FRAT HOUSE ENTRY By Charmer949 (Patreon)

FRAT HOUSE ENTRY

By Charmer949

CHAPTER 1

The word was, there were only one or two spots open at rush for the prestigious Fila Thai fraternity.

Curcky knew he was up against close to fifty other dudes competing for this handful of spots. He had heard about how intimidating the process to get in could be, but he was going for it. One entrance requirement had been made very clear, Fila Thai was for straight boys only. Homosexuals need not apply. Of course, this bigotry couldn't be in writing anywhere. It was just an unspoken rule. Curcky was opposed to this exclusionary tactic, but his social status on campus would skyrocket if he got in.

"Everyone drop your pants!" Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

The first stage was hardly a surprise. Getting your ass paddled hard by a cute sorority girl was pretty standard frat entry stuff.

"Now strip and put on your panties and your blindfold."

The panties were feminine black, spandex boy shorts resembling women's volleyball shorts. The blindfold was professional issue. No one wearing one of these was going to be able to see anything.

"Get on your knees."

"Unzip the pants in front of you."
"Release the cock and put it in your mouth."

Wait, what? This can't be right? Is this the first test to see who isn't gay? Curcky decided to monetarily stall.

Numbers were being called out. Maybe some dudes were already being eliminated. Then more numbers were called: 8 14 24 31 & 47.
"Are the five of you in or out?"
31 was Curcky's number. He guessed he better get started.

He pulled out his partners rather long cock. Curcky had never touched another man's penis before. It was weird and it was way larger than his own.

Curcky reluctantly put the cock into his mouth. It got stiff and swelled quickly. He wasn't sure what to do. He certainly didn't want to suck on it. And he wasn't sure where to put his hands. He felt his own penis twinge. He was familiar with the twinge. It happened when a drop of pre-cum surfaced from his penis. He wondered why that would happen.

Ah, he knew. He was imagining what it felt like to have a mouth around HIS penis. Whew, he knew he wasn't gay. He shifted around a bit. He wouldn't want anyone to see his penis was dripping pre-cum into his boy short panties.

More numbers were called.
He is winning, so far! He thought.

His partner interlocked their fingers and placed them behind Curcky's head.

UH OH!

The dude started thrusting his hard, huge cock in and out of Curcky's mouth. Since Curcky's number wasn't being called, he just knelt there and let his partner use his mouth like a fuck hole. But he did worry about the penis drips that continued to surface from his loins. His panties felt like they were soaked through now and showing a visible wet spot to onlookers. Curly hoped that in his crouched position, no one would see. Thank god his penis wasn't hard.

And then the most unfortunate thing happened. Curcky's mouth was flooded with cum. Jolt after jolt of warm, thick, mucus-like sperm was filling his mouth. (And no, a little didn't drip out; he encased all of it). He cradled the entire load inside his mouth. It sure seemed like a lot more than he ever produced, but he couldn't tell for sure.

Now what was he supposed to do? Spit it out? Then the judges would see that his partner came in his mouth. Maybe they didn't know?

So Curcky decided to discreetly swallow. He really wanted to be a Fila Thai frat boy! It was quiet for a bit.
"Stand up and take off your blindfolds."

It was hard for the eyes to adjust. The area was dark, but there was a bright spotlight on each remaining contestant. He guesstimated half the dudes were eliminated. He was excited to be making it into the next round.

"Lie face up on the workout bench. Put your blindfold back on."

Curcky quickly peeked down at his crotch before reapplying his blindfold. There was a pancake-sized wet spot that was now visible for everyone to see. The wet spot glistened reflecting the light from the powerful spotlight. He knew he had been dripping but underestimated how much. It looked like HE had an orgasm in his boy short panties. He didn't. He swears. But his number hasn't been called, so he was ready to embrace the next round. Each remaining contestant now had a hot sorority chick assigned to each remaining guy.

Tessie was assigned to Curcky.

"Tilt your head back over the edge of the bench. Open your mouth real wide. Take deep breaths through your nose."

This seemed easy enough. What could this possibly be about, Curcky wondered. He didn't have to wait long to find out. An even larger cock-than his first one-not only entered his mouth, it kept going until it hit the back of his throat. And it didn't stop there.

"You can do it, Curcky," the cute sorority girl named Tessie whispered in his ear.He barely saw what she looked like prior to being blindfolded: auburn hair and small breasts outlined in a tank top without a bra. His mind was reeling.

How did she know his name? How in the hell was he going to survive this? Are these people nuts? Are they thinking I'm going to deep throat this massive cock? This is crazy! He was ready to quit.

But for some odd reason the massive shaft penetrated his gullet rather easily. Curcky relaxed and breathed through his nose while listening to more numbers being called.

