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Disclaimer: You know yada yada yada. Anyway, you
know the rules. Don't read this if you are
legally not supposed to. Check the laws in your
area. This story contains graphic descriptions of
sex between males, whether consensual or non-
consensual. All characters in this story were
dreamt up in the imagination of the author. Any
resemblance to any actual people, living or dead,
is purely coincidental. Oh, and that should lead
you to the fact that this is not real. But, just
in case it doesn't, I will tell you. This is NOT
real!! It is only fantasy. Please do not
continue if this type of story offends you in
anyway, or if it may cause spontaneous human
combustion.
Author: The Oral Boy (Oralboy_a1@hotmail.com)
Subject: (mm+/m, NC, Humil, Hypno, Oral, Anal)
Note: Not too much sex in this one, but part
three will get a lot heavier.
Fratboy Slut
Part Two: Blackmailed.
It was Friday afternoon. Two days had passed
since Jeremy had been hypnotized by Scott. He had
absolutely no recollection of the ordeal at all.
He finished classes for the day about 1:00 in the
afternoon. His roommate John was out of town for
the weekend, visiting his parents. John often
left on weekends, so Jeremy usually knew he had
the place to himself.
Jeremy closed the door to his dorm room, and
noticed a video camera on a tripod standing next
to the television, pointed at the arm chair. He
just shrugged it off, thinking his room mate must
have put it there, and he just didn't notice it
this morning.
He also noticed a video tape and a note lying on
his bed. 'That's odd.' He thought to himself.
That couldn't have been there this morning. So he
picked up the note.
"Jeremy. It is very important that you follow
these instructions to the letter. Watch this
video. Make sure to watch the entire thing.
Then, after you have watched it, call this number
and I will give you further instructions."
That was all the note said, except for a phone
number and some web address. 'What the hell is
this?' He wondered to himself. At first, he
figured it was his room mate, but he isn't going
to be anywhere where Jeremy can call him? 'It's
got to be some sort of a frat joke or something.'
He plugged the tape into the VCR and pressed play
on the remote, as he sat in the arm chair to watch
what was on it.
"Hi my name us Jeremy Jenkins...'What is this?'
He thought as he watched himself say his name,
address and other information. Then he froze!
Jeremy's jaw dropped open and he hardly even
blinked as he watched the disgusting fag stuff he
saw on the video. He couldn't believe his eyes.
That couldn't have been him. There was just no
way in hell! It was all he could do to stomach
the homo stuff these two guys were doing, but he
had to focus real good to see how they put his
face on the guy. When it ended, he still just sat
there slack jawed and didn't move, as the hiss of
the blank tape filled the room.
Finally, he snapped to and rewound the tape and
watched in horror one more time, himself
performing the horrible homosexual acts on this
video.
He thought this had to be come kind of trick. He
never did any such thing. But, it looked exactly
like him, not just the face, but he recognized his
own body as well! All the personal information
was correct also. He could not believe that he
took that big dildo up his ass all the way like
that, nor that he could swallow that cock and that
cum like that.
After watching the tape for the fifth time, trying
to see if he can figure what the hell was going
on, he decided he better call the number from the
note.
"Hello Jeremy." The voice on the other end said.
"Who the hell is this and what the fuck is going
on!" Jeremy demanded.
"Calm down now. Things will go a lot easier if
you just calm down and act respectfully." The guy
said very calmly.
"Fuck you! How can I calm down after what I just
saw?? How the fuck did you do that? Tell me what
the fuck is going on!" Jeremy hollered into the
phone.
'Click' was all he heard. "Oh shit!" He thought
to himself, then he hit redial on the phone. The
phone rang and rang, but nobody answered. He then
tried manually dialing the number again, but still
no answer. "Fuck!" He shouted as he slammed the
phone down.
He watched the tape one more time, looking for
clues. None. He read the note again, and saw the
web address again. "What the hell." He figured.
He turned on his computer, got online and went to
the website from the note. He got a real cold
feeling and a pain deep in the pit of his stomach.
There online, was a streaming video of himself
sitting at his computer looking back and forth
between the computer screen and the video camera
on the tripod. That was when he noticed that a
little red light was lit on the camera. Just
then, the phone rang.
Jeremy quickly answered it, thinking it might be
the guy doing this to him. He was right.
"I see you are aware of the camera. Are you ready
to discuss this calmly yet?" The guy asked in a
real mellow voice.
Jeremy took a deep breath and was about to holler
at this mother fucker again, but stopped himself.
He thought he better play it cool for a while,
until he can figure out what is going on.
"Yes." Was all he said, as he gritted his teeth.
"Good. Now let's see. Hmmm, where to start."
