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Chapter 27 - An Education in Self-Realization Chad Gillespie tucked his lap-top under his arm and headed across the campus with his usual feeling of self-satisfaction. He acknowledged the smiles and nods of his fellow students as he went. Everyone knew Chad Gillespie here. Student Society President, Christian Union co-ordinator and Young Republicans Chapter Officer. The trifecta of establishment roles on campus but there was a fourth position that Chad was eager to also secure. The position of Valedictorian. It had been in some doubt until a few weeks ago. He had actually had some competition - if he was honest with himself perhaps a little too much competition! He had maybe been second favorite until Jordan Myers had started missing classes. Missed classes and then totally flunked out. Nobody really knew why though there were stories of course. There had been talk of the Police being involved but it had all come to nothing. Jordan Myers was just out of the picture which, he had to admit, was good news for Chad. "Chad Gillespie to the President's Office please." The familiar tones of the President's Secretary sounded across the Campus. Chad felt a minor annoyance but nothing more. President Kulp no doubt needed to talk about something - maybe a student had dropped some litter or some such crisis! Kulp was an idiot but Chad Gillespie had already learned that keeping in with a certain sort of idiot was one of the major keys to success in this world. He gave the secretary his usual complacent smile and took little notice of the fact it wasn't returned. Chad Gillespie was the sort of young man who didn't waste time on such things. President Kulp was in his office behind his own desk - the surface of which was covered with paper. Not the usual administrative detritus but rather a large poster that looked to have been torn down from wherever it had been affixed. The President didn't bother with niceties. Instead he swept a hand at the rubbish on his desk. "I found this - this thing - attached to my door when I arrived here. Fortunately I had come early and was able to remove it before it was seen by anyone but myself and Mrs Culpepper. Just look at it Gillespie - look at IT!" He held up the ripped paper and flourished it. Chad didn't have much choice but to look at it in the circumstances. However, it still took a moment to process just WHAT he was seeing. He had expected the usual petty bullshit but this was something else. A series of images of the same young man, a young man he knew very well. There had been lots of rumors but nothing even close to this! "What does it mean? How did gay filth like this get onto MY door. Is that really - is that really..." The President's words seemed to die in stubborn disbelief at the evidence of his own eyes. "What would this do for the College's reputation?" Chad Gillespie just stared at the images - so blatant and so obscene. Images cataloguing the degradation and humiliation of Jordan Myers. More than that - the words written on his body indicated something much deeper, much darker, much more stark and shocking. Chad saw just how shaken the President was and he measured his own response. "Was there only the one sir?" "Yes, yes, but there could be more. Anywhere and at any time! What does it mean? Is it some sort of a homosexualist conspiracy? Did they kidnap this", he almost spat out the word, "Myers for their perverted pleasures?" Chad looked again at the images. It didn't look like anyone had been kidnapped against their will. The picture of Jordan Myers dressed like a little sissy having his make-up done for instance. Let alone the one of Jordan beaming up at the camera with his face covered in... Chad had a good idea of just what was covering Jordan's face. "Perhaps some additional security sir? Could the faculty really be held responsible for one student's, one ex-student's, behavior?" The President looked at him like he was an idiot. "We would be the laughing stock of the whole country! You know how they love to spread such filth on social media - to humiliate good decent folk like ourselves. The filthy perverts and liberals all pursuing their Gay agenda." Chad still couldn't quite tear his eyes away from the obscene images on the poster. It struck him that they would be rather too strong even for social media! His thoughts were interrupted by a familiar sound. The sound of his phone, followed a second later by the slight hum of the President's own phone vibrating on his desk. They each reached for their own device only dimly aware of the sound of phones where students were waiting in the outside office. *** It turned out the video message had been sent to every student and every faculty member at the College. Sent from the account of Jordan Myers, a student many had known personally and almost all had heard a lot about recently. Simple curiosity meant that almost all opened the message and saw enough to understand. An opening familiar image of Jordan Myers, handsome and smiling in an outfit most had seen him in around campus. "Hi everyone. I thought I'd give you an update on what I've been up to." The young man smiled and then did a little twirl. A star effect and then the handsome young man was transformed. He was still the same person, that was obvious, but his clothes had been replaced. His button-down plain shirt had become a short-sleeved pastel pink crop-top with 'FEMBOI' printed across it. His hair had covered the studs in his ears but now he wore blatantly obvious big pink plastic hoops and his hair was tied back in two pigtails. Jordan's dark eye make-up and carefully plucked eye-brows contrasted sharply with his pale skin and his light pink lip-gloss. He stuck his tongue out at the camera and gave it a supremely, unambiguously, faggy wave. Then he rolled his hips before thrusting them back, drawing attention to the tight and rather minimal shorts that barely covered his bubble butt. White knee-highs with pastel pink trim and a pair of sneakers finished off his outfit now being proudly displayed to his old students and tutors. "Soooooo anyway I guess you've all spotted that I kind of had to leave College. How could I dress as cute as this there? I do have to dress like this because if I'm not super-cute how am I going to get what I really need?" Jordyn grinned into the camera and raised a carefully sculpted eyebrow. He carefully wiggled and rotated his perfectly-rounded buttocks and then winked into the