Date: Sat, 06 Feb 2010 14:33:42 -0500
From: rwg10276@aol.com
Subject: Filthy Fratboys Chapter Three

This is a fictional story involving adult/youth sexual relationships. If
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Chapter Three: Next Initiation Test

I could hardly sleep that night as I tossed and turned with a hard dick
thumping away as images from that day kept running through my head.  Tim
and I had nothing planned as far as initiation stuff the next day since we
had classes all Tuesday, including that evening after soccer practice and
dinner.  But in the locker room, it took all our concentration to keep from
throwing total boners, especially when Trent came over and talked to us in
the nude.  I didn't masturbate all day; at any time, I figured, the frat
brothers could test us in some way and I wanted to be ready.

Wednesday morning I woke up with a wet bed.  No, I didn't piss my bed (even
though I fantasize about that!) but my dick had leaked so much semen during
the night that I might as well have.  By the time I woke up, my weird
roommate had already fled to the library or something; I didn't give a fuck
where.  All I knew was, I was lying in bed smelling my sweaty pits before
finally getting up and pulling down my underpants so I could go naked a few
minutes.  I looked in the mirror and even without having shaved or
anything, I still looked like the boyish blonde preppy that I am, at least
until I looked lower and admired my hairy uncut dick and smelled my rank
body.  I was standing there facing that mirror as I picked my nose and
fingered my foreskin a bit when Tim burst into the room wearing his
underpants and nothing else.

"Hey Kyle," Tim loudly greeted before high-fiving me.  He looked down at my
penis and up at me picking my nose and said, "Dude, you're looking ready
for another initiation challenge this morning." He giggled at that.

"What about you?  You up for another round?" I asked, smirking a bit.

"Totally," Tim responded.  "I'm up for a repeat of Monday for sure."

"Me too."

"Cool," Tim said, "Because I just got the call from Trent and he says you
and I have to meet him and Kevin at the house after soccer today for
another assignment."

"Yeah, did he say what we're gonna do this time?" I was actually more
excited than nervous after Monday's fun.

"Nah, but he said since we were so good on Monday that we'd definitely be
up for what's in store today."

"Tim, I don't know about you but I'm pretty psyched for this.  I know we're
going to make it into the frat," I confidently predicted.

"With these assets, no way are we gonna lose out." With that, Tim quickly
yanked his yellow-stained white briefs to mid-thigh and exposed his hairy
dick to me.  He rapidly achieved a full erection as he spread his legs and
faced me square on.  I looked down as Tim thrust his hips out at me
touching the tip of his penis to mine.  Below his awesome sex organ, I
could see the seat of his underpants, stretched wide from thigh to thigh.
Tim had huge skidmarks in them.  I mean, it looked like he'd practically
crapped in his white briefs.

Well we slid our hard dicks back and forth for a few minutes as we silently
picked our noses.  But then I nervously said, "We better save up for this
afternoon just in case, you know?"

"Yeah," Tim reluctantly agreed.  "Fuck," he said before stammering out,
"Kyle, we've gotta make it into that frat.  It's all I can think about."

"Dude, me too."

"I mean, compared to this dorm...or any dorm...the stuff we can do at the frat
house like on Monday...that would be so fuckin' awesome!" He was so serious
and I was too.  So we made plans to meet up and walk over there after
soccer practice.  Soon I was off to class and so was Tim.  That whole day
and even in soccer practice, there was only one thing on my mind though.

In fact, I was so focused on our next initiation test that I didn't even
pay much attention to all the naked and sweating jocks in the locker room
that day.  As we were dressing after practice, Trent walked over and told
us to head up to his room in about an hour for our instructions.  So for
about an hour, Tim and I hung out on the big lawn in front of the science
center while drinking bottled water.  For most of that time, we actually
did homework, believe it or not.

