College Chronicles Ep. 07

For the past month and some, I had been avoiding Jaxx as much as possible, and had been mostly successful. Aside from the odd encounter during lunch or traveling between classes, where he would pepper Natalie and I with crude come-on's and insults, I had no interactions with him. He kept me awake most nights, coming home late and loudly fucking the brains out of whoever he brought home; but improbably he was gone or in a deep sleep every time I awoke. I was always relieved, and would take the excuse to grab everything I needed and sneak out. I spent less and less time working in 001, instead opting to set up in a library or with Natalie at a coffee shop.

But they say absence makes the heart grow fonder, and as I spent more time with Cindy in makeup and girls' clothes, I began to wonder more and more what Jaxx was up to, why he was leaving me alone so much. And a little part of me, stuffed way down deep, was... I don't know. I tried not to think about it.

And then I had an experience with Jaxx that would more than remind me of how little I enjoyed his attention. Unfortunately, that experience also ended up being the first in a line of dominoes which lead to a level of depravity I wouldn't believe, if I hadn't lived it myself.

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It was the middle of October, and though I'd been at college for less than two full months, it felt like my old life was ages in the past. I spent all my time bouncing between Cindy and Natalie; Sami and Sam. Any time I had left was spent on homework. It wasn't enough time, and no matter how much work I completed I couldn't seem to gain ground in my classes.

One afternoon, I was sneaking around the top floor of one of the science buildings on campus. I had a class on the ground floor, and had crept up there I searching for an isolated bathroom to send Cindy a 'panty check' text. I hadn't responded all day, distracted by a playful but heated argument with Natalie about which MST3K 'host' was better. I knew that I was going to regret it. Cindy always went as hard on my ass as the first spanking she gave me, and I was aching in anticipation of the punishment I knew was coming later that evening.

It wasn't really sure if I was allowed on this floor, which was why I was sneaking around. However, the floor seemed totally deserted, all empty hallways and dark offices. I had tried a number of shadowy rooms and unmarked wooden doors, but had no luck finding a bathroom. Then I spotted a pair of identical doors, clearly marked. Finally.

I rushed over to the doors, anxious to finally get the text sent to Cindy, so I could go home for the afternoon. Jaxx was usually out on Friday afternoons (beginning his weekend festivities) and they were one of the few times I had 001 to myself, unafraid of Jaxx's return. I pulled open the heavy wooden door, which squeaked slightly as it opened, only to hear a strange, repetitive, wet smacking sound.

*Gluck gluck gluck gluck*

I couldn't identify the sound, but I knew I had heard it before. A feeling in my gut told me I should turn around and find a different bathroom, but my curiosity got the best of me. The door opened into a small hallway, and I had to step down a few feet in order to peer around the corner. The bathroom itself was a small communal one, two stalls, three urinals, with white tiles and vomit green walls. Bathroom utilities were all located on one wall of the room; the opposite was mostly windows, lined security glass that let the afternoon light into the room in rays across the floor.

At first, I was confused—I couldn't see an obvious culprit for the sound, yet it continued louder. It didn't take me long to notice one of the stalls had its door swung out, instead of sitting closed. On the edge of the door was a single large hand, grasping firmly, knuckles white.

Then the heavy wooden bathroom door which had been slowly swinging closed slammed shut. It produced a loud bang that made me jump out of my skin, and echoed off the tiles of the room resoundingly. In reaction, a head swung itself out of the stall to look at the entrance, staring right at me.

"Who the fuck is—haha, hey Pussy!"

It was Jaxx. When he first swung his square jaw around the door, he had a look of bored annoyance, as if a fly had circled one too many times and was about to meet his palm. But as soon as he identified me, his face twisted into that cocky smirk which haunted me. His steely grey eyes were cold amidst his movie-star good looks, and I couldn't help but think of the dead eyes of a snake hypnotising prey.

"I-I... Uh... I... Uhmm... Wha... Sorry..." I stammered and stuttered meekly, my eyes flitting from Jaxx to the floor, the ceiling, the sinks, the windows; anywhere but his self-possessed, smug expression. I raised both of my hands and slowly walked backwards until my back bumped against the cold tile wall. As I spoke, the sound that had lured me in continued; now I recognised it for what it was, as Jaxx rocked slowly in place.

*Gluck shluck gluck shluck*

"What the fuck, you just gonna stand here and watch, little pervert?"

