, Tim's balls hang pretty low and have lots of hair too. Other than that, Tim's got a nice small ass that's lightly hairy as well. I haven't had any luck so far in getting him to bend over and allow me a glimpse of his anus, but I'm dying to look at it! Tim bounced up off the bed, excitedly stating, "Kyle, hurry up dude, we don't wanna be late." I said "no sweat," and gave myself one last check in the mirror to make sure I was at my best for this pledge party. I guess I liked what I saw. My light blonde hair is getting wavy-to-curly even though it's not too long. It totally offsets my blue eyes and what most people describe as a boyish face. I only really need to shave a few times a week. My button nose and constant blushing add up to make me look a lot younger than my eighteen years. I'm also six feet tall and weigh about 140 lbs. so I'm pretty thin but I have more pectoral definition than Tim and a really flat stomach. My nipples are flat but really wide diameter on my pale skin. I don't really have a treasure trail but my light brown pubes start on my abdomen just an inch or so below my navel. My bush is wide but not very dense. However, my cock hair is really long and curly so my bush looks really enormous compared to most guys. At its deepest, right above my dick, my light brown bush is about four inches deep. My pits are hairy too. I have a smattering of light brown hair on my long, thin muscular legs. Now for the most important part: my penis. When soft, my dick hangs down pretty far, like around 6 inches and it's got nearly two inches of foreskin all bunched up and hanging off the end. My erections, which occur embarrassingly easily, are just about eleven inches long. From my big bush, my hard penis forms a big upside-down arc as it tapers down to my long dickhead and it has a long, fat vein running across the top. Even when erect, my hood covers my penis completely with a thick, inch-long nozzle of rubbery, tight foreskin on the end. So that extra bunch of foreskin means my dick looks like it's twelve inches long, even if it isn't (quite). The shallow curve of my dick means that my piss slit is aimed straight out in front of me, allowing me to shoot a stream of urine as much as ten feet in front of me. My big, lemon-sized balls are almost hairless and hang down a bit unless I'm getting ready for my orgasms. Then, my balls rise up so that they are nestled real tight against each side of my dick shaft at the base. Finally, I have a small bubble butt and a totally hairless asshole. My anal lips are real loose, though, and tend to stick out pretty far, forming a fat knot-like shape the size of a small donut. My anus looks a lot like a thick finger that's been curled up into a tight fist. It's as thick as a finger but of course has a lot more ridges and folds. Still, it's pretty unusual and really big. Not because I've been doing anything to stretch it much but because I've always made some real big, real hard turds. Anyway, I love my fat anus; it's great to massage it and feel it wiggle under my fingers while I sit on the toilet masturbating. So anyway, the party at the frat house was cool. Tim and I both had a blast and seemed to really hit it off with the brothers. There weren't too many freshmen invited so this frat's reputation as exclusive seemed pretty true. The frat brother that Tim and I knew from soccer was Trent. He's a twenty-one year old senior and really tall at about 6'4" tall with wavy, thick dark brown hair and a square jaw that usually has a few days' beard growth. I've seen Trent naked in the locker room a few times and he's got a real long, cut dick with a fat head and a heavy bush, wide treasure trail and even some short, dark hairs between his pecs. He's really cool and made sure that Tim and I drank as much beer as possible. One of his friends and fellow frat brothers is Kevin. He's on our mediocre football team. Kevin is a bit more muscular, around my height, but he must weigh close to 180 lbs. or so. He's got black hair that's pretty curly and cut short on the sides and back. And Kevin has blue eyes and pale skin. He seems to have a mischievous grin all the time and tag-teamed with Trent to make sure the prospective pledges, especially Tim and me, always had another beer in hand. As the night wore on, Kevin's shirt buttons seemed to pop open lower and lower down and I couldn't help staring at the clipped black hair covering his muscular pecs; he was pretty hairy!. At one point I saw one of his nipples and it was big. Not wide diameter, like mine, but instead, his nipple was a thick rubbery thing that stood out pretty far. Like I said earlier, the frat house was real nice and, as the night wore on and the beer flowed, I could really picture myself living there for the next three and half years. But the biggest reason for my sudden eagerness to join the frat was the best part about the party. All that beer we were drinking had to come out sooner or later. Most of the guys went up the main staircase to the second floor bathroom to piss. And each time