Christmas With The Fratboys

The tradition was as old as the college itself. Or the myth of the tradition was, anyway. Not many people believed it anymore, because come on, how could anybody believe that one lucky woman was served up to a group of horny frat boys on Christmas day every year?

I believe the rumour was started back in the eighties. One chick who everybody wanted apparently arrived at the frat house wearing nothing but a Santa hat, and so commenced an entire night of debauchery.

Like I said, it was a myth and nothing else. Or so I thought.

Regardless, the likelihood of me ever finding out the answer to the age old question was quite slim. Unfortunately for me, I wasn't some chick who everyone wanted. I was an eighteen year old guy who was a little nerdy and a lot shy.

I had my own plans for Christmas, anyway. My parents were away to visit my aunt on a different continent so instead of joining them for that shit show, I decided to stay on campus and jerk off through the festive season. Exciting, right?

The campus became something of a ghost town over the holidays. With each passing day, more and more people left to visit family and friends, and return home. By Christmas Eve, I was almost certain that I was one of the last remaining people.

In a bid to not be completely Grinch-like, I decided to pick up a few festive treats from the store, and it was a trip that I will be forever grateful for making.

As expected, the streets were almost entirely deserted as I wrapped up and began my chilly journey. Some older men were running around starting their Christmas shopping, but for the most part, I was alone. I got what I needed and as I left the store, I spotted them.

Mikey Clayton and Bryan Stanton, two of the hottest young men I had ever had the pleasure of seeing. They were known all around campus, and even further again. Both footballers, both muscular gods, both mouthwateringly beautiful.

Naturally, they didn't even know I existed, so when Mikey stopped in front of me, I felt the urge to piss my pants.

"How old are you?" He asked, in that deep voice that made me want to rip my clothes off and bend over.

"Um... Eighteen" I swallowed, barely able to keep eye contact as he towered over me.

Bryan stared at me as though he was trying to figure out which part of me to eat first. Truth be told, I wouldn't have minded, too much.

Mikey nodded slowly and glanced at Bryan who shrugged.

"See you around" he said, and that was that. My moment in heaven was over, and with my fantasies secured for a night of self pleasure, I was on my way back to campus.

The frat boys were a violently handsome bunch of guys. It was quite irritating, really, that they had all been blessed with the most stunning features on the planet, whilst us mere mortals had to contend with looking rather normal.

As I felt sorry for myself and became lost in thought, a car drove slowly next to me, and when I looked, Bryan Stanton had his arm hanging casually from the window.

"You got any plans tonight?" He asked, and I forgot how to speak for a moment before shaking my head.

"Come over" he continued, without even looking at me, "midnight, and wear a Santa hat".

My jaw fell to my chest as he began to drive off.

"Only a Santa hat" he added, and then they were gone, and I was left standing there on the side of the road, flabbergasted.

It was a joke. Of course it was a joke. The frat boys would never even consider something so absurd. They were men. Real men. Men who fucked woman. Men who watched sport and played sport and talked about sport. So why was I already sporting an erection as I frantically raced back to the dorm room?

I paced up and down inside. My heart hammered like a drum as I considered the crazy invitation. Was it a joke? They weren't laughing. They didn't look like they were joking, but how could it not be a joke? There was certainly no way that the frat boys were gay. It simply wasn't possible.

As I debated with myself, the clock continued to tick, and I continued to sweat. What's the worst that could happen? That was the question that plagued me. What was the worst that could happen? They could get me there and beat me up, I supposed. But what would be the point in that? They didn't even know me, and if they had wanted to beat me up, they could have done it on the street.

The more I considered it, the more I realised that I had pretty much nothing to lose. Sure, it could have been some big set up to out me as being gay, but I wasn't exactly buried in the closet to begin with. Anybody who knew me, knew I was gay, so it wouldn't have been a big deal, anyway.