Scott said in a playing tone. "Oh, I know. How
about we start at the beginning." The said, then
sort of chuckled. This did not amuse Jeremy at
all!
Jeremy just remained silent and waited for this
guy to reveal to him what the hell this was all
about.
"Well, for starters, this is Scott. I can't
believe you can't recognize my voice. You see, my
dear friend Jeremy, the other day when you were in
the lab, you actually did get hypnotized by me. I
know you thought that was bullshit and it didn't
work, but you were very wrong. Yes, that really
is you in the video. I know you don't have any
memory of it, but trust me. It really happened."
Scott continued filling Jeremy in on some of the
facts.
"So, is this just some sick joke or what?" Jeremy
asked.
"No, Jeremy it's no joke. I intend to use this
video to get you to do everything I want. Of
course, if you don't mind thousands and thousands
of horny men having a copy of this video, along
with your personal information including your
mother's, then we are probably already done."
Scott said to the shocked kid.
"What do you mean thousands of horny men?"
"Well, take a look at the website. You will see a
link there titled Jeremy's Introduction. Go ahead
and click on it." Scott instructed.
Jeremy hesitated, then did and he was taken to
another page with a movie clip showing the exact
same thing on the screen as he saw on the video
tape. In addition, there were still shots of him
from that video and a little paragraph stating the
same thing that he had said in the opening of the
video, including all of his personal information.
He turned and stared at the camera.
"Don't worry, this is a members only site and so
far there are no members. Well, except for a few
of my friends. But you don't need to worry
yourself about them." Scott announced.
"What do you mean. Who else knows about this?
Why the fuck are you doing this?" He demanded.
Listen you little fuck. I'm going to come over
there and kick you fucking ass! You're going to
wish you were dead!"
'Click'
Jeremy got up and headed for the door. He was
going to go back down to the lab kill this
asshole. As he approached the door, he saw the
little red light on the camera again. He moved
toward it, and was going to smash it. But, his
inner senses got ahold of him and made him stop
and think. He paused and looked back at the
computer screen, then at the tv, then back at the
camera.
He took another deep breath, and told himself to
calm down. He realized that if he pushed it, then
this video would be all over the place, and he we
ruined. He decided he had better keep hold of his
temper and at least see what Scott wanted from
him.
He picked up the phone, and tried the number.
Same as before, no answer. Again and again he
tried it. After about an hour, he started to get
nervous. He looked at the pc screen and the
camera again. He clicked on the back button of
his browser and he was back at the live shot of
himself.
"Ok, Ok. What do you want from me." Jeremy asked
as he looked straight into the camera.
But, the phone didn't ring. So, he tried calling
again. Success!
"The first thing I want you to do is put me on
speaker and set the phone down."
"Why." Jeremy questioned.
"Just do it! It's real simple Jeremy. The rules
that is. All you have to do is do exactly as I
say, when I say it. Any hesitation or refusal
will result in punishment. The punishment will
usually be adding additional STRANGERS to the
website membership and/or distributing copies of
video performance. It depends on how bad you mess
up, as to how many people get to discover your
little secret." Scott explained to Jeremy.
'Fuck.' He was had and he knew it. He already
figured out that Jeff was in on this also. So,
just getting Scott would not take care of it. Not
to mention that he had no idea who else knew about
this. He was so embarrassed, that he couldn't
really think about it.
Jeremy pressed the speaker button and said. "Now
what?"
"Take off all your clothes." Scott instructed.
"Oh come on man." Jeremy protested.
"Look! One more word from you, and I will send a
copy of this tape your girlfriend!" Scott
hollered.
"Ok, Ok!" Jeremy said as he started removing his
shoes and socks. Then he removed his t-shirt
revealing his tanned smooth chest and flat
stomach. Off came his pants showing his shapely
tanned legs. He stopped and stared at the camera
as he stood there in his boxers.
"Everything I said." Scott reminded him.
Jeremy took a deep breath and with a look of
resignation, hooked his thumbs in the waist band
and slid them down and off.
"Good boy. Very nice." Scott said with a tone
that made Jeremy realize that this guy had the
upper hand.
He could feel his face flush with embarrassment.
He never felt so humiliated in his life. Here he
was, an adult in college and being forced to do
things and be treated like he was some sort of
kid.
"Ok. Now for ground rule number one. That is how
you are to be dressed at all times when you are in
your room. From now on! Got it?" Scott said
with a stern tone.
"No way! I have a room mate. What do you mean
from now on? How long is this going to last?" He
said with fear and confusion.
"Don't you worry about John. I'll take care of
that. You just worry about doing what you're
told. I have a tape all packaged up and addressed
to Helen (Jeremy's girlfriend). Should I put it
in the drop box now? Or are you going to stop
fucking arguing with me? Just to show you I'm not
fucking around here, I just sent an invitation to
Mr. Alcore. You know him, he's your English
teacher. Everyone knows that dirty old man is
gay, and he is just going to love your site."