that either Tim or I had to take a leak, we were joined by a small crowd of frat brothers with equally full bladders. None of these guys was piss shy at all; in fact they seemed to be checking out my nearly-erect dick. I saw at least a dozen hairy cocks urinating with awesome force. Most of their dicks seemed pretty hard too. Trent joined Tim and me one time really late in the evening. And I was so excited to realize that at last I would get to see Tim urinate! The three of us stood at the three urinals, me in the middle with Trent to my left and Tim to my right. We silently watched as we all got completely hard and prepared to relieve ourselves in front of each other. Trent's erection curved upward about nine super-thick inches so that the fat helmet head and long piss slit aimed almost straight up in the air. His dickhead looked about the size of an apple. To my right, Tim's penis lengthened and lifted up so that the rigid, straight shaft pointed up at about a 60 degree angle from his hairy groin. His thick shaft was about ten inches long and his fat dickhead was only partially covered by his foreskin. I could sense both guys looking at my big upside down-curved penis and the fat knot of foreskin hanging off the end of it. Our dicks were so hard by now that they didn't move at all; as if they were made of steel and not flesh. As we concentrated on emptying our full bladders, the three of us were startled by the bathroom door suddenly swinging open as Kevin barged in on us. "Mind if I join you guys?" Kevin asked, breaking the silence in that frat house toilet. Before anyone could answer, Kevin unzipped his jeans and pulled out his own big cock and balls. He was rapidly erecting too. Kevin stood at a right angle to Tim and aimed his penis toward our three urinals. Trent, Tim and I all seemed to focus on Kevin's incredible erection. This dick put our big boners to shame! It was nearly a foot long with a similar upside down curve to mine. In fact, it looked like a circumcised, longer and fatter cousin of my erect penis. But the other really cool thing about Kevin's dick was the awesome amount of hair. He had a super-thick black, curly bush that must've been at least four inches deep above his long cock shaft. His balls were huge and hairy too. Well, by this point I couldn't hold out much longer and so I began to piss, hitting the back of my urinal so hard that urine splattered back onto my dick. Almost instantly, Trent and Tim started to urinate too. First Tim's cock head let out a thick gusher from that giant dick hole that looked more like a garden hose than a young male's piss stream. Like me, Tim's piss splattered back onto his fat shaft and also onto Kevin's hard penis as well. Then Trent let out a soft moan and the rest of us looked over at him. His boner was pointing up so far that he missed the top of the urinal and was pissing all over the tile wall at nearly head height. This was awesome, I thought, and would make for countless masturbation fantasies in the days and months ahead. But just as I thought it couldn't get any better than the three of us pissing hands-free from our huge erections, Kevin announced, "I'm gonna piss." Well, at that right angle to us, Kevin's urine rocketed out from that giant dick of his in a long arc all the way past Trent's urinal and onto the wall and floor on the far side of the bathroom. At almost the same time, Trent thrust his hip forward so that his big, upward curved cock was right in Kevin's firing line. It was so awesome to watch Trent piss almost straight up in the air as his fat dick shaft was bathed in his frat brother's urine. Seeing this, Tim moaned and tried to get his big, pissing cock wet with Kevin's piss too. So Kevin grabbed his boner and began waving it up and down eventually coated all our erect, urinating dicks in his burning hot beer piss. It felt so incredible to have this hairy upper classman relieve himself on my erection. Even my big bush got wet, the droplets of piss in my cock hair glistening in the fluorescent light of the frat house toilet. We must've pissed for at least two minutes; we'd had so much beer. By the time we'd finished, our dicks and bushes had been thoroughly soaked by Kevin's massive bladder release. Now, the tension in the toilet was unbelievable as the four of us just stood there with our hard wet cocks exposed and throbbing visibly now. But just as I was wondering what might happen next, we could hear someone in the hall calling for Trent and Kevin, snapping all of us back to reality. Reluctantly, or so it seemed, we all put away our boners and went back downstairs. By then, the party was winding up; the university had rules about `last call' at all campus parties, even in the frats and sororities. So Tim, me and the other potential pledges all said our drunken goodbyes and thanks. On the way back to our dorm, Tim and I compared notes on our odds of getting invited to pledge the frat. We both felt real good about our chances; we'd gotten the friendliest goodbyes from the brothers. One thing we