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The Den... Part 1

by Anonymous

My eyes stare out into the hot asphalt road. A blue sign catches the corner of my eye, the white letters speak to me.. Welcome to Kansas. I look down at my clock radio, it's 3:57. Only one hour and half till I make it to Kansas City for college at UMKC, The University of Missouri. I came down for my first time last spring. What brought me to college was the whole concept that I'm finally free from my parents. Finally I can do whatever I want, whenever. What brought me to UMKC was the campus.. well not so much the campus.. as the women on the campus. Man do they turn heads! A horn of a passing car bellows as I cross the line. I jump to, cranking the wheel hard to the right to avoid an accident as the wrinkly old driver sticks his hand out his car window and flips me off. “Damn! I should focus on the road and not those fine ass women.” I feel a grin come over me as I turn up the radio.

Time on the road was a blur until I pulled into my new home, the Cherry Street Resident halls. My car comes to a halt outside, as I reach for the keys opening the door with my foot. I stand out of my car looking over at the building to see the dorm's sidewalks filled with people moving in. Taking this new environment all in, I slowly walk over to the end of my red Grand AM, then turn around to unlock my trunk only to find a cheer leader bent over reaching into the backseat of a white car in front of me. The short cheer leading skirt left nothing to the imagination as I could see the bright pink panties underneath. I admit my eyes were transfixed as another girl yelled “Take a picture, It will last longer you freak!” I quickly look down fumbling with my keys to pop the trunk, trying to pretend she was not talking to me. The trunk pops as I scoop a large load of clothes to take off to my new room.

“You know where 115 is?” I ask a slim jock in a blue and green football jersey running down the hall.
“Yeah, just 3 doors down... You must be my new roommate! I'm John”
Being polite I smile. “I guess so, I'm Ferris.”
“Well move any of my shit out of the way if you need to. Gotta run man... I'm late for football practice.” John starts to jog down the hall to the stairs quickly waving back at me.
“Later!” I said turning around to head for the room. As I push open the door the oder of weed over powers me. “Daammn!” I quickly sat my clothes down on the carpet turning to close the door. “I might like this guy after all”. Don't get me wrong, I don't hate jocks... but all the jock I know are egotistical bastards. I, myself am more of a free spirit. I go wherever the wind takes me, which is usually on some kind of wacky adventure. Oh The stories I can tell you. Looking around the dorm I find my new roommate John has already unpacked. “Damn jock” I mudder under my breath. “I see he has already called out his bedroom.” Searching for the other bedroom I walk by a window and open it. Bam, Bam, Bam. “Shit!” I look around panicking as I hear someone pounding on the door. “Just a minute” I yell franticly looking around the dorm room. I grab a can of air freshener and start spraying on my way to the door. Bam, Bam, Bam. “Hold on man!... I'm coming!” I stop straying and toss the can on the bed, opening the door. A young punk in leather was leaning on my door frame.
“What's going on in here dude?” He asks with a big grin on his face.
“I'm moving my crap in here, whats it look like” I snap back sizing up his medium red mohawk. The young punk takes his elbow off of the door jam shaking his head.
“Dude!” he leans in to me and whispers “We can all smell it out here.” The young punk eyes widens as a grin takes over his face. I nervously look around the hall at the people moving by and nod my head to invite the young punk in to the room. Quickly I shut the door behind him.
“Look man, it's not mine. It's my roommates” I quickly said.
“What you don't...” The punk moves his left hand to his mouth, and gestures smoking a joint. Letting out a chuckle I shake my head and reach down into my pants pocket to pull out a baggy. I unroll the sack to dangle the weed in front of the punks face. He chuckles reaching into his pocket and pulling out a glass pipe. “Man, you're my new best friend!” A big grin overtakes the young punks face. “I'm James” he reaches over to hand me the pipe to pack
“Ferris” I grin back at him taking his pipe while moving over to my new bedroom. “I guess we have to chrissen this place” I said plopping down on my bed.
“I think your roommate already did that man.” James sets down at the other side of the bed. I chuckle again at his comment as I begin to pack the bowl.
“Where are you from?” I asked looking over briefly at the punk. James points to the south.
“Just 2 hours from here, in a small town... you wouldn't know.” I nod going back to packing the bowl.
“Nice, so does that mean you've partied in this town?” I looked over handing him the glass pipe. James searches into his black leather jeans pulling out a black lighter to spark the bowl.
“Dude! Me and my old crew had great times in this town.” James sparks the bowl drawing in a large hit, then passes it over to me. The young punk blows the smoke nearly choking from the huge hit. “Wow..” he saids coughing up a lung “Good Shit.” I grab the pipe taking my first hit. I confedently hold my own passing the bowl back to him in silence. James takes another hit. “Did you just get into town?” James barely says in mid toke.
“Yeah, still have half my shit in the car.” James passes the pipe to me blowing the remainder of his hit into my face.
“Dude! You gotta check out this bad ass bar called The Den.. Man you'll love that place, you want to come along with some friends of mine?” What do I have to loose, I thought to myself as I excepted his invitation. “Awesome, we'll leave here around 9”