Scott said in a huffy tone.
"You wouldn't?"
"I already did!!"
Jeremy just froze and stared in disbelief. He had
no idea where to go or what to do. His world was
ending right in front of him.
"Now, are you going to cooperate or do I just send
this off and invite one of your neighbors to the
site?" Scott asked Jeremy in a 'you know you have
to do it' tone.
Jeremy just kinda bowed his head in defeat.
"Ok then. As I was saying, you are not allowed to
wear anything in your dorm room. You will undress
outside your door, before you open it. You will
also get dressed outside your door after you have
closed and locked it. Understood?" Scott
finished explaining ground rule number one.
Jeremy didn't like that at all, but knew he had
better do it.
"Now pick up your clothes and put them in your
room, then come back and sit in the chair."
Jeremy decided that he would just play along and
wait for his chance to get out of this whole mess.
So, he complied with Scott's orders and now sat
naked in his arm chair.
"Good. It looks like you're learning. Don't
worry, you'll get used to it. Now, I want to
watch you jack off. Get your cock good and hard
for me." Scott said sort of seductively.
Jeremy hesitated a little, and then decided that
jacking off was nothing compared to what had
already been filmed. So, he reached down and
grabbed hold of his cock, not wanting to piss off
Scott. He started stroking it. It was totally
limp, but still 4 inches. He stroked it, but it
wasn't responding.
"Go ahead and close your eyes and pretend that
Helen is doing a striptease in front of you."
Scott said in a soft soothing voice.
Jeremy did this and sure enough, his cock came to
life. He had a great vision of his beautiful
girlfriend pulling her top up and off of her
breasts. His cock became rock hard. It was a
full 9 inches, and nice and thick. His hefty
balls hung low in their sack, nicely covering the
view of his butt between his legs. He had a nice
patch of pubic hair around his cock, and a thin
little love line going up to his navel. (Man is
he hot!!) A drop of precum formed at the tip of
his cock.
"You're doing just fine Jeremy. I want to see you
shoot your load all over yourself. Yeah, that
feels real good doesn't it." Scott continued and
that soothing soft voice.
Jeremy had worked himself up pretty good. His
mind had Helen totally nude now. She was rubbing
her fingers around her nipples.
Scott could tell by the look on Jeremy's face that
he was getting close. "That's a good boy Jeremy.
You're doing real good."
Then all of the sudden Jeremy moaned real loud and
rope after rope of hot cum shot out of his hard
cock and landed on his chest and stomach. He shot
seven times before his orgasm subsided.
"That was very good. Now turn the video tape back
on and watch it. What ever you do, don't stop
that tape. Good, now I want you to start stroking
your cock again." Scott ordered.
Although he was spent, he knew he had to comply.
He started stroking. Just then, there was a knock
at the door. He froze and looked to the phone.
"Ok, Jeremy now listen very carefully. No matter
what, don't stop that tape, don't stop watching
it, and don't stop stroking your cock, or it will
be the tape to Helen, and 5 more invites to the
site! Got it." Scott instructed trying to make
sure that Jeremy knew the score.
There was a second knock on the door.
Now, say come in. I'm not going to talk, but I
will be watching. So, don't screw this up. Just
keep doing what I told you, you can only stop
stroking When you are asked to sign the paper.
Now, tell them to come in." Scott ordered. He
almost laughed as he saw Jeremy's lip quiver.
"Come in." He said, as he slowly stroked his cock
and watched the video. A tear ran down his cheek,
as he was so devastated.
The door opened, and in walked a UPS guy carrying
a package.
"Delivery for Mr. Jenkins." The driver said,
before he saw the spectacle in front of him.
There sat a college kid with cum all over him,
stroking his cock as he watched the video. He
looked at the video and saw the same kid's face on
there just before the kid thrust himself onto that
huge dildo.
The driver was disgusted. He sat the box down and
said. "Look man I just need a signature, then
I'll get out of your little fag world! Sign
here." He said as he walked over to the
humiliated youth.
It was easy for Jeremy to keep watching the video,
as he did not want to look this guy in the eye.
He stopped stroking his cock long enough to sign
the pad and then went back to stroking his now
limp cock.
The driver stomped out of the dorm and slammed the
door.
Jeremy never felt so humiliated in his entire
life. But, if he only knew of the things to come!
End of part two.
Oralboy.
Again, there will be more sex in part 3, and a lot
more humiliation.
If you have any comments or suggestions, please
email me at Oralboy_a1@hotmail.com.
Also check out
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for more stories like this.
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