After leaving his first task, Grayson slowly walked back to his dorm. Maybe it was the late, hot summer night air or the three loads bubbling out of his freshly fucked ass, but he knew exactly what he needed. He pulled out his phone and started downloading every hook-up app he could think of. If he was going to fully embrace his bottom-slut era, why not start now. He was still hungry for cock and needed to get his hole filled again.

He followed a map to an old, abandoned building on the other side of campus. It looked shady, but there were at least twenty guys somewhere inside. He entered. It was dark and completely empty, making it look exactly like one of those backroom videos that always creeped the fuck out of him. He told himself if he didn’t get a cock inside him within the next 30 seconds, he would turn around and leave but much to the delight of his dripping boy-cunt, he didn’t have too. He was watching his icon move on the app as he got closer to the group of random dick pics when instantly they were behind him. He turned and saw a men’s room door.

The only light was from a cellphone, who’s owner was recording himself fuck someone bent over a toilet. Grayson stumbled as he walked further inside, tripping over discarded clothes thrown onto the floor. The sounds of wet bro-holes accepting pricks being pushed into them was music to his ears and made him rigid. He entered the only stall not occupied, pulled down his shorts to expose his recently fucked bro-twat and waited. Within seconds he felt hands parting his ass and a mouth begin to lap up the frat-babies dripping out.

“Damn! You came pre-juiced. mmmmFUCK!” the mouth dove back on his pucker. Grayson held on to the toilet tight. He didn’t have a clue whose tongue it was, but he didn’t give a shit. All that mattered was how fucking great it felt. “Fuckin’ breed me, dude!”

“If that is what you want, you got it.” The guy stood and slammed his cock down to his hairy balls. It knocked the air out of Grayson. He wasn’t gentle. Grayson didn’t want that. He needed to be fucked. Grayson purred as the stranger pounded his ass and the others surrounded the stall.

“You wanted my load. Here it comes, slut! Enjoy it!” Grayson bit his lips and moaned as his ass greedily captured each jet. “Boys, we have a true cumslut! Who’s next!?”

One after another, the faceless cocks fucked and filled him raw. He saw light behind and knew someone must have been recording the action. When he looked over his shoulder, he saw multiple phones capturing his baseball player’s bubble ass gobbling up a long fat dark cock. The light was blocking the top’s face, but he was wearing a familiar blue t-shirt lifted behind his head and Grayson knew that he was about to take another special load from a future Beta Beta Pi fraternity brother.

When the last cock pulled out and it wasn’t replaced with another, he stood up, found his shorts and made his way into the morning light. On his way back to his dorm, he pulled his phone from his pocket.

“8:45am!? I was getting railed for six and half hours?! Time flies when you’re becoming a cum-whore, I guess” he chuckled. He was checking his messages when he saw his reflection as he passed a large window. Shirtless, his chest and face covered in drying cum and his shorts, covered in unknown stains from the bathroom floor, were falling down exposing the top of his well-bred, bare ass. His phone buzzed.

“Three loads weren’t enough for ya? A hung birdie tells us you were the hole to fill in the darkroom and took every cock there,” along with a clip of his ass getting dicked by the assumed Beta Beta Pi fraternity brother. “From our calculations, you have fifteen loads swimming inside of you right now, pledge. We knew you were going to be a hungry one. Come over tomorrow afternoon. It’s time for your next task.”

The next day, the excited pledge knocked on the Beta Beta Pi door. Before he knew it, Fraternity brother Q was giving him a huge hug on the front porch and pulled him inside.

“Dude! That video of you was so hot. Your ass was made for cock,” Q said as he was tying a leather mask around Grayson’s face. Once the mask was secured, he whispered into the pledge’s ear, “I can’t wait to unload in that ass… again.” Grayson turned, “It was -” but was interrupted by Q grabbing his head and kissing him. “Let’s have some more fun!” and led him into a large lounge.

Fraternity brother Zander was waiting for them. Q had the pledge kneel on an ottoman in the center of the room. Grayson looks up to see Zander starting a live stream, “Hey we’ve got Fraternity brother Zander over here and we got Fraternity brother Q. And look we’ve got ourselves a little pledge, Pledge Grayson. Let’s go and show him what brotherhood is all about.”

The pledge melts into Q and Zander when they pounce on him. Once naked, the pledge alternates between the two stiff pricks aimed at his mouth. Spit flows down his face as he gags and gasps for air trying to take them further down his gullet. Fraternity brother Q drops to his knees to make-out with the lightly hairy hole while Zander continues working himself into the pledge’s throat. With each gag, his hole puckers out and opens wider, allowing Q’s tongue to venture deeper.

They spin the pledge around, fucking the newest entrance in front of them. Fraternity brother Zander tongue fucks the bottom, coating him with enough mouth slime to allow his bro-cock to enter with ease. He pushes in fully, taking the breath out of the pig-bottom pledge as he is spit-roasted on frat-meat.

Pledge Grayson is in cum-pig heaven. Moans of pleasure escape through his smile as Fraternity brother Q dives his massive cock into his hungry twat. Zander muffles the moans with his ass-juice covered cock which the pledge happily laps clean.

Zander smacks his ass, “I have an idea!” He lays back on the ottoman while the pledge pegs himself on his cock. Q inches into the double-stuffed opening alongside his frat fraternity brother until four balls are pressed against the cumdump’s furry hole. Grayson rides both bros like a pro as he gets double-fucked for the first time. “I want your cum, fraternity brother! Give me your cum!,” the pledge pleads as Zander stands above him and paints his abs with his special mix of Beta Beta Pi jizz.

Q long-dicks Grayson as the pledge jerks off, shooting his load onto his stomach to commingle with Zander’s DNA. The tight grip on his cock from the cumming bottom sends him over the edge and Q unleashes his wad deep inside the pledge’s asshole.

Q pulls out of the well-used hole and his load follows, dripping down the pledge’s trench and onto the fabric below them. Zander and Q start to celebrate another pledge cunt successfully seeded with their special frat-cum.

Dressed and unmasked, Pledge Grayson walks back towards campus. He is excited about his transformation, from muscle-jock, baseball athlete to cock-hungry, cum-slut, frat-bro. He couldn’t believe that a few days ago, he didn’t know how amazing getting fucked and taking cum felt. And now, with a dripping, juicy fuck hole, it is all he wants to do. He hopes he doesn’t have to wait too long before he is back inside the Beta Beta Pi house for his third task. But Grayson knows where he can scratch an itch and walks past his dorm, towards the old, abandoned building from the night before.