At the frat house, we greeted a couple brothers as we walked past the first
floor living room and headed up to the second floor to take our clothes
off.  We hadn't showered after soccer practice so our pits and crotches
stank of fresh sweat.  As Tim and I got naked, we looked around the second
floor hall; the whole place was pretty quiet.  Except for a couple freshmen
pledges, including one with a tall erection, we only saw a couple frat
brothers.  We walked by one room where two of them were hanging out in just
jockstraps.  One of them waved at us and so we paused to chat a moment.  I
didn't know the names of these frat brothers but they were hot; one of them
had loads of pubic hair spilling out around his jock pouch; the other one
was leaning back, hands behind his head, showing off his hairy pits.
Before too long, though, Tim and I had to report upstairs to Trent's room.
By now, of course, our dicks were hard and bouncing up and down in front of
us as we climbed the stairs to the third floor.

The door to Trent's room was open; Kevin and Trent were sitting inside.
Kevin was wearing nothing but a t-shirt, his soft hairy dick dangling down
at least seven inches as he slouched in the chair.  Trent was wearing
nothing but a pair of white cotton boxer briefs that seemed too small and
had some yellow stains in the crotch.  He was leaning back against his
desk, casually scratching a hairy armpit.  Tim and I stood in the doorway
taking in the whole scene as our rock-hard dicks pointed right at the two
frat brothers.  On the floor in front of us were Trent's jeans and our
sweatpants from the other day, still filled with drying mounds of crap that
had the whole room smelling of shit, along with the guys' armpit sweat.

"Hey guys," Kevin greeted, grinning like usual, "Ready for the next task?"
We just nodded, unable to speak in front of these raunchy, practically
naked college boys.

"Come on in and take a seat on the bed there," Trent gestured to us.  So we
bounded in, stepping lightly past the shit-filled clothes on the floor and
sat on the bed facing them.  I heard a dripping sound and could see that
Tim's huge piss hole was spitting loads of pre-cum on the wood floor.  My
thick, rubbery foreskin was soaking wet too.

As Trent and Kevin quickly achieved full erections, Trent said, "This time,
guys, we have different tasks for you.  Tim, you get laundry detail." They
looked at the stuff on the floor and giggled.  "You can grab all that stuff
from Monday's fun times and take it down to the basement and get it clean
for us. "

"As for you, Kyle," Kevin chimed in, "Here's a sponge." He lifted up a
normal small kitchen sponge off the desk behind him.  "You're gonna use
this to clean the bathroom, especially the toilets and urinals and anything
else."

"And we'll be checking up on you and so might the other brothers," Trent
said, trying to sound ominous.

As we got up off the bed, Tim and I gave each other a quick look that
deepened into major smiles.  This task was going to be super-easy.  So I
followed Kevin down to that third floor bathroom where we'd all jacked off
the other day.  His big, muscular ass was of course the center of my
attention as we made our way down the hall.  He had fine dark hairs
radiating out from his deep crack where his huge anus lay hidden.  Behind
us, I could hear Trent's muffled voice and the sound of Tim gathering up
all those shit-filled clothes.

In the toilets, Kevin looked around and said, "Sure looks a bit too clean
to be much of an assignment." He was right; the white-tiled bathroom was
very clean.  "That can change pretty fast, though, and you're gonna have to
be here for a while." So he handed me the sponge.  I ran it under some warm
water in the sink real quickly and turned around.  Kevin was pulling off
his t-shirt.  Then, fully nude, he walked over to the nearest urinal of the
three, next to the entry.  He wasn't pissing though.  As I watched from
behind him, Kevin began sliding his huge, hairy boner all over the
porcelain urinal with increasing vigor. Then, he pushed up against the
basin part with his upside-down curved dick trapped pointing at the floor.
He stood still.

