Rodney

So one story that keeps getting neglected is the story of the college students.

Way back in the days of James, prior to him getting involved with Tony and my mom, and prior to Rodney, James or one of his friends organized an evening at the indoor pool in a nearby college town. On the way, of course it was hard not to want James more and more somehow, especially sitting together with him in the minibus we were in.

He was even hornier than I was by the time we got out of the minibus, so by the time we got to the pool he quickly ushered me into a private changing booth, where I quickly helped his massive dick out of his pants, and he quickly shot a load down my throat before getting ready to shoot another one deep in my oh so willing hole.

As James’ second load started filling me, I grabbed the top of the changing booth wall, and noticed that all the other guys had changed and left for the pool, leaving it fairly empty except for three college student looking guys, just out of the pool and showing off their buff bodies and dicks, it seemed.

I was apparently not the only one noticing, as one of the guys looked a bit more carefully at James and me, and seemed to understand almost exactly what was going on. Before I knew it, James somehow eyed the guy our way, and unlocked the booth to let him in.

Mark must have been what every college guy would dream of being. Great shape, almost too handsome, somehow even looking wealthy naked. And apparently horny as hell, as his hard dick indicated as he dropped his towel, closed the door, and smiled at how James was using me.

Mark was not as hung as James, but his dick was gorgeous, and his attitude almost made up for the slightly smaller dick—not quite 9”. “So you up for sharing?”

James pulled out his cum-covered dick and smiled even more broadly: “You wanna take over for me while I swim? I guarantee he won’t say no. To anything.”

And there began a new chapter, as James headed off to swim proudly showing off his still hard hung bulge, as James casually let things develop, more or less, as he quietly got to know Mark and his buddies over time, sharing me on and off.

And then Rodney learned of the whole situation, as he quietly took over from James, while James got busy helping Tony use my mom, and cuckold my birth dad.

Rodney of course immediately sniffed out all sorts of opportunities, including plenty of cash from overly wealthy college guys in a sleepy little college town, needing plenty of outlets for their sex drives. And of course Tony, together with Gary and Rick, and even James at this point, were more than happy to move things forward.

Thursday nights soon disappeared. Rodney would make sure I took care of all the regulars as soon as possible during the morning and afternoon, and we’d head off to campus, about an hour away.

Mark had been a hot ringleader from the very first night, with two of his buddies by his side. James was into it. Just not like Rodney would be.

And damn, they were talented sexually. They knew how to fuck, both my face and ass. They knew how to cum, deep and hard. And I had already become their toy. Even before Rodney stepped in.

As usual, Rodney’s quiet personality clicked with them so quickly I wasn’t even sure what was happening. And then the schedule started to flow.

Over time, Mark had used me together with way more than the two friends who had been with him at the pool that first evening. But Rodney was the one who helped Mark turn it into a club. As usual, I was mostly just surprised at how many gay guys were quietly hanging out in the sleepy little college town, until I was even more surprised at how much they soon loved to work to become part of Mark’s club. Mark even started including locals in his club.

White preppy guys like Mark, plus all sorts of others: Hispanics, blacks, Asians, Arabs. Students, professors, blue collar workers. Even college athletes. As Rodney helped Mark sort them out by dick size, horniness, muscles, wealth—all the things that Rodney loved to see controlling me.

Our weekly event became ever more regular. We’d get there earlier and earlier. Mark and gang seemed to like it even better to begin fucking in the middle of the afternoon. Plus well into the next morning. He even got one of Gary or Rick to come with, even both of them at times, both to get me prepped for the events, and honestly, to show them off to the college boys.

The college guys all had decent dicks, but Rodney’s closest allies were hung like so few out there that the college guys also loved watching them perform, as well as Rodney. And Mark’s waiting list just seemed to grow and grow.

I was actually getting kind of used to a dick or two an hour at home. But these college gang bangs were a new animal. And of course Rodney rose to the challenge.

Over four at a time was initially a bit of a stretch, and hard to control. But some combination of Mark, Rodney, and one of Rodney’s sidekicks from home gradually got on top of things. Of course guys could cum in 15 minutes or less, so the numbers just grew and grew.

I was exhausted in ways I had never been before. But somehow I was also satisfied in ways that almost terrified me. I was addicted to Rodney at least as much as I was in love with him. Watching him cum so many times during a single time when he never put clothes on at all was almost too amazing. Damn. And I thought I already loved Rodney more than humanly possible. Even Rodney’s dick seemed to grow bigger and bigger. Whoever was with him from home was amazed almost as much as me. And they seemed to grow bigger and bigger as well.

Fuck. I thought getting through two dozen dudes in an entire day was quite an achievement. But Mark’s gang grew to a waiting list, and they’d pay to be added on if Mark and Rodney somehow decided it was enough. They’d get horny. They’d get greedy.

One in my mouth. Then two. One in my ass. Two in my ass. Even a third every now and then.

I was getting fucked every way imaginable. And ways I had never dreamed of.

I stopped eating Thursdays. I knew there would be more than enough cum and piss as the day wore on. At first I’d try harder and harder. And gradually I needed it more and more. Rodney loved me even more. Having Gary or Tony impressed was amazing. Tony would reward me. I eventually learned how to surrender.

I was addicted. Over three dozen dudes in less than 24 hours. So many came. So many times. So many different backgrounds. So many sexually experienced guys. Even so many different languages.

Even the effect on Rodney, Gary, Rick and even James and Tony was amazing. These college guys somehow even upped the hometown locals’ games. We all started dressing better. We even seemed to be acting smarter.

Damn. Sex really had all that influence?

And Mark and Rodney weren’t about to stop there, either.