Ha! He thought. Wussies! He'd show them. He'd outlast the quitters and lay there and take it. Not everybody can deep throat. He certainly didn't even know that HE could. The

cock fucked his throat with slow deeply penetrating strokes. Then the fucker deposited a load quickly into Curcky's stomach.

Curcky continued to be concerned with the way he could feel continual drops of pre-cum rise from his soft penis adding to his already soaked panties.

"Would you like a pair of clean panties?" Tessie asked. "Yes please," he answered.

"The judges are concerned with how wet your panties are. The judges have approved a new pair, but they'll be wet, too. Stand up."

Tessie quickly stripped off his soaked black spandex boy short panties and slid on a new dry pair onto Curcky.

"Pull the waistband away from your navel," Tessie ordered.

Curcky was thinking that maybe she wanted a longer look at his penis. But he certainly wasn't expecting what came next.

"Sorry," she said, "these decisions aren't mine."

Suddenly, he felt warm spurts of something coating his soft penis and balls. Shit. He hoped it wasn't what he thought it was. Unfortunately, for him, it was.

Someone was jacking off and squirting their cum completely soaking the inside of Curcky's new-and temporarily dry-panties. For the second time he was ready to quit. This was disgusting, he thought as he let go of the underwear waistband.

"You're not done yet. You don't want to quit over this," Tessie whispered, "pull the waistband back out. There's only one more load cumming."

Tessie was correct, the humiliation of having some strange dude splash their cum all over his penis and balls wasn't worth quitting over. His longing to be a Fila Thai took over and he pulled the waistband back out. This was an unforgettable feeling: a second load of cum splashing on his penis and coating his balls. He tried not to think about it.

"Nice job," Tessie responded.

He let go of the underwear waistband, sealing two large, warm loads of fresh sperm inside his panties, which were now more wet than the first pair he had soaked on his own.

It was time to get right back into deepthroating. Another cock picked up right where that last one left off. Curcky tipped his head back over the workout bench providing for a nice straight passage for a hard cock to slide deep down his throat. He wondered what all this must look like: a straight man giving deep throat blowjobs wearing panties soaked with other men's cum. Darn it, that familiar feeling of the traveling drip up his penis shaft returned, meaning his pre-cum was now mixing with the post cum. How could this get any worse, he wondered. And why did he start dripping again? Ah, he knew. He had always wanted a woman to deep throat him. That must be the reason.

"Here cums another load?" he heard someone say.

Curcky was so good at this that three lucky participants got to fuck his throat and orgasm in his esophagus. I wondered if he'd get a higher score for this.

It was such a weird feeling. The pulsing of a slab of meaty cock lodged in his throat. He could feel each orgasm without having to taste it. One good thing was that he never

tasted any of the sperm. It would be disgusting to have to eat another load. Each partner made a direct deposit: from one man's balls to another man's stomach.

A fourth throat fucker mucked his momentum, though. The judges yelled, 'time' (thank god) and everyone was supposed to stop. Saved by the bell, he thought. Well, not so fast. His partner had to pull out of Curcky's throat, per the rules. Unfortunately, he started cumming right as he was departing. On the next down stroke, the dude pressed hard at Curcky's now-closed mouth and slid slightly upward until the tip of his cock lined up with the opening of Curcky's nose. A huge squirt of cum traveled deep into Curcky's nostril and into his nasal passage. The slit of his partner's cock was perfectly in line with the opening hole of his nose.

What are the chances of this happening? Could the dude have done this on purpose? How bizarre, Curcky thought. He had somehow avoided having to taste three loads, but now this?

Curcky hocked up a loogie. Disgusting. It was cum. He was having to retrieve each huge glob of sperm from his navel cavity and bring it into his mouth. And when he was successful, he figured he had no other option than to swallow it. He wasn't sure the judges knew his partner came and he sure didn't want to be eliminated for spitting out sperm.

He thought he heard Tessie whisper to him, 'I'm here to help you get to the end.' He didn't realize what she actually said was...
"I'm here to help you get it in the end."

CHAPTER 2

Curcky is attempting to gain entry into the prestigious Fila Thai Frat House. The competition was very hot. We pick up right when Tessie just said, 'I'm here to help you get it in the end.'

"Stand up to be shaved!"

Anybody left in this hazing experience was leaving the area without their pubic hair. So, what, Curky thought. He didn't see any reason why he needed it anyway. Buzzing sounds filled the air as hair trimmers rendered the remaining few with hairless crotches. A new kind of nudity. A body naked of any pubic hair. Men with bald cocks and hairless testicles.

"Get down on your hands and knees!" Commands kept coming over the speakers.

