You’ve Earned Our Cock
Yesterday, they made me drink their cum from the so-called Brotherhood Brew. Today, they said I’d be getting it straight from the source.
I was on my knees, right in the center of the room... surrounded. Five brothers, shirtless, slick with sweat, eyes locked on me like they’d already claimed me. The same couch from yesterday sat behind me, but now Lucas and Brett were spread wide on it, cocks out, thick and glistening, stroking slow like they were pacing themselves. Chase leaned against the wall, jeans pushed open, abs tightening each time his hand dragged along his length. Joshua stood nearby like he had nowhere else to be, sipping from a water bottle, cock heavy and twitching with every slow breath.
And Jace... Jace was right behind me. Silent. Close. Smirking like he’d already won. Like he already knew I’d give him everything. Maybe I already had.
I wasn’t sure where to start.
But they made the choice for me.
“Let’s see how good your mouth really is,” Brett said, kicking his sweat-slicked foot toward me. “Pick one, pledge. You’ve got five hungry brothers. Don’t make us wait.”
Before I could respond, Lucas snapped his fingers and pointed to his lap. “Here. Warm me up.”
I crawled over, hands trembling slightly, and wrapped my lips around the base of his cock. He was already thick, warm, pulsing, his taste hit me instantly, slightly salty with the clean tang of sweat and skin. He grunted, resting his arm behind the couch as I bobbed slowly, finding rhythm.
“Fuck, you moan prettier than half my hookups, pledge,” Lucas said, hips starting to move. “Don’t stop. Right there.”
But I didn’t get to stay long.
Brett tugged my arm. “Share, Lucas. It’s my turn.”
He yanked me toward him by my hair, pulling me off balance. In one swift motion, I was dragged sideways onto his lap. His cock slapped against my cheek, leaving a smear of pre-cum that made the guys holler.
“Here you go, pledge,” Brett grinned, hand fisting in my hair. “I know you like sweaty balls"
I opened my mouth wide and took him in, letting my tongue curl around the underside as I bobbed slow, deep. The couch creaked beneath us. The room was filled with the sound of wet sloppy dicks, the slap of skin, the sharp inhale Brett made when I gagged slightly.
Joshua laughed from across the room. “Goddamn. This toy’s got skills.”
Chase stepped forward, stroking himself. “We’ll see how long that jaw holds up.”
Just then, Jace walked behind me, grabbed my hips, and pulled me back slightly, forcing me to arch. “Head up, toy. Don’t get lazy... Put on a show for your brothers."
I obeyed, eyes blurry, mouth full of Brett’s cock, while Jace leaned close and whispered in my ear.
“You already know how I taste,” he murmured. “Come on. Come taste your favorite cock.”
“Jace is gonna move you into his room,” Joshua snorted. “Make you his personal throat goat.”
“I just might,” Jace said with a smirk. “Wouldn’t you love that, pledge?”
“Oh, Troy would love that,” Lucas called out. “Right, toy? Want to be Jace’s little cocksleeve?”
I couldn’t speak. My mouth was too full. But the way I moaned and pressed deeper into Brett’s lap said enough.
“Fuck. He’s shaking,” Brett said. “I think he’s begging without saying a word.”
Chase knelt in front of me, cock now fully hard in his grip. “Don’t ignore your president, pledge. This one’s earned your attention.”
Brett let me go, and I was immediately dragged forward between Chase’s legs. His cock slapped against my tongue, thick and slightly curved, precum already smeared across the tip. I took him in slowly, feeling his hand settle behind my head.
“Good boy,” Chase muttered. “Yeah. Take it like that. You suck like a pornstar.”
Behind me, Lucas groaned, stroking himself as he watched. “He’s a fucking natural.”
Joshua stepped in next, crouching beside Chase, his own cock twitching with need. “Beg me, pledge,” he said, voice low and hungry. “Make it sound sweet.”
I gasped around Chase’s length, eyes flicking up to Joshua’s, then back down. My lips were sore, spit dripping down my chin. I reached for him.
“Please… Brother Joshua… I need it. Please let me suck you.”
The room exploded in cheers and filthy laughter.
“Damn,” Brett muttered. “That was hot as fuck. He really is a pornstar.”
Joshua didn’t make me wait. He slid his cock into my mouth without warning, pushing past my lips until I choked. He held me there, not cruel but firm, groaning as my throat flexed.
“Keep it open, pledge,” he murmured. “Every inch.”