With ten minutes to go, I made a decision that changed my life. I grabbed the only Santa hat that I had and stuffed it into my jacket. The legend said that the chick from the eighties knocked on the door wearing nothing but the hat, but could I really bring myself to do something so insane?

My sanity wasn't the only barrier that I faced. As soon as I stepped out of the building, snow began to bucket down on me, and it was already an inch deep by the time I started walking. It was cold. Far too cold to strip naked outside, that was for sure.

The frat house wasn't far, but it felt like the quickest journey of my life and within just a few minutes, I stood outside the large house and hyperventilated.

"It's just a joke" I told myself, though I wasn't sure if that made me feel better or worse.

The place was in darkness, which did little to inspire hope. From where I was standing, it looked like the place was either deserted or that everyone had gone to bed. I took a breath and blew the smoky clouds into the night sky before walking up the lawn and pressing the bell.

"This is stupid" I said to myself, "you're stupid".

I waited. A minute passed, then two, then I pressed the bell again and listened to it ring on the inside. Another minute. Another two.

"Told you" I mumbled, and turned on my heel.

I felt ridiculous. How could I have been fooled by such a dumb prank. They probably said the same thing to every gay guy on campus, but I looked around the dark, snowy street and realised that I was the only person there.

"Assholes" I growled, and just as I reached the path, I felt it in my pocket and I stopped.

I pulled the Santa hat out and stared at it. There was no way. Surely that would just be another joke. Something they could all get a good laugh from when they looked back over their camera footage tomorrow. I wouldn't do it. I wouldn't lower myself to such humiliation.

My cock ached painfully in my pants at the thought, and then I looked around once more and said "fuck it".

Feeling the cold Christmas air on my body as I crouched behind one of the bushes and undressed, was as bizarre as I had expected it to be. I wasn't particularly shredded, and the only form of muscle I had on my body was from high school swimming.

With my clothes neatly folded away, I pulled the Santa hat on and felt like the most ridiculous person on the planet. At that moment, I probably was the most ridiculous person on the planet, but with one more deep breath, I cupped my freezing junk and walked naked back toward the door.

"You're an idiot" I said, "you're the biggest damn idiot in the world".

With a shaky finger, I pressed the bell once more and I waited as my heart exploded.

"Dumb ass" I hissed, "such a freaking dumb ass".

I considered leaving again, and then I saw it. Through the glass panel, a shadow crossed by. Then another, and more after that. I froze. My eyes glared through the door, and when the metal lock slid back on the inside, I almost whimpered.

I expected a sea of laughter when the door finally opened. I expected jeers and comments, perhaps even a few slaps, but what I did not expect, was to find myself facing at least ten naked young men wearing nothing more than plastic elf masks covering their eyes and nose.

I gawped at them, they stared at me, and like the Red Sea, they parted way and made a corridor through to the back.

Moving became impossible. I simply couldn't lift my leg and pass the threshold. I was too busy staring at the manhoods that hung between their muscular thighs. They were all shapes and sizes and colours, and they all looked equally as delicious.

Finally, after a moment of taking in the absurdly beautiful sight, I stepped into the warmth of the frat house, and the door slammed shut behind me.

I could feel their breath on me as I sheepishly walked through the parting. The stench of young man poured into my nostrils with each inhale, and by the time I reached the end, I was straining to keep my boner concealed in my hands.

I'd never been inside the place before, but even now, it was impossible to see much of anything. The entire living room was in darkness, with only a mattress on the floor in the centre. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to be doing, but I didn't have long to wait before I found out.

Hands grasped my waist and pulled me backwards. I felt someone's long, warm cock push between the cheeks of my ass. Another person appeared in front of me, his hand immediately sliding between my legs and grasping my cock. A third person took my face in their hands and jammed their tongue in my mouth, and suddenly I had died and gone to heaven.

There was no talking, only heavy, laboured breathing. My eager cock began to drool instantly, and I felt the same thing happen to the person behind me as he rubbed himself against my tight hole.