In this next position-straddling the workout bench on hands & knees-a blindfold adjustment gave Curcky a quick glance at the room. There were only a few dudes left. He also noticed that his new cum soaked pantied were pink, not black. The only guy in pink. He wondered if that meant he was in the lead.

"It's time for the ultimate challenge. Who has the deepest rectum? #31 had the deepest throat."

He was right! He was in the lead. That must be the reason for the pink panties.

"For this final showdown, each remaining contestant will get one practice round. Then the competition is structured like the pole vault in track and field. Each cleared depth advances to the next round. You'll go deeper and deeper until one person has gone the deepest."

Curcky wasn't sure what all of this meant. Even though he was nervous with the idea of what it sounded like, he was determined to win. Tessie explained that the practice round

was with a seven inch cock up each contestants' ass. No worries, there. Curcky's kinky ex girlfriend Patricia gave him an unexpected advantage here.

"How long do I take it?"
"This isn't a timed competition, it's to completion," Tessie explained.

Shit. My partner is going to cum in my ass? Shit. But Curcky couldn't come this far and quit now. And he has prior experience from last year with his ex. How could a seven inch cock be much different than Patricia's huge strap on?

The practice session went by quickly. Curcky worked on technique. He figured the faster he could get his partners to cum in his ass, the sooner he would finally get to be a Fila Thai. It was only when Curcky felt a warm sperm enema in conjunction with his partners' contractions pulsating against his tight gripping sphincter, did he realize he was in the finals. Shit. Doesn't anyone around here believe in condoms?

The handful of remaining contestants were ready for eight inches. Curcky handled the ass fuck flawlessly. Doggie style was the only position he had any experience in. And he grinded the eight inch cock to orgasm in two minutes.

"You might actually be too good at this," Tessie warned. "Perhaps dial it down a bit at nine inches. Pledges don't usually do this well."

Curcky was confused. Was she suggesting that he try to make the next ass fuck last longer? If he wanted to gain entry into the prestigious Fila Thai Frat House, he guessed he'd have to learn how to slow down his ass fucking.

A nine inch cock looks and feels a lot bigger than one might imagine. Take this data as proof. A human fist is roughly four inches. So two fists cradled around a nine inch cock still leaves another inch sticking out. That's more than just the head. Tessie knew this. Most men don't; they think their dick is longer than a ruler actually proves it is.

Nine niches buried in the rectum means the cock reaches the back of the colon. At that juncture, there is an internal sphincter. The colon takes a right turn into the next section. This area is called the sigmoid colon. It is the goal of Fila Thai to witness at least one eager pledge taking a cock so deep it is penetrating the sigmoid. Getting 'Turned Out' is what the boys like to call it.

Fila Thai came up with three reasons to use this slang:
*A cock that deep in the ass takes a right TURN.
Pledges have said a sigmoid fuck feels like their rectum is being TURNED inside OUT. Straight guys are being TURNED into gay sex objects.

It doesn't happen every year, so when some pledge comes along who allows himself to be so debased to the point that he gets Turned Out, an additional keg gets tapped and the real viewing party begins.

When the nine inch round started, there were three contestants remaining. When the round was over, only Curcky was left. The other two dudes felt their partner's trying to gain entry into the sigmoid and they both quit. First, it can hurt. Second, it can feel incredible. No one knew which outcome they were trying to avoid.

Curcky's partner knew he was fortunate. He could tell he was going to get to blow his load. And when you have a nine inch cock, getting to blow your load up a tight ass-anyone's tight ass-is a joyful and rare opportunity. He also knew his role was to prepare Curcky for Mr. T.I. This was a little added pressure, but he knew he could handle it. T.I. was ten inch. All his buds just called him T.I.

Niner wasted no time burying his cock fully to the hilt. He wanted to get a lay of the land. Pun intended. Everyone's colon is different; he wanted to know how deep Curcky's second sphincter was buried.

Niner could tell he hit the spot just after eight inches. He could tell by the way Curcky jerked on the first contact with his virgin opening. Not to be deterred, Niner grabbed each side of Curcky's pelvic in his strong hands and pulled the cum-lubed ass onto his cock until it was completely embedded and could feel the tip of his cock penetrating Curcky's second sphincter. Niner was in. He was in the sigmoid.

Curcky let out little grunts and offered no resistance. It was like Niner's cock was just fucking his internal hole and barely penetrating it. Niner was fucking the internal virginal sphincter, opening it up, looseing it up and preparing it for larger things to come. Niner could enter the turn, but for right now, he chose not to and just entered and exited the very tight sphincter canal.

