A new lethal disease affects a large proportion of the men in their early twenties. Thankfully, the authorities have finally found a cure: ingesting good old spunk! And those young beta males are going to need to swallow A LOT of it if they want to survive.
The story, names, and places are entirely fictional. All characters featured in the story are above 18. This story is only meant to be read by a mature audience, and in any case, by people over the age of 18.
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THE CURE
Chapter 12: The subtle art of blowing fat juicy cocks
About four weeks into the Protocol, something weird started to happen in the frat house.
Each on their own, the guys started to offer me "some loads" in exchange of a well-executed blowjob.
This was supposed to be discreet but all the guys were playing the same game, which put me in some sort of an awkward position having to make each one of them believe we were doing something "exclusive".
It started with Gino in our dorm room at night, but rather quickly, Franck and Darius offered me the same deal, and shortly after, every man from the house went on to me.
Not that I am complaining, eight jocks in their prime, willing to give me their nutritious cum for free at least once a day, I was in Beta Heaven for sure!
Within a week, I had learned each of my teammates' preferences when it comes to blowing their fat dicks.
I had not really thought about that before but there are many ways to suck a cock. Gently, quickly, while stroking it at the same time, deepthroating, while massaging the balls, licking the tip, sniffing the edges, kissing it a lot, or not at all, using a lot of spit, making it sloppy, gagging, choking, playing with the foreskin...
Not knowing that I was training myself on each of their respective shafts, my partners thought my cock-sucking skills were improving very quickly.
You bet; swallowing cocks had become like a second nature for me!
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Gino.
Gino had the 4 AM blowjob.
We both would wake-up in the middle of the night while the entire house was deeply asleep.
I would crawl out of my bed; Gino would have already removed his covers, exposing his hunky naked body, and I would slide his semi-hard hairy Italian cock in my mouth.
In a matter of seconds, that juicy dick would get to full-mast and would extend its impressive length and girth deep inside my throat. It was a learning curve, literally, but I had come to be able to fit it all in my throat.
Usually, we did not exchange a single word. We knew what we were supposed to do.
The whole thing would last for about ten minutes.
I would get on my sucking, pushing myself to go deeper at each back and forth and Gino would moan softly, most of the times, closing his eyes.
The only indication I had about his enjoyment was hearing him saying stuff like: "yeah, like that", when I was doing something right. Usually, it meant burying my nose into the stinky bush made by his pubic hair.
Because my mouth was full, I had to breathe from my nose and there was no way to escape the musky smell.
I had gotten used to it.
Correction, I had come to like this.
I could tell we were getting to the climax when my best friend would moan a little louder, in a high-pitched voice. Right after, I would feel his warm milk pouring down my throat.
His cum tasted very good and would always fill me up nicely.
A minute later, we would both be back in our respective bed, Gino's balls were empty, and my stomach was full.
We could safely fall back asleep.
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Franck.
As you can imagine, Franck was way more proactive and verbal about the whole thing. Thanks to his hyperspermia, he also had way more spunk to feed me!
Usually, his turn would come right before it was time to go to sleep, about an hour or maybe two after they had fed Allan.
The farm boy was coming to the house almost every evening, feeding himself with seeds which were supposed to be mine (that bastard)!
Except for Darius' gigantic member, Allan was not really sucking the guys though.
From what I could tell, my fraternity mates were aiming at his mouth but he was not giving proper blowjobs. I could be wrong though, I avoided being there when they were feeding him, it made me too jealous.
Pathetic, I know...
I guess I was still frustrated that some people with money did not have to think about it twice, they could pay any College jock to get their fix. On the other hand, I truly had to work for it.
The only meal guaranteed for me was the loads received at the CuM Centre, the rest was left into the willing hands (or rather balls) of my housemates.
At this point, except for the most reluctant and close-minded men, practically no one at the Centre was using the cup anymore.
The majority of the fappers were feeding us directly. Even we were not blowing them, they were shoving their cocks inside our mouths at the last moment, or aiming their ejaculation right between our opened lips.
Some donors were aiming poorly, but in such case, it was our duty as Beta to lick off the cum from the floor, their shoes, or directly from their bodies.
Anyway, as I was saying, Franck was always ready to nut, - to the point where it was objectively extraordinary -, even less than a couple of hours after feeding Allan.
While each of our roommates were in their bedrooms, Franck and I would meet in the kitchen discreetly. Generally, around 1 AM.
Yes, I was sucking a lot of dicks but not sleeping much at the time. What can I say? I had to sort out my priorities and Franck's massive uncut cock was definitely higher on my list than getting a proper night of sleep.
He was certainly the one pushing me the hardest. Franck loved it rough and he knew he could provide me with a huge amount of sperm... And he was plenty aware of his worth!
"Start by licking my balls this time, come on, let's be a little adventurous. I know you like that." He whispered to me.
The jock was standing before me, stark naked in the large kitchen. His dick was already at full-mast, slimy with precum, deserving of worshipping.
I kissed his balls as he had requested.
"No. I said lick them!" He scolded me.
My bad. I stuck my tongue out and proceeded to bathe his two massive nuts.
He seemed to like it, a lot. He started to play with his nipples which was always a good sign of his excitement. I knew I could keep going.
Franck did not wait long to grab my face with his two hands and to face-fuck me hard.
I was gagging a lot which I did not like because it meant that some of the proteins contained in the precum might be wasted, it was sliding down my chest, sometimes falling on the floor.
When I was spitting out too much slime, I felt compelled to slurp and lick everything off. Franck would then put his right foot all over my face as I was cleaning the floor. He seemed to love having me in this position.
"Good little maid." He commented.