As I silently watched, Kevin began to piss on the floor.  He'd unleashed a
huge stream that sprayed straight down between his feet, splattering all
over his hairy calves.  As this hot football stud urinated, he managed to
press further forward, pressing his lower torso and crotch right up against
the back of the dirty urinal.  This pushed his curved dick even further
behind him so now I could see his big, open piss hole as he fired more of
his urine behind him and onto the floor and even the wall of that last
toilet stall.  A spreading lake of Kevin's piss covered the floor around
him.  As he continued taking a leak while sliding his body all over the
urinal, I found myself squatting a bit lower to get a better view of his
pissing cock and his muscular butt.

At about the same time that his piss flow slowed, Kevin cut a loud, deep
fart.  He spread his legs, squatting lower and rubbing his hairy pecs
against the back of the urinal.  As he farted again, Kevin grabbed both ass
cheeks and pulled them wide apart, exposing his huge anus to me.  He
grunted a couple times and then I saw it.  At the center of his protruding,
fat anal mound, Kevin had pushed out the tip of a huge brown log of shit.
Now his anal lips spread out real wide, about the diameter of the shaft of
a baseball bat as his long, knotty turd began to emerge further.  It slowly
slid from his pushed out, donut-shaped asshole, reaching a diameter of at
least three inches as the big log headed toward the piss-wet floor.

Kevin's monster crap continued in one solid column, hitting the white tile
floor and mounding up a bit.  Then, his turd broke off and the long log
fell to the floor with a loud slapping sound as it lay sort of diagonal
between his spread legs.  Kevin grunted and pushed out another column of
hard shit on top of the first log.  By the time he was done, he must've
dumped at least four feet of thick, hard feces.  He flexed his fat anus in
and out obscenely as I watched.

When he was done, he stood up straight and turned around.  His face was red
and maybe he was a bit embarrassed at the awesome, gross thing he'd done.
Then he looked down at my dick.  It was bouncing up and down, practically
spitting semen onto his piss-lake on the floor.  He knew I was massively
sexually aroused at witnessing his bowel movement up close like that.  So
he stepped back and sat on the edge of the urinal basin, facing me.

As he wiped his hairy, shit-smeared asshole on the ceramic lip of the
urinal, Kevin casually ran his fingers in his deep bush and said, "You
gonna be able to clean all this up?"

I just nodded and said, "Yeah, no problem." As the hot upperclassman jock
finished rubbing his ass on the bottom of the urinal, I put the sponge
down.  He watched me with growing amazement at what I did next.  I don't
quite know where I got the nerve to do this but I just squatted down and
ran my right hand across the giant logs he'd crapped on the floor.  Then I
slowly, carefully picked up a big turd and, turning slightly, put it in the
nearest toilet.  Kevin sat there watching me finish fondling his feces as I
eventually gathered all of it up and added it to the growing mound in the
toilet bowl.  Kevin even whimpered slightly at one point as the turd I'd
picked up grazed the long nozzle of thick foreskin sticking out past the
end of my erection.

"Looks like this is gonna be a piece of cake for you, Kyle," Kevin said,
admiringly.  I just smiled and went to get the sponge and begin wiping up
the urine and the residual shit stains on the floor.  Kevin stood up,
turned slightly and we both admired the big brown stains he'd left on the
basin of the urinal too.  Then Kevin left, instructing me to stay in the
bathroom until further notice.

I was alone, cleaning the toilet room for about twenty minutes when one
frat brother, Chip the wrestler, came in.  He was mildly stocky and
muscular and wearing a tight pair of white cotton briefs.  He nodded to me
in a friendly way as he pulled down the front of his briefs and tucked them
under his fat balls.  He was totally smooth except for a small bush right
above his fat, soft cut dick.  Chip stood at the far urinal in the corner
after gesturing me to come over.  As I stood there with him, he made some
small talk about hearing that the initiation challenge had gone real well
on Monday.

"So far, so good," I replied.  Chip's penis was rising up, curving back
against his belly as my semi-soft dick went totally rigid again.  The
fratboy's dick was thicker than a beer can at the base and barely tapered
at all to his big, bullet-shaped head.