Jaxx voice shocked me out of my trailing off excuses. I was suddenly reminded of Natalie, who so fervently hated Jaxx. Natalie could be very... unpleasant, sometimes. If you disagreed with her or said something that angered her, she was a real bitch. Her greatest weapon was an acute and quick wit when dealing with me and anyone else. Her jabs were barbed, aim perfect. Yet before Jaxx's rampant masculinity she was rendered speechless, disarmed.

In that moment, I decided that I would do what even Natalie couldn't; I was going to stand up to Jaxx. I was going to tell him how fucked up it was to openly have sex in this random bathroom. How it wasn't perverted for me to be shocked by his obscene violations of public decency. He had gone too far this time!

"You know what Jaxx? You're the fucking pe--

"SHUT the FUCK up."

My voice had gone high-pitched in my surprise and frustration, and I had raised it louder than I intended to be heard over the continued noise that echoed around us. His deep barked command cut through my shrill whine, and I could hear the sound of my teeth clacking together as my jaw slammed shut in surprise at the firmness of his tone. His smirk had transformed into to creased brow and grimace, and he maintained intense eye contact with me as he reached up to grip the wall of the stall, both hands white knuckle gripped on the stall. He began thrusting violently with his pelvis. His body was just out of my sight, but I could tell by the sound that someone was getting a real mouthful.

*Gluck gluck gluck gluck*

"Unn unnn UNGH" His grunts were deep and rumbling. He leaned back, looking down at the floor in front of him, then looked back up at me around the edge of the stall, grin renewed and wide across his face. "If you're gonna stick around, PUSSY, you might as well come take a look."

I cringed as he emphasised the curse with a deep thrust of his pelvis that he held, provoking gagging and choking from whatever poor girl was being face-fucked. Now that I had experienced it, being on the end of a cock shoved in your mouth, I couldn't help but feel sorry for Jaxx's victim. His cock was even bigger than Cindy's fake one—as Natalie had said, it had to just be more painful for the girl. Maybe this poor girl was in some situation like me, only ensnared by the cruel Jaxx instead of the warm and caring Cindy.

It was for that noble reason (I told myself then) that I didn't turn back and walk the few steps out of the bathroom. Instead, I edged towards the wall of windows, a morbid curiosity about the girl impaled on Jaxx's spear moving my feet and stirring my tiny penis in my cute little panties. I didnt—couldn't—tear my eyes away from Jaxx as I moved and more of him came into view. I immediately noticed he was completely naked, and even though I'd seen him working out before, his musclebound physique and the thin sheen of sweat that covered his whole body nearly took my breathe away. His muscles rippled and flowed under tan skin, and I felt my knees weaken in awe of his naked dominance.

He was driving away at the girl's head, but she was not resisting or struggling in anyway. In fact, as I came around the corner of the stall, she was rapidly bobbing her head forward and back in time with his thrusts deep into her throat. She was also naked, and squatted before him; thick, toned thighs spread and big-enough, perky tits swinging gracefully with their coupling. Spit and pre-cum were dripping in heavy strands down her tits and her tight, flat stomach. It was moments before I was able to rip my eyes from the body of the gorgeous girl serving Jaxx with glee; so much for her being like me. When I saw her face, my knees DID give way, and I fell awkwardly into the wall, barely remaining standing.

Aurora had her hands on the back of Jaxx's thighs, and was pulling herself forward onto his cock, her mouth spread wide around the swollen shaft as she forced herself down nearly to the hilt. She gagged and gurgled each time, faintly humming while she worshipped. Her saucer-wide bright-blue eyes never left Jaxx, even as she continued to spear herself all the way down his erect manhood.

He thrust hard, and Aurora forced herself forward to meet him, holding her own head down on his cock for seconds that stretched long. I was shocked. First, Aurora was a filthy, filthy whore! (I shouldn't have been that surprised, but I've always been a slow learner.) Second, in that moment, I couldn't help but wonder; how the fuck could she deep throat his whole cock? As Aurora finally pulled back and rested his thick, mushroom head on her tongue and staring up at him lovingly, I couldn't help but wonder what it felt like to be her, beneath Jaxx's massive cock on the bathroom floor.

And oh... his massive cock... The monster dick hung powerfully in the air before Aurora's face. It was shiny with spit from base to tip, and I was taken aback by the sight. Since seeing Jax's cock twice—once cumming on me, once as I sucked his balls— I hadn't been able to get it out of my mind, no matter how I tried. In front of it now, I was shocked to see how much bigger it was than Cindy's dildo-cock. How it lively throbbed and jumped at Aurora's touch, swaying pendulously and threateningly. How thick the veins were that traced the bulbous sides. I would have sworn I could feel the heat it was generating across the room, prompting matching warmth in my cheeks, gut, and groin. The purple mushroom head was obscene, dripping spit, and I was hypnotised, unable to look away for seconds.