It became a rhythm...one brother’s cock leaving my mouth, another replacing it. I was passed from lap to lap, hand to hand, voice to voice. They stroked themselves above me when they weren’t buried inside, each daring the other to go deeper, to make me moan louder, to make me break.
“Damn. Look at him,” Lucas muttered. “Drooling like he lives on cock.”
Chase chuckled. “He might after tonight.”
At one point, Jace pulled me back onto his lap, guiding me down onto his thick length like I was made for it. “Breathe through your nose,” he said, hand stroking my cheek as his cock slid deeper into my throat. “Just like that. There you go.”
He didn’t fuck my face, he let me do the work, slow and steady, like I had to earn his load with every bob. My jaw ached. My knees burned. But I didn’t stop.
“You want it so bad, don’t you?” Jace whispered, his grip tightening. “Tell them. Tell your brothers how much you want it.”
I pulled off just long enough to gasp, “I want to make you all cum. Please… please let me taste it.”
Joshua whistled. “Shit. He’s serious.”
Lucas added, “If he sucks this good, imagine how he’ll be when we finally fuck him.”
The room was chaos. Frat boy energy pulsing in every corner...sweat, moans, jeers, teasing. I was the center of it all. One cock to the next. Spit slicking my lips, my chin. My tongue was raw. My throat sore. But I didn’t stop. Couldn’t. Not when they looked at me like that. Not when they wanted me this badly.
I was just wrapping my lips around Chase again when Brett stood, stroking himself fast now. “Shit...I’m gonna…”
He stepped forward, cock aimed straight for me, and I opened wide as the first spurt landed on my tongue. Warm, thick, sharp. He groaned, hips twitching as he emptied across my mouth and cheek.
Lucas was next. He didn’t even warn me. Just pulled me down and spilled in a sudden rush, letting it paint the inside of my throat. “Don’t spill a drop, pledge." When he finished, I licked my lips and looked up through wet lashes, breath heaving. Lucas and Brett fell back onto the couch, spent and grinning, arms slung lazily over the backrest like they were watching a halftime show.
Chase smirked and stepped forward again, his cock still slick and hard. “You gotta really work for us now, pledge,” he said, giving it a stroke. “Lucas and Brett are weak. They cum so fast.”
Laughter echoed around the room.
“Three left,” Joshua said, voice rough, gaze dark. “And we’re not gonna make it easy.”
Jace stepped forward and rested a hand on my shoulder, cock hanging heavy just inches from my lips. “Let’s see how much your throat can really take.”
I was still dripping from the last two loads of my frat brothers. Brett’s cum cooling inside my throat, Lucas’s load sliding down a little slower, warm and slick. Maybe a drip or two caught behind my lip, or at the corner of my tongue, but most of it went straight down my throat. I had swallowed it all like they told me to. Like I was trained to.
Lucas leaned back on the couch, grinning like he was half-drunk. “Now time to earn their cum, pledge,” he said, laughing. “Straight from the source.”
They still surrounded me. Jace standing shirtless with that same cocky smirk. Joshua rubbing the head of his cock like he was edging himself just to make it last longer. Chase's cock slick with precum, brushing against his thigh as he stroked it slowly, making a show of it. “Come on,” Jace said, voice low but sharp. “Let’s see how fast you can earn our cum.”
Joshua moved first. He stepped forward and grabbed the back of my head, pulling me up from the floor by the hair. “Up.” He turned me, marched me toward the wall, and shoved me against it with one palm on my shoulder. His other hand fed his cock back between my lips like he owned me.
Then he started to fuck my face.
Hard.
Deep.
Fast.
Gawk, gawk, gawk...
The sounds were filthy. My spit flew. My throat burned. My eyes watered instantly.
He didn’t let me breathe.He didn’t care.
“Fuck, Joshua,” Chase said, watching from just a few feet away. “Don’t give the pledge brain damage before I get my turn.”
“I’m prepping him,” Joshua growled. His cock shoved into my throat again, making my vision blur. “If he can take this, he can take anything.”
I didn’t stop him. I didn’t pull away. I closed my lips tighter around his cock and let him fuck my mouth, over and over, choking on his cock until it felt like I might pass out. My knees wobbled. My face was streaked with spit. But I stayed still. I wanted this. I needed to show them I could take it.
Chase, the frat president stepped beside us. He was stroking his cock slowly, watching with heat in his eyes. He stepped closer, close enough that the tip of his cock tapped against my cheek, then my forehead, then my closed eyes.
