("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2005. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- College Interview - 3 by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com) *** Ted's college interview continues as Mr. Borger demands oral service. (MM, nc, rp, huml, blkmail) *** Mr. Borger had Ted on his knees. On the carpeted floor in the counseling office, young handsome Ted was bare assed naked and on his knees in front of the college rep. Ted knew what was coming. He dreaded it. He feared it more than anything in his young life, but he also knew that his entire future rested upon his willing co- operation. Mr. Borger smiled down at the high school boy and fondled the cloth covering his old man dick, which was hard and leaking. Mr. Borger may have been getting on in years, but there was absolutely nothing wrong with his fucking equipment. His fuckmeat was prime Grade 'A' cock. It was nice and big, all the better to stuff and gag the mouths of straight young high school boys. Mr. Borger loved to gag them. He loved to humiliate and degrade the proud young peacocks. Knock them down a peg or three. His fingers played with his zipper and then slowly drew it down. He opened the button of his pants too and the pressure of his cock inside pushed the trousers open into a wide V. Ted let out a groan and looked at the carpet. He didn't want to see. "Ted! Look at me. Look at it, Ted. Look at it!" Ted raised his eyes to see Mr. Borger drop his trousers and boxer underpants. The old man's thick veiny dick stood out straight, a drop of moisture leaking from the pisshole. Ted wanted to cry. "Now Ted, I know this is not easy for you, but then getting into a really fine college isn't easy either. And I also know that deep down inside, you think this may be unethical, and that perhaps you should even report me. But tell me Ted, who is going to believe you, a desperate high school senior from a low income broken home? Who is going to doubt my word? I am one of the most highly respected University Reps in the country. So Ted, let's get this straight. Either get to work and earn your scholarship, or get out!" Mr. Borger emphasized his words by reaching down and shaking the huge dick, so that a few drops of pre-fuck landed on Ted's handsome face. Ted wanted to puke. But instead, he opened his mouth like a good boy. "Oh Ted, before you start. Your clit is going limp. We can't have that. That would show disrespect. So get that clit nice and hard like a good girl!" Ted reached down and fingered his own teenage prick. It wasn't very hard, it's true. This session with Mr. Borger was so perverted, so freakish, that Ted had a hard time getting it up. But Mr. Borger wanted to see it erect, so Ted pulled and pumped at his prick until it was standing up. He had to close his eyes and think about some of the hot girls at his school to do it. "That a girl. Clitty all nice and stiff. Now baby, I want you to open your mouth and stick your tongue way out, as far as you can!" Ted complied, one hand still around his teen dick. "Oh baby, what a nice big tongue you have! Now I am going to rest the head of my dick on your tongue...to give you your first taste of cock! You don't do anything except just let my cock rest on your tongue. Got that? Let's see if our college candidate can follow orders." Ted really wanted to puke. He could smell the old man's cock. That sex smell that seems to fill a room. Mr. Borger stepped closer and placed the fat head of his dripping dick on the boy's tongue. It sat there with the piss hole opening and closing and pre-cum oozing out. "Very nice Ted. I have to say you show potential. This scholarship might very well be yours." Mr. Borger squeezed his dick stalk and bubbles of pre-fuck slime ran from the pisshole onto the high school boy's tongue. "Yes, the first time a boy tastes a man's cocksnot is a very special occasion." Mr. Borger adjusted his position so the cameras hidden in the room could capture all the action. He wanted good shots of this star high school athlete with cock in his mouth. That was the way to insure that his services would continue to be forthcoming. After all, there were coaches, certain members of the Board of Trustees, the Dean of Education, and even the Chancellor who wanted to sample Ted's talents. Ted groaned again as some of the fuck-slime slid down his tongue into his throat. Now Mr. Borger started to seesaw his fat cockhead across Ted's tongue. He drew back until the big prick knob was out of the boy's mouth and he rubbed it all over the kid's upper lip and under his nose, so the smell was overpowering. Then he once again rested the dickhead on the boy's tongue. "Now my young athlete, slowly draw your tongue back into your mouth... and my fat fuckmeat with it. You are about to become a cocksucker." Ah, the wonders of sexuality and the powers it holds. To turn a straight healthy normal high school senior into a dirty perverted cock sucker. What a pleasure. This boy would now never, NOT BE a cocksucker again. He would always be a cocksucker. Even if he never put another dick into his mouth, (highly unlikely considering what Mr. Borger had planned for him) he would still be a cocksucker all his life, because once you suck cock, you are by definition a cocksucker. So Ted was now a cocksucker! COCKSUCKER TED! It had a nice ring to it, don't you think? Mr. Borger did. "Cocksucker Ted, that's your name for now. Okay Cocksucker Ted, now I want you to close your mouth on the dick and start to suck on it. How well you suck my dick, determines whether you get the scholarship or not. Your future is riding on this suck, boy, so you better make it good. "As I shove my cock in and out of your mouth, you suck on the in strokes, and don't forget to use your tongue and throat muscles and lips. And as I pull my cock back, you use your tongue to titillate the sensitive underside. "As the cock reaches it outermost position, you rub your tongue over the cockhead