I got out of the shower looking at the time as I rush into my room, it's 8:57. I quickly grab some winkled clothes from my floor, and quickly dress stopping to inspect myself in the mirror. “Damn I look good” I said checking my fine body out in the mirror. My tight leather pants conform to my legs. A slight bulge is visible from the front of my pants as I slide on my white tank top over my six pack abs. I put on my boots as I can hear a knock on the door. I slide my left leather boot on quickly running to the door. I hear a group of guys as the door opens. James and 3 other guys stand in the hallway, two of which are rough housing.
“Come on let's go before all the good women are taken.” James says as I as quickly step into the hallway closing the door behind me.

James parks his car in this old run down empty parking lot. “Come on guys” he says walking out the car door. I get out of the car to see an older wooden building with a neon sign that reads The Den. All the guys quickly get pumped up before entering the bar. “Come on Ferris...” one of the guys shouted ahead of me. My body picked up the pace to the front door. As I entered the bar I looked around trying to find some fine woman to set my sites on. James and his crew sat down at the bar and started ordering drinks. Pulling out the rickety stool I sat beside them.
“Where are all the good looking women” I said getting James attention.
“Must be early” he chuckles as the bar tender slides a tall glass of beer in my direction. Looking back over the bar I noticed a young blond woman sitting alone at the end. I nudge James, pointing in the blond girls direction.
“I call dibs on that one man” I said turning my head back towards James. James pats me on the back graping a hold of my neck firmly.
“She's out of your league boy” James shakes his head. I chuckle in disbelief. “She's all mine man.” James continues.
“Let's make this interesting... whoever doesn't take her home tonight pays the other person fifty dollars” I said turning the table on Jame's cockiness. James, in his full punk outfit stared at the blond girl sizing her up, then extended his hand to shake me on it. James glides out of his bar stool and heads over to the woman. I shake my head in disbelief. If that punk can score with that woman, I don't deserve to be out here in the bar. I mean with my body alone I could pick up any chick that walked by. Looking away from James and the blond woman I focus on my empty beer. I grab the bartenders attention as 3 girls walk into the bar. As I was reaching down in my tight leather pants to grab my money. I hear the girls cheer at James buddies. Umm they must be friends, James crew grabs a table with the group of girls. I look around to see only James and the hot blond chick at the far end of the bar and a guy in leather 3 stools down from me. “Must not be my night” is say to the guy in leather sitting at the bar. The man looks around seeing the group has all left the bar and chuckles taking a cigar out of his leather jacket.
The crowd picked up towards the end of the night and James three stooges left the bar. I was waiting for some more fine women to enter, or for my turn with the blond girl. Drinking another beer when I feel a tap on my shoulder. I look behind me to find James.
“I want the fifty bucks tomorrow.” James hits me on the back on his way out the door with the blond girl. I laugh, but really was mad inside.. Come On! This was my first night in college and I'm setting at a bar with little prospects for women. I need to get out of here! I quickly survey the bar one last time. On the other side of the man in leather sits a younger brunet with sexy curves and dangerous legs! Damn! I thought to myself that my luck has changed. The man in leather sees me eyeing the brunet woman and moves to the stool next to me. The man motions the bartender for another round for him and me.
“Watch out man, you don't wanna piece from her” The man in leather said, reaching down for another cigar.
“Look man, thanks for the advice... but I have it handled” I snap back at the guy. He shakes his head reaching down at the shot in front of him.
“She's a real gold digger if you know what I mean” He says. The gears in my head start turning... Gold digger? Whats that mean anyway.. a hooker? I looked down at my now full beer, then glance over at the young brunet. What is this guys deal anyway? I glance back over at her again. Then back at the guy.