Then Aurora turned to face me, and my knees quavered again, my cock twitching in my panties. Even though I had seen Aurora regularly for years during high school, her pure beauty still took my breath away. Dripping spit, her blonde hair in a messy ponytail, kneeled in a lewdly exposing manner, she was a goddess. I could feel more heat rising in my face as her blue eyes (chilly like Jaxx's) fixated and nailed me to the spot. Then a beautiful smile split her face, and she gave me an exaggeratedly enthusiastic wave.

"Hey bitch boy, want some of his meat!?" She wrapped one hand around the base of his cock and waved it along with her hand. I couldn't help but stare as the head wave back and forth menacingly. The rubbery way it flung back and forth through the air... it looked like it had real weight to it.

"Ummm..." I trailed off as I continued staring, distracted by the thought of his cock hitting me in the face.

"Come on Pussy! She's smoking hot, you don't want to nut on those tits?" Jaxx leered at me, knowing I wouldn't rise to his taunt. Aurora below him pushed her tits together and shook them at me, making a mocking duckface. Here now, in their magnificent nudity, him standing tall and strong over my lifelong crush, absurdly large cock jutting like a spear from his crotch...

I was stone cold sober, but I suddenly felt as drunk and high as I had been on those nights of Meet Week, when Jaxx and Cindy had first... Taken an interest. My heart was pounding in my chest, and I caught myself licking my lips awkwardly. My eyes darted around, from Jaxx's thick, erect cock to Aurora's sky-blue eyes. From her perfectly rounded naked breasts, up to Jaxx's steely gaze. I didn't know what to look at, what to avoid, and each distracted me further than the previous.

"I-i... I'll... Uhmm... I should... Uhh—"

"Well, Pussy?!" Jaxx's baritone cut through the air and made me wince, backing me against the wall with nowhere to run. His smirk was broad and cruel—he knew exactly what he was doing to me, how interrupting me would only throw me off more. He knew exactly how few options I had available right then.

"Ohmygod Jaxx, forget about the dumb bitch! Just fucking cover me!" Aurora impatiently whined, and I had never been so thankful to be called a bitch, as Jaxx shrugged and turned back to looking down on Aurora.

He gripped his thick sword and pumped at himself a few times before grabbing her ponytail in one hand and putting the other on the nape of her neck. Then he forcefully stuffed his cock back into her mouth. She eagerly accepted, squealing and humming as he guided her head up and down his shaft, pulling her off at the tip for a second each time before again thrusting deep into her wide open mouth. He would push down when she was buried in his crotch, sometimes making her take his whole cock, but she didn't seem to mind! Instead, she bounced off his cock each time with a great gasp, eagerly opening to accept his cock with each new thrust.

*Mmmgluck mmgluck mmgluck mmgluck*

The filthy sounds of Aurora's worship filled the bathroom as I stared in wonder. Questions flashed through my mind: Was I really a dumb pussy, standing and watching as Jaxx claimed my crush AGAIN? How could my beautiful, intelligent Aurora debase herself like this? How was she able to take his cock so deep, so readily? How much would I choke and hurt, trying to take him like that? What would it feel like? Would it be heavy and hot, like his balls were?

I caught my line of questioning and cut it short as it began to wander somewhere dangerous. By now I was forgotten about, half slumped against the wall, staggered by what I was seeing. Jaxx and Aurora were totally focused on each other, groaning and moaning in sexual ecstasy. Freed from their attention, I could have walked right out the door. But I didn't.

Instead, I tried to stand up from the wall only to notice my penis for the first time, rock hard and straining against my tight panties and skinny jeans. I thought about jerking off—but I wasn't stupid enough to remove my clothes. It would definitely lead to more humiliation, or worse... So to soothe my throbbing needs, I began to rub my crotch through my jeans, leaning back against the wall and focusing entirely on the show Aurora and Jaxx presented. I should have known this was nearly worse than just jerking off.