and stick it into the pisshole as far as you can. Then I push back in again, and you start to suck again. Got that? When those little thirteen year old sluts sucked on your dick, Ted, did they know what they were doing? "I doubt it. I'll bet you jut held onto their ears and fucked their soft young faces like they were cunts! Well, that is one way to do it. Boys your age tend to fuck any hole that's available. Getting your big teenage sausages to shoot is the only thing that matters, right boy. "Well, now you will learn that there can be some skill and artistry involved in sucking cock. The Art of sucking cock! Do you have any idea how good it feels to have my prick in your soft, wet virginal mouth, Ted? Ted the Cocksucker! My cock feels wonderful in there. Like it was created just to be in your cocksucker mouth. Now stop gagging, Ted. "That's just some nice pre-fuck slime running down your throat. I leak a lot. You seem to leak a lot too Ted. That's a good sign. Some guys hardly leak at all. When I was your age, I had to wear dark trousers because my dick leaked all day in school. If I wore light colored pants, there would be a huge spot at the crotch. Nothing I could do about it. Okay Cocksucker Ted, here we go." Mr. Borger lied a little. He did indeed fuck the boy's face. Oh he started out letting the kid suck and slurp, but he soon grabbed Ted by the ears and rammed his huge hunk of cuntstuffer fuckmeat down the boy's throat. Ted gagged and choked and still the cock battered his throat. Ted's muscular naked chest rose and fell as he struggled to get air, and his fat nipples did a titty dance. Ted's toes curled in the carpet. He was naked on the floor of a school office, sucking dick to try to get into a major university. How could life get worse? Mr. Borger pulled his throbbing pecker from the boy's mouth and lifted it up, dripping saliva and pre cum onto the kid's face. "Okay, Jock Boy Cocksucker, lick my balls. Lick my big swinging fucksack for me!" "Oh God, please Sir, haven't I done enough. Please don't make...." Ted was crying pretty hard. Damned hard for a rough tough senior high jock. "Shut up, Cuntmouth and lick my balls. Lift each nut on your tongue, roll it around. Then lick and suck the salty sweaty hairy sack!" So Ted the Cocksucker became Ted the Fucksack Licker. He became Ted The Fucksack Licker because he felt he had no choice. Just a few more minutes, and he would have the scholarship and he could try to forget about this horrible incident. At least that's what he thought. How wrong he was. "Come on, Ted, lick those nuts. Put a little effort into it." Mr. Borger loved having his nuts licked. His nuts and ass. He would not have Ted lick his ass today. No, he would save that humiliation for another day. Just this last weekend, he had had his nuts licked by the fourteen year old son of one of the Board of Trustee members. Now that boy was an expert scrotum licker. Of course he had been practicing on his father since he was five. At fourteen, the poor little kid's asshole could take two full grown hands up it at the same time. Mr. Borger knew because he had done it. But on to the present task at hand. Mr. Borger stepped back, amused to see Ted's tongue swiping at air as the boy tried to get scrotum flesh into his mouth. Spit trailed from the ball sack to the boy's lips. When the trail of spit broke from the fuckbag, it draped down across the boy's chin and dripped onto his muscular chest. "Open your mouth, Ted." Mr. Borger told the boy. "Look at your dick, it has gone soft again. What a fucking pussy you are. You have to be punished for letting your clitty go soft on me. To punish you, I am going to spit into your mouth! I am going to spit a huge thick gob into your mouth and you are going to taste it and swallow it." Poor teenage Ted looked so pathetic kneeling there on the floor with his mouth open. His body trembled with fear and disgust. He felt he was losing it. Mr. Borger leaned over him and hawked up a huge clump of spit filled with nose snot and boogers. When Ted heard the sound, he let out a sob like a mother who has just lost her child. It was a sob from the soul... a sob of a lost soul. Ted was lost. Ted felt he could never recover his dignity. Mr. Borger leaned in and spit the huge gob into the boy's mouth. "Don't swallow it yet. Keep your mouth open so I can see it in there!" Mr. Borger stood there fisting his throbbing dick, looking down at the lake of spit and snot in the boy's mouth. What a fucking disgusting piece of shit this boy was. "You are really a piece of shit, you know that? Okay Ted, the ball licking snot swallowing cocksucker, swallowing all that nice spit and snot!" Ted swallowed. He wanted so badly to puke, but he knew he could not. That would cost him the scholarship. The bare assed teenage boy's body broke out into a cold sweat. He could taste the awful snot and boogers and spit as it clung to his tongue and palate. Some of it just wouldn't go down. "Okay Ted. See that examination table over there in the corner of the room. The school Nurse was nice enough to loan it to us. I want you to go over and sit on that table. It's time for your anal exam!" "Dear God, please don't do this to me. I am begging you. You know, I can be a really good student, and I am a good athlete. I can be good for your school. Don't do this horrible thing to me." "No nonsense Ted. Go over, Mr. Limp Clit and sit on the table. And I want to see that dick up and hard again. If you don't get that dick hard and keep it hard, you lose the scholarship. Who wants a jock who can't measure up to the demands of the game? Now I have to do a thorough anal probe of you to make sure you are healthy. So get your naked ass over to the table... NOW!" Mr. Borger's exposed prick bobbed and weaved, dripping pre-fuck juice. He stepped out of his pants and boxers. Time to fuck the virgin boy's teenage ass, he thought. To be continued? ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 40