“Dude, look I plan on getting laid tonight so back off” I said slamming the rest of my beer down. The guy in leather looks over at me blowing cigar smoke in my face. I glared deep into his eye, trying to say don't mess with this mother fucker. He glares back at me calmly. The funny thing was my mind blanked for a second. I know I was going to do or say something but forgot.. its like when you get blasted and space off in the middle of talking. Snapping out of it I notice I was staring at him then quickly looked away back to my empty beer glass. I waved to the bartender for a new beer.
“Put it on my tab” The guy in leather quickly said.
“Look Man! I don't want your money!” I snapped back at him reaching into my tight leather pants.
“Put it away” The guy said in a deep commanding voice. As if I didn't have a choice I took my hand out of my tight leather pants and did as he said. My mind screamed, why am I doing this, the fucker doesn't know who hes messing with. The bartender sat the new drink on the bar next to me. Just to set the record straight nothing like this has ever happened to me, when people give me shit or stand in the way of something.. I push them down but, I'm letting this guy walk all over me. I slowly drink my beer examining my situation. I glance over at the guy, he's wearing a sleeveless black shirt, with full tats covering both arms. The tat near me has a serpent wining up his arm with flames down the sides. Right were the snakes head should be is a face of a demon with long horns, smiling with fangs dripping blood. I'm no punk, but that tat was killer, I couldn't help but stare at the detail. I snapped back into reality. Damn, I'm staring at this guy.... Again?! I quickly turn away looking straight ahead to the back to the bar. I reach down at adjust my package. All of a sudden I'm starting to feel horny and boy is it starting to show against my tight leather pants. I try to hide the boner from the guy next to me as I start chugging my beer faster.
“What's the hurry?” the man said looking over at me chugging my beer. I slam the empty glass down on the bar wiping my face.
“Thanks Man for the beer.. but it's getting late, I need to go home” I said trying to make an excuse.
“The night is young, why would you want to go home” the man tapped his cigar in the ashtray, the end glowed red as he began to take another drag. I found my self mesmerized by the red glow at the end of his cigar. The muscular tatt man blew the smoke back into my direction.
”You don't want to leave now, you know there is a bar down the road, I think we should go there” he continued to say. I snapped back to reality.
“Sure, I guess” I said, quickly adjusting my hard dick, now impossible not to spot from my tight leather pants. I don't know why but this guy was making some sense. If I go home now, I'll just whack off my raging boner, and go to sleep. If I go with him I might find some hot chick that wants fucked. Like I said before I'm a free spirit. We both step up from the bar stools and walked to the front door. A blast of hot humid air wakes me up as I approach the den's front door. Compared to the bar the city streets were bare.
“Over here boy” The muscular tattooed leather man says pointing to an alley next to the old bar. I follow him to the dark alley staying a few steps back. A bad feeling creeps up and takes over my stomach as we both slowly walk down the alley. I reach down adjusting my package again in the dark as the man stops in the middle of the alley. He turns around to face me, still a few step back I quickly stop in my tracks too. “Good boy” he says starring at me. I don't know what came over me in that instant, my whole body just froze, my mind went blank.. I just starting stare at him slowly approaching me. I could feel my dick stand at attention. As the tattooed man came closer, my dick became harder. What the fuck was going on.. why am I getting hard for a guy. “That's a good boy, try not to resist... it's much easier that way” the words echo in my brain, almost as if they were my own thoughts.
“What the fuck is going on Man” I tried to scream, but came out as more of a whisper.