camera. "Can you guess what I really need?" Did his viewers guess? Perhaps a number of them did but being proved right took everything to a much higher level. Entering the picture from the right came a cock, a very large and very hard Black cock. "Hmmmnnn," purred Jordyn, "I don't think College can compete with this do you? Boring old classes and lectures compared to sucking and being fucked by a Big Black Cock? Or even better by two or three or maybe thirty!" Jordyn giggled his faggy little boi-slut giggle. "After the first few I don't really care what size or color they are. I just want cock and more cock!" He leaned forward to kiss the tip of the big Black cock. "This is a very special sort of cock - the sort that can help a young slut like me graduate. So much as I love sucking it I need to do things properly." Jordyn turned around and eased his tight shorts down over his bubble butt and past his leggings before stepping out of them. "College didn't teach me much. Since leaving I've found out sooooo much more about life. What's not important," Jordyn pointed down to the flat metal disc of the cage constraining his tiny penis, "and what is." He leaned forward and stuck out his rear, wiggling it for the man behind him. A dark hand reached forward onto the base of Jordyn's back. The man's other hand carefully positioned his cock at the femboy's hole. A torso appeared on camera as the man thrust forward, unidentifiable except for the fact the man was African-American and wasn't young. The boy grunted as the man behind him thrust forward a few times, his moans of discomfort slowly forming into words. "Fuck yes Daddy - open me up - ruin me!" Jordyn's voice was still faggy but now suffused with an undeniable raw excitement. "Force it in Daddy - make me - take all of you!" It had seemed impossible but the cock kept pushing home, thrust after thrust, inch after inch, until the man's hips were hitting against his young slut's butt with each stroke. "Yes Daddy - hurt me - rough me up - give me - what I deserve - make me - graduate!" Jordyn wasn't looking at the camera any more. In fact it seemed obvious that he had forgotten all about it, had forgotten about everything but the big cock plowing his insides. There was no question of anyone being forced, whatever his words might say. Jordyn was giving himself willingly to a much older Black man and taking all that big cock with a hungry intensity. "Daddy - fucks me - everyday now. Making sure - that I take. Giving me - beautiful - Poz cum. Charging - me up. Gifting me - his strain. Letting me - play - with other Poz Daddies. All big - beautiful - Poz cocks. Big loads - of HIV cum. Planted deep. Making sure - I graduate." The words were staccato, forced out between the deep thrusts of that Black cock into his pale body. Punctuated by sweet little faggy moans when the hard shaft pushed real deep and bottomed out. Nobody watching could be in any doubt that the little fag was loving it, was a very willing participant. As if to prove the point the man behind Jordyn suddenly held still. The femboy mewled his discontent and began moving his butt. Backing up onto the glistening thick shaft of the man's cock. "Pleasssse Daddy," Jordyn finally moaned in frustration, "I need it! I need to be fucked. I need your seed. I need to be Poz." The fucking resumed - but harder now, fiercer, each thrust hammered home with a visceral intensity. "YYYYEEESSSSSSSSSSSSS," screamed Jordyn. He didn't speak after that, there was no need for words, he knew what he was getting and so did anyone still watching. Dark hands held slim pale young hips tight as the man grunted. Pushed home a few more times and then, finally, withdrew. His Black cock was still hard, glistening with lube and some of the cum it had planted deep into Jordyn. A hand tapped the young man who obediently turned and presented his butt to the camera. A puffy hole, ridden hard and then filled with Poz cum. The way a well-fucked boi pussy should look. *** Chad Gillespie didn't think he would ever forget the look on President Kulp's face. The paleness under the administrator's ludicrous fake tan. Kulp had just shook his head and muttered something unintelligible. He hadn't even seemed to notice as Chad had walked out of the office. Past the empty desk of Mrs Culpepper. Out and past the little groups of students gathered together and excitedly discussing what they had seen. Passing members of the Faculty rushing here and there like headless chickens. Ignoring the calls for his attention from students and staff alike. Chad knew where he had to go. Across the campus and into his faculty's building. Down a flight of stairs and through the well-signed doors. Only once he was in a cubicle and safely behind a locked door could he again pick up his phone and play that video sent to them all by Jordan Miles. He let his pants and shorts fall around his ankles, his eyes fixed on the small screen as he reached for his hard six inches of cock. He had been hard from the moment he had seen Jordan Miles' transformation into BoiFagBarbie and he knew it was wrong but he also knew he needed to cum. He stroked his cock hard and felt his climax close when the door to the next cubicle suddenly banged. Chad froze in fright, his hand still wrapped around his cock. He couldn't be caught like this - no-one could see him could they? He had never felt so alone or so vulnerable. He held his breath and listened, listened until he heard familiar words. "Pleasssse Daddy, I need it! I need to be fucked. I need your seed. I need to be Poz." Familiar words through a phone speaker and through the wall of the next-door cubicle, words followed by a male grunt of pure satisfaction. Then Chad understood. He understood what had been happening in that next door cubicle. He understood that he was not so alone. It only took a moment to make his decision and he resumed the play on his own phone, turning the volume up. Could the man next door hear it now - would he understand? The excitement was too much and Chad's cum spurted in heavy loads into the toilet. The door to the next cubicle opened and Chad held his breath. Had the man gone or was he waiting, waiting for Chad to show himself. The student took a couple of deep breaths and then pulled up his shorts and pants. He steeled himself to turn the lock and open the door. There was nobody there. The man had gone. Chad felt a wave of relief but knew that such a reaction was ridiculous. Things were never going to be the same again.