"You're lucky your dick sticks out when you get a boner," Chip said in a
friendly voice.  "You can still piss real easy.  When I get like this, it
can get pretty messy." My heart started beating faster as I watched.

Chip stood up real close to that urinal, straddling it so that his balls
rested in the dirty basin part.  Then he leaned back and began to piss up
onto his chest.  Urine bathed his smooth, hard pecs and abs as it flowed
down off his balls back into the urinal, as well as down his legs.
Droplets of his piss clung to the hair on his legs as this sophomore
wrestling jock pissed on himself.  As Chip finished pissing, the last
spurts of urine bathed his upright erection.  He had really soaked himself
as I stood there watching while he stared at my jumping erection.

He turned and displayed his wet body to me for a half-minute or so before
quietly saying, "Sorry `bout the mess." Chip began sliding his hand up and
down his soaked erection.

"It's cool," I responded as he walked past me and out of the bathroom while
masturbating openly.  I even leaned out the doorway and watched Chip walk
down the hall, passing some other frat brothers while jacking off without
embarrassment.  I thought it was so cool that the guys in the frat could do
all their most private acts openly and without shame; I was now desperate
to make it into the fraternity.  I couldn't even imagine how cool to never
have to shut my door when I want to jack off and stuff.

For about the next ten minutes or so, I sponged up Chip's urine and wiped
down the urinal.  After that, I started sponging the floor next to the
sinks where I could see dried yellow piss stains on the white tile.  I
guess some of the guys would let out a little urine as they stood at the
sink and shaved.

I was down on my hands and knees with my hairless teen butt pointed at the
entry door when I heard someone walk in.  I looked over my shoulder and it
was Serious Mark, the soccer-playing junior who never seemed to talk much,
let alone smile or laugh with the rest of the team.  Well he sort of
intimidated me on account of his demeanor even as he almost imperceptibly
nodded acknowledgement of my presence.  He was wearing nothing but a white
jockstrap as he stood there staring at my big, bulging teen asshole.  You
could see his dick getting hard in his jock as he watched me push out my
unusual fat anal lips real hard.

Well Mark looked really hot standing there.  His thin body was so well
defined and his flat, slightly longish dark blonde hair made him look
totally all-American.  The fact that he was getting an erection in his
jockstrap from looking at my exposed anus and dangling boner was really
exciting to me and I guess he liked checking out my flexing, giant anus.

After just staring at my asshole for a while, Mark walked up to me before
entering the closest toilet stall.  He stood there, silently staring at me
as he hooked his fingers into the top straps of his jock and pulled it
swiftly down, freeing his hard dick.  He had a nice-sized thick cock bush
and a long, smooth ball bag hanging down.  His cut dick was really thick
and stood up straight, no curves at all, at about a 60 degree angle.  His
boner must've been about eight and a half inches long; the head was a long
bullet shape and he had big, protruding piss lips which were even thicker
at the bottom of his long slit.

He watched me with that expressionless gaze as he sat on the toilet,
spreading his legs real wide.  I dropped the sponge down, turned and sat on
my haunches facing him.  I'd leaned back enough against the sinks that I
knew he could see my asshole sticking out toward the floor.  And indeed,
his gaze went from looking at my hard dick curving up and out toward him to
my fat ass lips as I pushed down, making my anus stick out a good inch or
more.  He seemed to be unusually fascinated with my large asshole.

Mark scooted way forward on the toilet, resting his elbows on his spread
legs as his piss lips seemed to swell just before he started to urinate
right at me.  His stream was thick but it didn't travel too far in the
position he was sitting.  Still, as his piss gathered force, it came real
close to my hard teen cock.  So I thrust my pelvis forward and let Mark
urinate on my genitals.  He was making a nice, powerful arc of urine that
rained down on my dick shaft and in my huge pubic bush.  It felt so hot to
let this quiet, serious upperclassman relieve himself on me as he sat on
the toilet and I squatted on the floor in front of him.