Someone took over my head, turning me toward them and kissing me deeply. I had no way of telling who was who, but at that moment, I didn't care. It felt like a dream, and if I hadn't felt the sharp pinch of a finger pushing into my hole, I would have believed it was a dream.

The person who had been jerking my cock disappeared from my sight, and then I felt the warm, wetness of his mouth around my member. I moaned into someones mouth, felt a spank across my plump ass, and received a second finger inside me.

Even through the darkness, I could see other small groups of naked frat boys around me. The sound of sucking and soft moaning filled the room, and the stench of sex lingered around me.

What was this? The story had certainly missed the part where the frat boys took turns fucking each other!

I felt the back of my knees being pushed until I was on the ground with musky cocks around my head. Someone pulled me toward them, pushing their pole between my lips as another person slid theirs across my cheek.

I gagged on the delicious cock, tasting the saltiness of the pre-cum as it poured into my throat. I felt trails of the stuff being smeared across my face on both sides, and then I felt the tantalising tongue of a frat boy as it slid across my excited hole.

They were everywhere. Every part of my body was being touched or used. My tongue hungrily lapped at as many cocks as I could find, and my own one jerked and twitched below me.

Whoever was eating my ass was a professional. I couldn't help but moan onto the cock that was impaling me, and the more I tried to keep quiet, the harder he licked until I found myself in a constant state of horny arousal.

Eventually he stopped and the cock was removed from my throat. I was guided forward, down on the mattress on my hands and knees, and more fingers pushed into me. Someone rubbed their hand through my hair, another person reached for my cock and milked me, and then a dollop of cold, wet liquid poured between my cheeks.

The surrounding frat boys seemed to move closer. I knew it because I could smell the fresh sweat and could hear the deep moans as they continued to pleasure each other.

Hands gripped my waist, more hands gripped my face, and suddenly I felt two cocks sliding into me on either side. I winced at the pain in my ass, but the large amount of lube was certainly helping. The taste of the new cock was stronger and riper than before, and I was almost certain that it had just been inside another guy. I lapped at it eagerly.

More grunts, more gasps and more moaning from me. Whoever was in my ass was large and thick, spreading me wide with each forceful thrust, and pushing me deeper onto the cock in my mouth.

My legs were pulled apart, someone slid under me, and my cock was swallowed as my holes were hammered.

A bare ass sat down on my back, straddling me and jerking his cock until I felt his pre-cum spill down my spine. He pulled my head back by my hair whilst his buddy throat fucked me, and his other buddy wrecked my ass.

A few minutes later, the cock in my throat was removed, and a hairy, musky ass was presented to me. I needed no encouragement. I pushed my face between his cheeks and slurped on his salty ring. My head was held in place by the guy on my back, but I would have happily stayed in there forever, anyway.

A long, low moan poured from the man who was fucking me. He squeezed my hips, dragging his fingernails across my flesh as he pumped his load into my guts, and after a few more thrusts, he slid out.

I felt my hole trying to clench, but he'd widened me too much, so I remained open and loose for the next person who arrived quickly.

The ass in my face moved and a cock appeared instantly. I had no time to brace for the tsunami of cum that gushed out of it and drenched me, but I opened my mouth and tried to catch it as it poured down my face.

I was pushed forward. My cum soaked cheek pressed against the mattress as the person behind began to plow me violently. He rammed against my prostate, causing milky fluid to drain from my painfully hard cock, and then I felt a bare foot press down on my other cheek, smearing the cum even further.

He knelt after a second, spreading his knees around my head as he rubbed his wet helmet across my face. Somehow, he managed to find my mouth, and in the strangest position, I took him inside and sucked him.

A tongue ran up the sole of my foot. I was never a foot fetish kind of guy, but feeling the warm mouth around my toes as I was fucked brutally was mind-blowing. I purred throughout, moaning when I could and trying to clench my ring around the thick cock inside me.

