I’ll never forget the look on my fraternity brother’s face when he caught me sniffing his dirty socks and boxer briefs. Geoff, who was my dorm roommate, stood in the entrance way with his jaw to the ground, the look of disgust conflicting with his shocked expression. I began to apologize, not knowing what to say or do, never expecting to be caught red-handed sniffing his dirty laundry.
What Would You Do If a Fraternity Brother Caught You Sniffing His Boxers and Socks?
“Geoff, I am sor—”
“Shut. The. Fuck. Up.” He said, fist clenched. “I fucking knew it. Every time I went to put my clothes in the wash, socks would go missing, fucking boxer shorts disappearing…I thought someone was taking it in the laundry room, but it’s you! You’ve been…what the fuck have you been doing?!”
“Geoff, please, calm down, I—”
“You know what, on second thought, I don’t want to know. Pack up your stuff, you’re out of my dorm. Oh fuck, let me call the guys…fucking faggot with us the entire time!”
“Geoff, please don’t tell them! Please, I’ll do anything!” I pleaded.
“Typical fag.” Geoff said with his arms crossed, his rage suddenly replaced with a smirk, like he had an idea of some sort. “Begging, whimpering. Geez, I wonder what else you’ve been doing to my shit.”
“Nothing! I swear!”
“Bullshit.” Geoff said, walking towards me and pushing me to the ground. He grabbed my by the hair and shoved my face into his crotch. For a guy who was accusing me of being gay, I was surprised at how quick his dick was hardening. Geoff stood over me, unbuckled his belt and yanked his jeans down. I was at eye level with his surprisingly thick cock.
“Fucking faggot.” He said, slapping me in the face a few times, realizing I wasn’t fighting him back. “Depending on how good you suck my fucking dick right now, I might keep my mouth shut. Maybe.”
“But Geoff, I’m not gay!”
Geoff slapped me hard this time. “You don’t have a leg to stand on. You wanna stay in my dorm?”
Geoff slapped me even harder. “Try again.”
Geoff raised his hand and I flinched, but was relieved when he lightly slapped my other cheek.
“Good boy. Now lick my balls.”
I lapped up his balls a few times like a puppy licking water, and with my mouth wide open, Geoff forced his dick into my mouth. I immediately gagged.
“Is that how far you can go?” He said to me, irritated. “Geez, what kinda fag are you?”
“Please, I’m trying Geoff.”
“Fuck, you’re worse than my ex-girlfriend. Here, just leave your mouth open. I’ll do all the work. Fuck, gay and useless.” He said, shaking his head before beginning to fuck my mouth.
“Fuckin’ take it, fag. Take this fucking dick. Oh…yeah…”
This wasn’t pleasant for me. My head was yanked around, pulled by my hair. My gag reflexes were ignored as Geoff just kept throat-fucking me, and it didn’t take long before he pulled his big dick out of my mouth and shot his load all over my face. I reached for my towel, but another slap found it’s way to my space.
“Don’t.” Geoff said to me sternly. “Eat it up.”
“Geoff, you can’t be serious.”
My Fraternity Brother Gave Me a Slap For Trying to Wipe His Cum Off My Face
“You’re unbelievable.” He said rolling his eyes. “You’ll sniff my boxers and my dirty socks, but you don’t wanna suck dick or eat cum?”
“I’m not gay!”
“Get lippy with me again. I dare you.” Geoff said, clenching fist. I knew better and apologized.
“Sorry, Geoff. This is all very new to me.”
“There’s no way you’re not a fag.” Geoff said, walking away from me. “Well, you are now, if you weren’t. I don’t even want to talk about the dirty laundry. If I see anything of mine touched by you, you’re ass is grass. Got it?”
“So you won’t tell another fraternity brother?”
“I don’t know yet.”
“Geoff, please! I sucked your dick!”
“Yeah, and you did a really good job, bro.” Geoff said to me, twiddling his thumbs. “What kinda frat brother would I be if I didn’t spread the wealth?”
To be continued in “You Can Stay in the Fraternity..If You Suck My Dick.“