One of two final vault tales I found. Enjoy
Part Four
“I’ve chosen a few to have you bring here.” The ghost loudly said in a voice that broke Alec’s daydreams of the past.
“Yes Master,” the once proud frat president replied respectfully as he prepared to offer up his potential frat brothers to his sexual owner.
As he experienced a rush of guilt over what he was about to do his cock twitched. A blast of shame accompanied his realization that he was getting sexually excited again. “Loser,” he groaned as a wave of arousal rode in on the growing shame.
The ghost grinned. He observed Alec, his handsome face a vision of self-loathing, reaching down to fondle his growing manhood. The ghostly appearance reached down himself to unzip and pull out his cock to offer to Alec’s nearby mouth. He waved it slowly under Alec’s nose letting the boy sniff its scent. Then he teasingly grazed it along Alec’s lips letting the pre-cum from the slit in its round head wet the stud’s mouth. “Go on bitch,” the hairier muscled man hissed seductively. “You know you need to suck it, don’t you?”
The frat president could not take his eyes off the cock. It was like watching a giant cobra hypnotize its prey just before it strikes. “I…uh,” Alec whispered as he yielded. He obediently leaned in to suck on the thick rod he being was offered. His lungs filled with the familiar heady muskiness of his dominator. Soon his mind entered a blissfully calm state as his focused on bringing his master off knowing that in doing so, he was also satiating his own throbbing sexual cravings.
“Your pledgesth sirth,” he asked through a voice muffled by the hard cock in his mouth. The man’s rough pubic hairs grated across Alec’s chin. Explaining these beard burns on his face always posed a problem at first. Alec learned to casually brush off queries by simply saying his ‘girl’ had a hairy bush. The smirking wink he gave inquirers hid his fear of discovery adequately so that, as word spread, he wasn’t questioned anymore. “Your pledgeth?” he repeated savoring the rougher skin texture of the pole of the man’s dick. His mouth and tongue detected the throbbing vein that ran along the softer under shaft of his master’s manhood. It provided a signal when the massive man was ready to erupt.
“Ah yes,” the ghost said as he slowly face fucked Alec. “I think that there are three currently big men in your fraternity who will fulfill my needs,” the ghost replied, never breaking his stride in orally screwing his submissive jock. “Each one is quite the athlete, and judging from their medical psychological profiles, each one is the same cocky jock you once thought you were.” The man laughed as he heard Alec groan in humiliation at these words. A rapid glance down showed that the young president had just gotten fully erect. So typical now , the ghostly man thought as he smirked. “Tonight, bring me Scott, then tomorrow Rashid, followed by Yuan Lee. Yes, one from baseball, basketball and gymnastics. A good stud harem is truly grounded in variety.
Alec’s mind flashed with images of the boys he would sell out. Scott, a tall well built Midwestern-looking hazel-eyed blonde who once modeled for a clothing chain’s magazine and served as their party manager. He made sure there were plenty of girls attending and a supply of roofies for the frat members. Alec visualized Scott’s high tight butt getting fucked as the baseball player squirmed and yelped.
Then there was their frat VP, Yuan, a compact tight guy whose gymnast’s build and Asian good looks had every girl swooning and rivaled Alec in scoring notches. His smaller mouth would have difficulty going down on his master’s thick long rod, but he would just have to ‘suck it up’ and adjust.
But it was Rashid, their frat star, who was the true prize of the group. A star basketball player, one who’s lankly but defined body screams erotic appeal. He played up a dangerous but highly sexy persona which, combined with his stunning looks and arrogant attitude, marked him as a true ladies man. Rashid had even fucked the entire cheerleading squad. He and Alec had locked horns over the years and Alec had always treated the guy like shit. Alec recalled how he had once caught a glimpse of him coming from the frat house shower and was stunned at the size of the younger guy’s equipment. Would he be forced to service that cock by his master? He shivered mortification as his realized a part of him now eagerly wanted to go down on Rashid too. Maybe even offer up his ass? His mind visualized Rashid’s thick monster plowing open his pale white ass open. Fuck yes, he thought as that image encouraged him to suck faster.
The ghost discerned an increase in Alec’s oral activities. Something the ghost had said had sparked Alec’s enthusiasm. Should he stop to inquire what that was? “Well, time for that later. “Good boy,” the massively muscular man sighed as he moved vigorously now in and out of Alec’s mouth. Constant practice had completely turned the once rigidly heterosexual jock into a respectable cocksucker. True, the boy had not developed a taste for salty cum but listening to him gag as he tried to swallow the bigger man’s spunk was always intoxicating. Plus, it served to degrade Alec more, which of course served to excite the young frat president. The cycle went on the ghost thought as he ejaculated down Alec’s throat. He reveled in the sounds of the young athlete’s gurgling and grunts as he swallowed the load. That noise of the boy’s after blowjob gagging was still the best.
“Once I finish with them,” the specter said. “I’ll send all of you out to sexually service every overweight, nerd, or picked upon male student on campus. You will make them all your frat brothers and all of you will serve as their cum dumps. Just think of the fun. Your frat took great pride in being swaggering assholes especially those three other officers. After I finish with your officers, they will take pride in being their assholes being used. The ghost heard Alec groan but, judging by the way he was slurping on the cock in his mouth and, the way Alec’s cock was dripping pre-cum, he was hot for tit.
The End