They lifted me up. A large arm wrapped around my chest, owned by the man fucking me. He kept me in place in something that resembled a rough, reverse hug. He continued to slam up my opening, and now someone else was on my cock, sucking it into their mouth.

It was becoming too much. The vast number of men who were all hunting me like prey, waiting for their turn at the meat. I came hard. My balls exploded with an orgasm the likes of which I had never felt before. I wasn't sure if it had been caused my the man fucking me or the one sucking me, but either way, I cried out in amazement.

Someone took my nipple between their lips as I ejaculated spectacularly. My body was sensitive now, flinching at the slightest touch, but the frat boys weren't done, and the pleasure continued to be forced upon me.

More cum burst into my hole, mixing with the previous load and making me feel heavy with seed. I was bent forward again, a stubbled face slid between my used ass and sucked, and the loads began to seep from me.

As quickly as he was gone, a new cock entered me, making me whimper and moan once more, and then I felt lips over mine, and entirety of the cum from my gaping hole was dumped into my mouth.

Nobody told me what to do, but when a sweaty hand covered my face, I knew I was supposed to drink it.

As the mess poured down my chin, I gulped and gulped, and took the loads back inside. His thumb cleaned up what I had missed, and slid onto my tongue where I sucked and swallowed again. His touch was gentle, yet depraved.

There had been no cool down time since my last orgasm, but already I was stiffening again. Another cock entered my mouth, and mindlessly I began to swallow it. I had no idea how long I'd been there, perhaps an hour, perhaps a day, it felt like time no longer existed.

The sound of my ass being fucked brutally echoed through the horny darkness. Silhouettes of naked men embracing stood everywhere I looked, groups of two or three were either fucking, sucking or kissing, but I seemed to be the prize that everybody wanted.

More cum poured into me from both ends. The smell of the stuff seemed to cling to me as I was filled with it, but it was the most delicious aroma I had ever known.

More cocks, front and back. Someone grasped my own one, forcing it to produce more pre-cum as I drooled and moaned onto a large one in my mouth.

More cum, more rimming, more sweaty fucking. One man stood over me, one man knelt between my legs and I whined into someone's hole as two cocks pushed inside of me.

I came almost instantly. The load was pathetic in comparison to the first, but the orgasm was just as explosive. My entire body shook violently as it rushed through me, and I realised that it had been entirely caused by the cocks in my hole.

I was covered in all manner of bodily fluids. Drool, sweat, cum and spit. My chin was drenched in throat slime from the furious assault that it took. My hole was no longer capable of closing, so remained open for whoever wanted to dump their load in me, and by the time the morning light began to illuminate the room, I guessed that every frat boy had done so at least once.

I was beginning to be able to make out the people around me, but I was too exhausted to try to work out who anybody was. Most of them had finished, and were now standing around watching as the final two emptied themselves inside me, and when I lay there, completely bloated with the cum of nearly a dozen frat boys, I felt something cold across my back.

It was a marker, and whoever was writing was allowing their long, wet cock to dip in and out of my used ring, and when they were finished, multiple hands got me to my feet, and I was walking again. Walking from the living room. Walking through the hallway, and walking into the front yard where the door closed behind me and I stood there like a zombie.

The snow fell harder than it ever had before. It was bright now, but still very early so I wasn't worried about being seen. I looked around as though I had never seen daylight before, and when I looked down at my naked body, I almost gasped.

I was completely drenched. Cum and sweat glistened on me and my cock was raw and swollen. Every sheepish step I took made my hole clench, though it wasn't doing a good job of it, and by the time I dressed, I could feel ribbons of cum drooling into my underwear.

I limped back to the dorm room on a high that I'd never experienced before. It was the most mind-blowing, amazing, unbelievable thing to have ever happened to me, and with my eyes aching, my body exhausted and my hole quivering, I stripped off in the room and walked toward my bed. I'd shower when I woke, but just before I crawled inside and had the most beautiful sleep of my life, I stopped in the mirror and read the message on my back.

Happy Christmas.