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The hallway was quiet. Just past midnight.
Everyone else in the house had either passed out or was still downstairs drinking. My room was right across from Jace's. All I had to do was take a breath, cross the hall, and knock.
I hesitated.
Not because I didn't want to... because I did. My whole body was thrumming with need. Jace had whispered it into my ear like a demand: My room. Tonight. I want to be the first to stretch that hole.
I'd been hard ever since.
So I knocked on his door. Once. Then again.
The door cracked open. Then swung wide.
Jace stood there in nothing but a pair of tight grey shorts that clung to his thighs and bulge like they were painted on. Yeah, of course he wasn't wearing any underwear.
His chest was massive, hair dusting his pecs, abs like carved stone, arms flexed slightly as he leaned against the doorframe.
He looked down at me and grinned. "Pledge," he said, laughing under his breath. "Didn't even have to remind you. Look at you. Already at my doorstep like a good little mutt."
My heart raced. I nodded.
"I like this dedication," he said, stepping aside. "Come in."
I walked in. Quiet. Nervous. The lights were low, room hot, the air laced with the smell of musk and body spray. His sheets were half off the bed, floor scattered with socks and used towels. He closed the door behind me.
"Strip."
His voice was low and rough, no room for questions.
I peeled my shirt off. My boxers followed. I stood still, like I was waiting for orders. Like my body was no longer mine.
He stepped forward slowly, cock swelling behind his shorts. His eyes never left mine. "Get on your knees."
I dropped down, legs folding under me. His shorts hung low enough now that the tip of his cock was pushing out against the fabric. Thick. Heavy. I stared. Waited.
He pulled his waistband down. Let it fall.
His cock bounced out... already half-hard, hanging low with weight. It smacked softly against his thigh. Then he stepped closer until his cock was right above my eyes. So close I could smell him.
Without a word, he slapped it against my face. The sound cracked through the room.
Smack.
Then again. Firmer this time.
Smack.
I didn't flinch. Just kept my eyes up, wide and obedient.
He tilted his head. Smirked. "Chicks are desperate for my cock," he muttered, stroking the shaft lazily. "But your eyes... your mouth... fuck...." His thumb brushed my cheek. "You want it more than any of them."
He slapped it again.
Thwack.
"Lick it."
I did. Tongue out. Slow. From base to tip. I could feel the veins throb against my tongue. I circled the head. Tasted sweat. Felt it twitch.
"Yeah," he muttered, watching me. "This is the only lube you're getting tonight."
I licked it again, wetter this time, letting spit gather and drizzle down the shaft.
"Now spit on it."
I leaned in and spat... thick, messy... right on the tip. He didn't move. Just watched as it slid down and pooled around his fingers.
His voice dropped lower. "Get on the bed."
I stood, legs weak, and climbed onto the mattress. I didn't need direction, I got on all fours, ass up, face turned toward the headboard.
I felt the bed dip behind me.
Then his hand gripped my waist. Hard.
He spread my cheeks open and let out a low growl. "You're fucking soaked."
Then the tip of his cock pressed against my hole. Not slow. Not teasing. Just pressure. And push.
"Unhh.. Aah. Jace." I gasped, hands clawing the sheets.
He drove in halfway, thick and brutal. My body jerked forward. My ass stretched wide, struggling to take the size.
"Fuck," he grunted behind me. "You're tight as fuck, pledge..."
He spat on his hand, rubbed it between us, then slammed forward.
His hips met my ass. I moaned loudly, face shoved into the mattress.
"No whining," he hissed, grabbing my throat from behind. "You wanted this, didn't you."
He pulled back.
Then....
Thrust again...
"Aah.. jace.."
"Sir..."
I could feel every inch, my body trembling from the way my hole stretched, from the heat, from the way his cock carved into me.
"Chicks line up for it," he growled, pounding again. "But you? You take it like it's your job."
He slapped and squished my ass, "Fuck, your hole's drooling already."
He leaned over, his chest grazing my back, his voice in my ear. "You needed this, didn't you?"
Thrust again....
"Yes... fuck.. yes.. Jace,.."
"Louder."
"I needed it... needed your cock,..."
His fingers dug into my hips. "You've been dreaming about this since the day you saw me. I instantly knew you wanted this cock so bad.."
Smack. He slapped my ass raw. "Admit it."
"I have," I moaned. "I wanted it... I still want it.."
"Say it."
"I want your cock, Jace."
He thrust harder. No mercy. My legs were shaking, arms collapsing beneath me. My whole body rocked forward with each thrust.
The room was filled with the sounds of Jace slapping my ass, thrusting his cock deep into my hole, ocassionally squishing my ass to see how badly I was leaking... the sounds of spit, grunts and moans... My hole was stretched wide, clenching around him.
He grabbed my hair, pulled my head back. "You think any of those other frat boys could fuck you like this?" he sneered.
I whimpered.
"Answer."
"No... no one... just you..."
"That's fucking right."
He pulled out.
My hole pulsed, leaking spit and precum, gaping open.
"Turn over," he said.
I flipped onto my back, legs still dangling. My body felt ruined. He grabbed my knees and pushed them up, exposing everything.
Then lined up again. His cock glistened.
"Watch me," he ordered. "Don't close your eyes."
I nodded.
And he slammed in again.
"Who's hole is this, pledge?"
"Yours Sir", I answered
"And it belongs to whom?"
"Sir, you. own my hole".
Thrust again.
"Atta Boy. That's my pledge"
I gasped. He stayed deep, buried to the hilt. "You like looking up at me while I wreck you?" His abs flexed. Sweat dripped onto my chest. "Look at this fucking view."
He pulled back.
Thrusting faster now. Relentless.
My body jolted with each hit, my cock untouched, bobbing helplessly.
"You feel that?" he muttered. "Feel how deep I am?"
"So fucking full...." I groaned.
"You think any of them could stretch you like this?"
"No... only you.. fuck....", I moaned.
He pinned my wrists above my head.
Then leaned in, his face close. "I should make you cum with nothing but this," he growled.
He pounded harder. The bed shook. My moans spilled freely now.
"Where do you want it?"
"Inside," I gasped. "Please.... cum in me.. fill me up, Jace."
"Fucking slut,.. My slut." he grunted.
Thrust.
Thrust.
His rhythm turned erratic. His grip tightened.
Then....
He slammed in one final time. His cock twitched deep inside me. I felt it.
Spurt.
Hot ropes of cum shot into me. His whole body shook.
Spurt. Spurt.
He stayed there, buried deep, breathing hard. My hole stretched around him, clenching.
Then he slowly pulled out.
His cum dripped from me immediately... thick, messy, hot.
He looked down at me. Smirked. "Clean it."
I rolled over, dragged myself down, and took him into my mouth. Warm. Slick. I licked him clean like a good pledge. Swallowed everything.
He tapped my cheek twice. "Good boy." Then walked off, cock still heavy, disappearing into the bathroom.
I stayed on the bed.... hole leaking, mouth full of him, cock still aching for touch. And I knew it deep in my chest. I'd do it again. Whenever he wanted.
Jace was the first to claim my hole.
But this was only the beginning.
Four more guys were waiting for me tomorrow.... for the final task.
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Chapter 3
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