Caught Looking At Frat Boy's Dick In Frat House Bathroom

Those of you in fraternities know what a Polish Shower is. When you wake up for a 10:00 class at 9:55, you wet your hands and run them through your hair, put on a hat, spray some cologne, and dash out the door. Well this wasn't a late-for-class situation; it was late in the evening, I had just gotten off work and my clique was getting ready to go to a party. I had about ten minutes to get ready.

I stripped down to my briefs and went to the bathroom. I wasn't a big community bathroom, it was just a regular one-toilet one-shower thing. I turned on the faucet in the tub and waited for it to warm up, when Rat walked in. Everyone has a "Rat" in their house. This Rat was about 5'7", very short blond hair, thin but not an ounce of fat on him (some freak of metabolism, I don't know). He said, "mind if I take a piss?" Who gives a shit, I thought, I would only be in here another 45 seconds. "OK," I said.

Well the water warmed up and I stepped into the tub, pointed the shower head down, and turned the shower on just as he had pulled his dick out and started to piss. I leaned over and put my head under the stream of water, so I'd only rinse my hair out. I hadn't bothered to pull the shower curtain closed, so I immediately realized that I had a GREAT view of his cock. It was average sized, but on his smallish body it looked great, especially with his blond pubic hair, which I had never seen before.

I stared for about ten seconds, and then he said, "What are you doing?"

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It startled me, and I looked up guiltily and said "Nothing, what do you mean?"

He said "You're looking a my dick."

I said, "NO I'm not." He had finished pissing but kept his dick out. He said "You like looking at this?" and then started a combination pull/stroke which lengthened it. I looked at what he was doing, and I couldn't say anything.

Somewhere in the back of my head there was the voice saying "watch out! he could ruin your life if he told everyone!" But in all honesty, I had seen him without a shirt on so many times, and his body really intrigued me, and I had fantasized about watching him pull on his dick so many times that there was really no option for me other than to just stare at the spectacle. He had no hair at all on his chest, something which always drove me nuts. He had long eyelashes too, which also sends me reeling.

"Yeah!" he said, as if he were surprised at himself as much as he was at me. "You like that." (This was a catchphrase started by a muscle- head in our house). I glanced at his flat adolescent stomach and his pectorals, then back down to his cock which was at half mast by now. I stepped back to get my head out of the stream of water, because it had gotten into my eyes.

"Yeah, that's right, that's what you want." He turned toward me and kept on stroking his cock. He spoke just loud enough that I could hear, so that the sound of the running water would drown out his voice to anyone outside the bathroom. I was so transfixed on the motions of his hand that I hadn't thought to straighen up; I was still bent over with my head cocked to the side. The tent in my shorts gave way and my stiff cock now peeked out of the elastic waistband.

"I bet you want this, don't you?" He said, stroking his cock a little more intensely to let me know without a doubt that it was, indeed, what he was talking about.

He stepped into the bathtub behind me.

I started to straighten up, but Rat put his hand on my back and pushed me back into my prone position. He started to pull my underwear down from behind; I had to pull the waistband over my cock to accomodate him.

"Yeah, you want it all right." My briefs were snugly fit around my thighs; I shifted my weight and put my hands on my knees, then stuck my butt out towards him. He took the soap, which was still wet from the last guy who showered, and lathered his cock.

He didn't even bother to rub any on my ass before he put his hands on my shoulder blades and entered me. It was a smooth, long stroke that went all the way in. I clamped my eyes shut in a 50/50 gesture of pain and pleasure, and held my breath so as not to let out a yelp. Instead my ass muscles clamped down in protest, and he reacted favorably by saying "Awww, yeah." He knew what he was doing to me, and he didn't care. There was no doubt who was running the show here. Rat had his cock firmly planted in my ass, and my job was to service him. Damn, if he wasn't a cocky son of a bitch. He wanted to give it rough, and rough is how I was going to take it.

His thrusts were long and smooth. He pulled out almost all the way, then went all the way back in with an even tempo. I felt his soft pubes against my bare ass. After impaling like this about four times he let loose. He reached under my arms and grabbed my shoulders from below, then pulled and thrusted at the same time, driving his cock into me as hard as he could. There was still pain--I hadn't been ready for this, remember--but by this point the pain felt good because I totally belonged to him, and every ounce of pain I felt reminded me of that fact. It's the most dangerous feeling of all: I knew I would have given him everything just so he'd keep his cock inside me.

Kabam! Kabam! Kabam! He was thrusting for all he was worth, and all I could do was take it. Each time he pulled almost all the way out, then slammed back in. I moved my hand up to stroke my cock, and he smacked my arm really hard. Apparently there was to be no service for my cock tonight. For some reason this really excited me, because I just started thinking about his cock inside me and concentrating on him as master and me as cum dumpster. And oohhhhh, ahhhhhh.....

It took probably 45 seconds in total. He pulled all the way out of me and shot his load on my back. I was disappointed because I wanted his seed inside me, proof of ownership that I belonged to this cocky frat boy. But I was also excited by the fact that my ass was not worthy of his sperm. At that point I would have sold my life into service of this boy.

He stepped out of the shower, pulled up his underwear and shorts, tucked his shirt in, and said in a very derogatory tone, "I bet you like that, don't you?"

Then he walked out.

I took my underwear off, then pointed the shower up and rinsed off my whole body. I got out of the shower and dried off in about fifteen seconds, and just managed to get dressed in time to go out with my friends. At least one guy asked me why I was so out of it that night.

Nothing has happened between me and Rat since then. I think he's getting it from his roommate. I'll have to find out.

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