“Come on,” he said. “I’m waiting my turn.”
Joshua finally pulled out, leaving my mouth hanging open, gasping, drool clinging to my chin. Before I could recover, Chase grabbed me by the jaw and shoved himself in.
He didn’t waste time. He fucked my mouth even harder. His cock hit the back of my throat on every stroke, and I swore my nose was pressed into his skin. He didn’t moan...he grunted. He groaned. He used me like a tool.
Jace leaned against the wall, arms crossed, watching. “Nah,” he said, “I’m not wasting my time jerking myself off. My pledge will do it for me with his mouth.” He walked over to the couch and sat down, spreading his legs like a king. His cock still hard, leaking, waiting. Waiting for me.
Meanwhile, I was being facefucked between Joshua and Chase, one after the other. Joshua grabbed my hair again and dragged me away from Chase’s cock only to slide right back in. Then Chase yanked me back for his turn. They were passing me back and forth, their rhythm brutal, almost playful, like a game of tug-of-war with my throat.
“Fuck,” Joshua grunted. “You think he’s ready?”
Chase glanced down. I was kneeling between them, panting, eyes glassy, face soaked. My lips were puffy. I was a mess.
“Let’s find out.”
He pulled out of my mouth and both of them stood over me, cocks twitching. I stared up, like a desperate slut, lips parted, throat open, completely ruined. I didn’t even have to ask. I just opened wide and waited.
Chase came first.
“Ahhh..fuck...here you go, pledge.”
"You've earned it"
His load hit my lips, my tongue, my face...hot, thick, fast. The first spill splattered across my nose, the next smeared across my cheek.
Joshua followed instantly. He groaned low in his throat as he shot across my face, warm streaks splattering next to Chase’s. My entire face was painted. Dripping. Sticky. Eyes half-shut.
I felt it slide down toward my mouth.
Chase leaned in and dragged his finger through the mess, then brought it to my lips.
“Lick it,” he said.
I did.
He smirked and stepped back.
All eyes turned to Jace, the hottest guy on campus. He was still lounging on the couch, arms stretched wide across the backrest, his cock standing hard and ready.
I didn’t even wait for permission. I dropped to all fours and crawled toward him.
Laughter broke out around the room. “Look at him,” Joshua said. “Crawling like a fucking dog.” “Didn’t even wait for an order,” Lucas added.
“Damn,” Brett said, chuckling. “This one’s committed.”
I reached Jace and sat between his legs, my face still wet with cum. I looked up. His eyes gleamed. “Come on, my throat goat,” he said, voice casual, cocky. “Show my brothers why you like my cock the best.”
I didn’t need to be told twice. I sank down onto him, slow but deep. I remembered his size. His shape. The curve of his cock against my tongue. I moaned the second I felt him against the back of my throat.
He groaned, one hand settling lightly on the back of my head. “There you go. Just like that. You know how to worship it.”
I did. And I showed it. I bobbed slowly at first, then faster, then deeper, taking him down until he disappeared into my throat. I let myself drool, spit pooling at the base of his cock. I let myself gag softly and kept going.
“Fuck. He’s giving you special treatment,” Brett said, watching from the couch.
“Jace always gets the best,” Joshua muttered. “Look at him, he’s not even trying.”
Jace didn’t have to.
He just let me work for it. But when he was close, when his breathing got heavier and his thighs tensed, he grabbed my head with both hands and forced me down.
He held me there. He shoved his cock deep, then deeper, then deeper still.
And when he came, he didn’t pull out.
He unloaded straight into my throat, his cock pulsing as he groaned, filling me so full I almost choked. He didn’t let me move. Didn’t let me breathe. Just held me there until he unloaded every single drop of cum into my throat.
Like a good pledge, I swallowed every drop.
He finally let go.
I pulled back with a gasp, collapsing against his thigh. The room was silent for half a second. Then Lucas laughed. “This has to be the best pledge we’ve gotten in years.”
Chase shook his head. “Not yet.”
He looked down at me, then over at the others. “Let’s see how his hole accepts our cocks tomorrow. Final challenge of Hell Week.”
They all grinned.
I was still swallowing Jace’s load when he leaned in close. His hand brushed the back of my neck. He whispered in my ear. “You really think I’m gonna let my brothers fuck you first?”
A pause.
“My room. Tonight. I want to be the first one to stretch that hole.”
My body froze, every nerve lit up. I couldn’t speak... only nod, obedient and aching.
He had me, completely.
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