As he continued pissing, I relaxed and let my bladder go.  I shot piss out
across the floor toward the toilet Mark was sitting on.  As I urinated, I
could feel my anus bulge out even further.  Then, as my stream was at it's
most powerful, Mark leaned back a bit on the toilet and stretched his left
leg out so I could piss on it and, especially, all over his bare foot.  He
switched to the other leg before my bladder was empty.  It was awesome
taking a leak on his big feet and hairy calves.  My dick leaped up toward
the end of my piss and I shot a stream right in his crotch; he didn't
flinch either.

When I was done urinating on the floor, we just sat there looking at each
other and still not saying a word.  In the silence of that frat house men's
room, Mark started farting into the toilet bowl.  His gas was loud and
deep, echoing out of the toilet bowl.  Though I was still in a squatting
position on the bathroom floor, I straightened my back and craned my neck a
bit in the hopes that I could watch Mark take a shit.

He must have sensed that I wanted this.  After farting again, he stood up,
grabbing the tops of the partition on each side and spreading his legs.  He
was leaning back a bit so I could get a glimpse behind his big balls.  I
could also see his hairy underarms too as his sexy stance made my dick
surge again.

Mark grimaced and I knew he was going to take a dump.  I leaned back, still
squatting with legs spread and cut a big fart too.  It felt great and
smelled awesome and nasty as my gas rose up to my nose.  He nodded almost
imperceptibly at me and I cut another one.  Then he grunted slightly and a
thick snake of deep brown, knotty shit burst from his hole and fell loudly
several feet into the toilet bowl.  A huge, somewhat softer crap that
really loaded up the toilet followed it.  His dump was enormous, sending
toilet water splattering up onto his legs and all over the floor.  And when
I thought he was done crapping, Mark grunted again and shot another thick
clump of soft shit down.  This last big bowel movement landed on the front
lip of the toilet seat and even on the floor in front of the bowl.

With that, he was done.  But having watched Kevin and now Mark defecate for
me, I was feeling a full gut too.  Mark sat back down on the toilet as I
cut a big fart.  His hard penis hovered above the load of shit on the front
of the toilet as he watched me intently.

I spread my legs real wide and leaned back against the sink cabinet so that
I knew Mark could see my asshole really well as I squatted there.  As I
started pushing out really hard with my rectal muscles, I could feel the
enormous hard turd I'd been building up as it descended toward my fat,
`outie-style' anus.  Mark stared intensely at me, knowing that I was
planning to shit on the floor for him.  He sat up ramrod straight on the
toilet and gently pushed his erect penis down onto the big lump of creamy
shit on the front edge of the bowl.

Mark kept pushing his penis into that thick, soft crap until he had the
bottom of his shaft well-coated.  Then he scooped up the rest of it and, in
a corkscrew movement, covered his entire shaft and big dickhead.  His erect
penis looked awesome with all that dark brown excrement on it.  He began
masturbating.

Well as I listened to the soft, squishing sound of Mark's dirty jacking, I
pushed harder and aimed my anus straight at him.  I could feel the fat,
solid blunt end of my huge turd begin to open up my asshole.  I knew for
sure that Mark could now see the baseball bat-sized tip of my heavy brown
log.  My hole was being spread really wide, even for me.

As he masturbated in his crap, Mark's eyes bugged out as my long, fat shit
log began sliding out of me.  I was crapping on the floor in front of him
and that got my dick so hard that it was literally squirting pre-cum as I
pulled back my long foreskin and exposed my piss hole.  My fat, knotty turd
hit the smooth tile floor and slid toward Mark as I kept on crapping.  It
was coming out as one really solid log.

As I was about halfway done with taking a shit, I looked down and could see
my big turd sliding slowly toward Mark.  I bore down and really pushed out
as my log gathered speed.  I shot some more semen right onto its dark brown
surface.  The last part of my dump was a bit softer and I could tell that
as it came out of my wide and hairless anus that it was stacking up under
me.