“You'll find out in good time boy” he smiled as he slammed my body against the wooden wall. Pure lust took over my body. My breathing picked up, as my hard 6 inch cock began to throb. I couldn't help but to stair into those cold dark eyes in front of me. He released his hard grip on me as I reach up and slip off my tight shirt to reveal my hard abs to the tattooed man. The big muscular man, reached down around my waist and pulled me closer to him. I felt the outline of his dick press against mine. My brain was racing, half of my brain was wanting to obey anything the guy commanded of me. While the other half wanted to push him away and run down the alley to the nearest bus. “Time now to relax, boy give into your feelings, you want to be pounded hard in the ass.. like a real man.” My leather pants became wet thinking of what he just said, he was right. I wanted this more than ever. Girls are fun but I've never been this wildly horny for anyone before. I tilt my head up and kiss the muscular guy young teenage body already glistening with sweat from the hot summers night. “ The hot guy moves toward my ear and whispers “You know what needs to be done”. In an instant I was down on my knees worshiping that hot stiff rod in his pants. The hot dominating man reaches down for my hair grabbing it as I unbutton his pants revealing his hidden treasure. The cock was huge, he was more of a man than my 6 inch dick could ever be. The thick cut cock measured in at around 8 inches long. I put this tip in my mouth and begin sucking on it. His grip on my hair became firm as his forced my mouth all the way down his long shaft. I heard a moan from him as he said “I might just keep you after all boy.” I started to choke with is massive cock in my mouth. He just laughed as he pushed my head back down the shaft again, and again. “Remember this feeling boy, from now on you'll only get that from other guys” My mind began to panic in that second as I found my self enjoying sucking his hard man meat. The panic quickly subsided as pleasure swept over my body. His breathing picked up and his hand guided me down faster in the hot summer night air. “Good work my little gay slave” the muscular man said looking down on me. His hand quickly stopped shoving me down his massive cock, I took over pumping my head down, sucking his dick hard. The guy then quickly pulled his hard cock out of my mouth, and grabbed my body forcing me back up to his eye level. My body quivering in delight from his 8 inch cock. “Look into my eyes boy” I looked deeply into his pitch black eyes, my mind stars to blank again, all I remember his how much I want to finish the job on him. “You'll get your chance he said” calmly to me as if he could read my thoughts. “I'll give you power you never dreamed of boy, the kind you only read about in stories... but I demand one thing from you. You will only love boys from this day forward, you will want to convert any guy that you find hot into our family.” his command met no resistant as my hot teenage body was only thinking about sucking him off. He muscular man laugh as if he knew he won. I felt a strong sensation, one I can't explain, almost like pure pleasure took over my body. I begin to moan, looking deep into the mans eyes, His dark black eyes turn to fire red. His head slowly reaches for my chest. My dick throbs painfully now, and my teenage hormones go out of control. I feel him bite me near my nipple and a warm fluid trickle down my chest.
“Oh Fuck!!” I scream loudly feeling my ball sack fill up with cum ready to release, the deep feeling from inside my dick shoots out long and hard, and my back arches up with excitement. The man stops bitting my nipples and stands up with his fire eyes starring back at me, and blood down his mouth.
“Do it now boy, drink me up” his voice echoed in my head, and I got down on my knees and again take his rock hard 8 inch cock into my mouth. I pump my head all the way to the ball sack not gagging this time. Taking in his sweet taste. “Yes Boy.. Yes!!” He said as he shoots his creamy warm cum into my mouth. The taste was better than anything else in this world, I suck more hopeing to get more... as my visions starts to blur more and more.

Beep Beep, Beep Beep. BAMN. I hit my alarm clock, Damn what a weird dream. I look up at the time 6:00 AM. “Don't want to be late for my first day of classes” I jump up and put on some boxers. Running to the mirror, I notice some scare marks near my nipple.. “What the Fuck?” I quickly examen them. “Teeth Marks?... It was a dream right?”


To Be Continued....

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