The two still didn't notice me at all. Jaxx had stopped using her mouth like a fleshlight, and was now standing with his hands on the back of his head, arms up and flexing casually as he looked down at Aurora. She was fully on her knees in his crotch, her mouth glued to his dark, heavy ball sack, folds of flesh spilling out of her mouth. Both of her hands were moving rapidly up and down Jaxx's girthy tool, which was dripping wet with her spit. Her eyes were locked onto Jaxx while she submitted to him, and I could sense an unspeakable intensity in the way the two looked at each other; the hairs on the back of my neck rose, and my knees trembled as I leaned more heavily into the cold tiled wall. Then Jaxx spoke,

"Ohhhh, fuck 'Ror... I'm gonna nut. Beg for it, dirty bitch." He pulled his balls out of her mouth with an audible pop, and I sympathised with the brief pout as she adjusted to missing his heat. But then she recovered, and attentively sat on her haunches before Jaxx as he quickly stroked his cock over her, hands roaming her own body and begging for cum, as he had instructed.

"Ughh fuuuuck Jaxx I want that sticky hot load so baddd. Fuckin' gimmeee... Right on my pretty face, please daddy... I need your cum in my mouth and on my tits... I wanna be your cum dump, please Jaxx jizz all over me!" Every other sentence, Aurora would stick out her tongue, or pout sexily, and I was shocked again by how readily she laid on the dirty porn-star voice, and how comfortable she seemed with such filthy dirty talk. I was rubbing furiously, and I could tell it had an effect on Jaxx as well, as he began to grunt loudly and beat his cock faster.

"Unghhh yyyyeahhhhh." His groan was deep and guttural, and bounced off the walls to bombard me. His pole began twitching and kicking in his hand; then it shot a thick stream of jizz across Aurora.

Time seemed to slow down as Jaxx erupted. The first rope collided directly with Aurora's cheek, splashing onto one closed eye. A second spread heavily across her forehead, a third hit her wide-open mouth messily, spattering across her lips. It went on and on, till cum dripped down her chin to her neck. Yet Jaxx's battering wasn't done, and he continued to milk creamy cum out of his cock onto her pert breasts. Aurora sat forward and presented herself for his ease, beginning to clean her face off enough to see by using her fingers then licking then clean.

When he finally seemed done, Jaxx let out a great sigh and shook his dripping cock over Aurora, who was happily giggling and smacking as she cleaned cum into her mouth. Then his head perked up, as if remembering something. Me.

He slowly turned to face me, and I expected the broad smirk that made my heart flutter with unease.

"Bro, what the fuck? What are you doing?" I realized I was still rubbing my insignificant bump through my jeans, and even though I wanted to stop, I was powerless against my physical need, desperate to cum. I mewled softly, less response than inarticulate expression of horniness. Aurora had turned to me as well, and though she remained at work cleaning herself off, mouth full of cum, I could tell she was laughing at my by the way her eyes glimmered with mischief. Jaxx laughed loudly, his booming baritone ringing through the room with majesty that made me quaver,

"Fucking can't even beat off like a man. I bet your baby dick is too small to use, huh? You take it in the ass like a girl, Pussy? Wanna try a real cock like a faggot?" He grabbed his still hard shaft and shook it at me, sending a few tell-tale drops of cum flying. There was a massive lump in my throat, provoked by the horrible slur he shot through me... And a creeping weight in my gut that I tried not to think about. As usual, I was speechless.

So when Aurora took one of Jaxx's hands and stood up, gracefully rotating on one foot to turn towards me, I was grateful for the distraction. When she began sauntering towards me, hints of streaks of cum across her face and body, hips swaying and toned limbs flowing, I was enraptured. She was beautiful, even so dishevelled and soiled, and seemed to float towards me, a creature not of the earth. This was an image from my wet dreams—almost.

Then she was before me, dominating my view. She paused inches from my face, her hair shiny and luminous, lips plump and full. Her cheeks were vaguely puffed, as if her mouth were full. I was distracted from this when one dainty, flawless hand came up to my crotch and cradled my small bump. She caressed it lightly, leaning closer as I shuddered at her touch, feeling my penis twitch under her pressure.

And she reared back and spit the mouthful of Jaxx's still hot cum directly into my face.

She spit aggressively, with disdain, and the load she had carried hit me violently square in my face, splattering across my lips, off my cheeks, down my neck, and all over my clothing. My mouth was still open from my gasp of pleasure at her touch, so a good portion went directly in, and I sputtered and spewed the thick liquid, unprepared for the salty muskiness that assaulted my senses. I thought I would gag as I accidentally swallowed some of the cum; the idea of eating another man's cum—especially Jaxx's, disgusted me. Instead, I found the sensation and taste not that bad. It was quite similar to the liquid that Cindy force-fed me most evenings, maybe even better, warm and somehow more satisfying than the bland, basic taste that I had grown used to. I choked, taking a breath to fuel a surprised question,