Even after I'd finished shitting on the floor, I kept pushing out on my
hole, making it as wide and protruding as possible.  Mark was masturbating
furiously now as he looked at my expanded shit hole.  I reached down and
ran my fingers on it and was amazed.  My asshole felt like it was real wide
and I could even feel my red rectal tissue sticking out a bit; my anal
mound must've been sticking out at least three inches.  Then, after briefly
rubbing my fat, almost inside-out ass lips, I reached further down and
began to run my hand on the top of my solid turd.

As Mark watched me fondle my feces, he reached under him into the toilet
bowl and fished around in the packed, dirty water.  Then this hot
upperclassman pulled up a big, dripping mound of his soft crap and added it
to the shit already coating his hairy boner.

I wanted to cum so bad but I knew that Trent and Kevin probably had more
stuff in mind for us so I just pushed my other finger into the hood of my
long penis.  I ran my finger in an ever-widening spiral, stretching my
long, heavy foreskin while Mark completely covered his penis and even his
heavy cock hair with his enormous dump.

But even fingering my foreskin got me too close to an orgasm so I stopped
and leaned back on the sink cabinet again.  While I was still thrusting my
anus out toward the tile floor for Mark, I relaxed a bit (to slow my
looming cum explosion) and pulled my finger out of my dick and stuck it in
my nose.

Mark stood up, wet shit dripping off of his fat cock and slowly walked
toward me.  He left a trail of shit from the toilet to right in front of me
as he squatted down while still shit-jacking.  I was picking my nose and
showing Mark the thick snot on my fingers when he grabbed my hand with his
free one and brought it down to the tip of his shitty penis.  He made me
wipe my huge snot on his dirty dick tip, leaving some shit on my finger
now.

Well as soon as he let go my hand, my dirty finger was back in my nose
digging for more mucus to add to his boner.  He was looking me in the eye
with that almost-scowl as he finally said, in a quiet voice, "Push your
asshole out as hard as you can."

As I panted and pushed super-hard, Mark squatted lower and lower, picking
up the pace of his jacking action on his dirty dick.  Then, I grunted real
loud and felt my anus expand and pop out.  I held my breath, straining hard
to keep my fat teen rosebud pushed out like that when Mark started
breathing real rapidly.

I knew instantly what was about to happen.  This sexy, moody-looking
upperclassman stared at my giant boy-anus as he pointed his long dick
straight at it.  Then, Mark suddenly held his breath and, as I watched,
long streams of thick, white sperm shot out of his hole.  I could feel his
load squirting all over my rosebud as he continued to cum with spectacular
force.  Some of his ball juice spurted all over my dick and then he aimed
his last volleys of cum all over my giant shit log, painting it with sperm.

When he was done ejaculating on me and on my turd, I slowly looked up at
him.  He eyed me quizzically before breaking into an almost imperceptible
smile.  `Wow,' I thought.  This was the first time that Serious Mark had
ever smiled, even faintly, in my presence.

Then this amazing scene was over.  With his clean left hand, Mark quickly,
almost furtively, caressed my cheek briefly.  He stood up and quietly
walked into the shower.  I just sat there for a moment, listening to the
shower run as Mark cleaned off his crap-coated crotch.

By now I was so horny that I was practically delirious as my penis surged
and my asshole pulsed rapidly.  The first thing I did, after standing up,
was go over to the toilet and check out the rest of Mark's huge dump.  He
really filled the bowl up as I reached in and fondled some of his crap.

As I lifted up a large pile of his excrement, I nearly ejaculated.  So,
remembering what my task was, I reluctantly dropped it back in the bowl,
flushed it (three times to get it all down!) and began sponging off the
area.  I was working so hard at wiping away his shit stains and all that
piss on the floor that I didn't even hear Mark shut off the shower and
leave the bathroom.  And yet I was certain that if I made it into the frat
that I would get to shit with Serious Mark many more times.