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Ya I've tried so many times on biz trips big cities, hotel and discrete - never got more than 3 takers 😞

That's HOT. I always fantasize about 40 or 50 loads, but with how much some guys shoot, I'm sure 12-15 would be a spectacular experience! You're right about setting it up with strangers. Even 3 or 4 guys.

I love it when a masculine top tells me that he wants to get me pregnant. It's so hot and if I could I would to have his babies

I am owned and operated by two tops and their partners. I used to hesitate and think that I could actually let people use me and refuse when I did not feel like being used. Several violent beatings later I never ever dare say no anymore. They are the tops and they decide how I am to be used

So Dan is accepting orders and dutifully fulfilling them, taking the time to make sure the good Professor gets at least some light relief, and now is growing more comfortable being seen in sexy shorts showing himself off, and also being seen and therefore recognised as a cum receptacle. Great writing @mancoco and we all look forward to seeing just how much of a cumdump slut Dan becomes at the direction of Rick 😈

Last night. Went to the gay sauna and Dirty Dicks in Amsterdam. Took 15 raw cocks and two loads. One of those loads was after a pissfuck. There was a Golden Shower party in the Dirty Dicks. It was also a real fuck fest. Was fisted 4 times as well. Only two loads though. After all, it was a very horny evening.

I'm going to be a ranch hand tonight and bronco tomorrow. Never done an event like this, horse fair always a fucket list item. Thought helpng as a ranch hand first would be a good way to figure things out before I do my duty as a bronco.

Peepland, romeo n juliet North, adult world. Definitely will get lucky there

Going to Maspalomas by myself and staying at Hotel Nayra. Basement was fully booked. Anyone else going to be there?

Crossed this off my fucket list a few years pack, pre-covid a buddy hosted bukakke sessions for a friend of his, I attened a few times - always 10-15 guys all blowing our load on the center. Then my turn came, his buddy couldn't make it so I was the center. didn't coumt but was def a dozen or more, the living room was full once the first guy started to cum - probably lasted half an hour. Was everything I'd expected SO HOT having so many random guys splatter me with jizz. I was glazed nicely. Have tried setting them up when I travel in a hotel but impossible to pull off with total strangers.

I am in Sofia too.

Cute pussy. The cumdump scene in Seattle is kinda meh, especially downtown. Due to the homeless problem things are not as active as they are other cities as far as the "face down ass up, walk in" motel situation. Tacoma motels are more active for that. There's a slut strip on Hosmer. Really nasty motels down in Tacoma on Hosmer. That will attract the tops with cars who are going to drive from the military bases. If you want to be in Seattle proper I'd suggest getting an AirBnB on Capitol Hill. Go as close as you can to the light rail. Anything near Cal Anderson Park is gonna be a winner. Hit me up when you're in town. I'd love to give you a load.

I ate my first ass at 14... with another 14 year old who sucked my cock all the time.

I've whored bottoms out in gangbangs many times. You just gotta power through it. There's a "wall" you hit where it will start to get uncomfortable. But then you push past that, with encouragement from tops like me, and the adrenaline and cumthirst takes over. By the 8th or 9th load you'll go back into pure bliss.

Followed you. @2bostongrads

Your account says suspended, just tried to follow you

You gave in to your true nature a couple times. You want sperm in your hole. Get it. I think you should be honest with your boyfriend and say that you need random breeding. I'm not a big fan of lying. But I am a big fan of breeding. You know what you want. You only live once. Make it happen.