didn't mention at all was the encounter in the bathroom. But I knew that for me at least, it was the main thing on my mind. It was the single hottest, most sexual thing I'd ever done and my soaking wet underpants and the sticky feeling from sweat, piss and semen thoroughly coated my crotch from my bush to my thick hood to my distended, fat teen anus. Back in my room, the missing link was hanging out with some dweeb friend of his so I just sat on my bed, sobering up a bit. The dorm was really quiet now when I heard a noise out in the hall. So I peeked through our door and down the hall I saw Tim headed toward the bathroom while looking around as if he didn't want to get caught. Well, I thought I knew what that probably meant. Either Tim needed to take a shit or he planned to jack off in the toilet stalls. Either way, I was so horny and still kinda drunk after that frat party so I decided to sneak down there and listen from another stall. Our dorm bathroom was nowhere near as fun as the frat house toilet. For one, it was designed for way more privacy so no urinals and no open shower. The partitions between the toilet stalls were real low too. But not so low that I couldn't recognize Tim from his sneakers and bunched up jeans and underpants as he sat in the only occupied stall. I walked past his stall pretty slowly, hoping he'd recognize my sneakers too. I went into one of the stalls next to Tim and, after pulling down my jeans and wet underpants, sat on the toilet. After what seemed like hours of silence but was probably only a few minutes, I detected the telltale sound of Tim masturbating gently, while sitting on his toilet. I soon began matching his soft stroking sound as I worked my big foreskin up and down my dick. At the same time, I reached under me and felt my big teen asshole really sticking out, thrust toward the toilet water. As my thick shit lips expanded outward, I began to push down with my ass muscles. That's when I heard the soft, crackling sound coming from Tim's toilet stall. My friend, the hot uncut surfer guy was taking a dump while jacking off! Until that moment, I thought I was the only guy in the world who got off by crapping and masturbating simultaneously. I heard the splashing sound as one of Tim's turds hit the bowl water. Then, I bore down on my big boy anus and cut a monster fart. It was loud, deep and wet-sounding as it echoed in the tile bathroom. But, oh my God, Tim moaned as I farted and I heard him pick up the pace of jacking his big dick. I started rubbing my fat anus harder and felt it push outward, opening up like it was blossoming or something. Then, just as my asshole got super-huge, I felt the tip of my hard, knotty turd on my fingertips. I hadn't shit in a couple days so I knew it was gonna be a big one. So I cupped my hand into a cylinder shape to let my giant turd slide through it and feel how wide it was. As my asshole made a loud crackling sound expelling my feces, I could tell this was one of the biggest I'd ever made. It must have been wider than the fat end of a baseball bat `cause I couldn't even get my hand all the way around it! As my dump slid out of my pulsating asshole, I was momentarily homesick. At home, in my own bathroom, I'd have crapped on the floor so I could take my time admiring and touching my giant bowel movement. Instead, after pushing about a two foot long column of hard shit out of me, the tail end splashed in the bowl. Tim was jacking really hard now and so was I. So I stood up, turned around and looked down into the toilet at the huge brown log I'd made. My semen-soaked foreskin was making a really loud squishing sound and so was Tim's. We both were breathing hard as I heard the unmistakable sound of his orgasm. He was panting harder than ever and I could hear the splat sound of his sperm shooting all over the stall door and on the floor too. Well, hearing that set me off. With my best friend shitting and masturbating nearby, my bowl full of a super thick turd and the memory of Tim, me and the frat brothers all pissing together, I came harder than ever! As my balls rose all the way up, I yanked back my long foreskin and watched my exposed pisshole fire thick, continuous streams of sperm everywhere. Cum splattered on the back wall above my head height. As I waved my boner from side to side, I coated the partition walls. Finally, I shot the rest onto my turd as it floated in the toilet bowl. We were real quiet after that as I sat back down on the toilet. After a few minutes, Tim began to urinate and so did I. Finally, he pulled up his pants (he didn't wipe himself at all!), flushed the toilet and left. Well I decided not to wipe either (but then my turd was so hard that it probably didn't leave anything behind in the folds of my swollen anal lips. Finally, I flushed my monster log and walked back to my room. As I passed Tim's room, his door was open and he was just sitting there. I waved to him and he smiled back; he must've known for sure now that it was I sharing a shit and jack-off session in the toilet with him.