The look on Curcky's face suggested he was in another dimension. He appeared completely gone to any sense of what was actually happening to him. And he showed no signs of any displeasure. His behavior all evening was that of a dude very capable of receiving huge cocks in any orifice, at any time, and do so willingly.

Niner knew his role was to make his deposit and get out of the way. He had completed the prep work. It was time for lubrication assistance. He pressed his cock tip so it rested just inside the second sphincter so all of his cum would squirt into the sigmoid lubing it nicely for T.I. He hadn't cum in a week, so he knew it would be a substantial load. It was. Niner counted his spasms losing track somewhere after twenty three. If cum were spurting with each spasm, this could be his largest load ever. It's so rare for him to get to cum in an ass, he forgot how tight a sphincter can really grip on his shaft and produce superior results.

Tessie assured Curcky only three contestants remained. Even though the contest was actually over. No one was going to tell him. Everyone wanted to watch a ten inch cock penetrate a subservient and willing pledge's ass. Plus, with the three loads already up his rectum, Tessie pointed out that one more would bring his butt total equal to the tally in his belly.

Taking a ten inch cock is the rectal version of deep throating. Curcky's ass was about to be Turned Out. He would receive a full penis piercing of his internal sphincter and welcome full entrance into his sigmoid colon.

Curcky was now positioned on top of the workout bench on hands and knees.

"Don't get a hard on now," Tessie teasingly advised, "everyone will see it. You're not supposed to be enjoying this. Try to remember that."

This kind of annoyed him because whoever suggested he was enjoying any of this. That's what he wanted to know.

So, Mr. Ten Inch's 10 inches took their rightful position at the entrance to Curcky's butt hole, which was now so loosely stretched out that even with its attempts to stay pinched shut, cum was constantly seeping out. But there was still plenty of sperm swimming around inside and the sigmoid was properly lubed for T.I. This wasn't sloppy seconds; this was flooded fourths.

"Does it matter to you that it's a black cock this time?" Tessie asked.

Curcky trembled a bit at hearing this question. He recalled that Patricia's huge strap on was black. Why did Tessie have to go and ask that? Why would that even matter? What difference would it make if a huge cock in his ass was white or black? He wished he didn't recall how Patricia used to have interacial porn playing on the laptop while she'd drive her fake black cock up his ass.

T.I. was ready. It was time. After slowly entering Curcky's ass, there was no sense in waiting for what he was here for. Mr. Ten was actively seeking entry into Curcky's sigmoid and his goal was going to be reached quickly and easily.

Tessie was familiar with the look on a guys face when he is getting Turned Out. There is nothing else like it. Kind of an intense serenity; A grimacing euphoria.

Curcky looked that way now. His general awareness was gone. He was experiencing a new level of fullness he'd never felt before. He was getting Turned Out and for the first time tonight, his penis was semi-erect. It was like a sad little smile. His penis was starting to get hard.

Mr. Ten Inch's fucking style was different. Instead of easing in and out in long slow strokes from tip to testes, T.I. plunged fully and held it there. Then he'd only pull out an inch or two, keeping his long black glistening cock eight or nine inches deep so he could penetrate the deep inner sphincter again and again and again.

He was fucking Curcky's sigmoid colon and there was nothing Curcky could do about it expect groan and moan while his eyes rolled around in his head. Curcky began trembling almost uncontrollably; getting Turned Out can cause that reaction. It's a complete release of your body by giving your most inner depths over to another.

It wasn't too long before a fourth load was shot up Curcky's rectum; it was the second load blasted into his sigmoid. As he came down from being Turned Out, he was thinking that he could have a lubrication advantage for round 11, if there was one.

"You are going to be so ready for number 11." Tessie noted, "We're taking an eleven minute break before number 11. But you are so ready. You're going to be a champion."

CHAPTER 3

11 inches.
Are there men that actually have eleven inch cocks? Apparently so. The (pretended) competition continued.

"Hope you are okay with another black cock. Your partner is on the University football team."

Why did Tessie have to keep bringing up black cocks? And why did Curcky feel his penis drip drip when she asked. It must be a connection in his brain to his ex girlfriend Patricia. That must be the reason.

This was going to be quite the show. An eleven inch black cock up a straight dudes white ass wasn't something anyone gets to see very often. Because of the rarity, the Fila Thai Fraternity immediately posted invites all over social media announcing this unusual event would start in eleven minutes. There was a $50 door charge and all cell phones must be checked in upon entry.

The only person who now didn't know the competition was over was Curcky. In eleven minutes, the place was packed. The door receipts totaled over $10,000!

Before anything even happened the crowd chant began:

"Turn Him Out! Turn Him Out! TURN HIM OUT!!"

Curcky was caught off guard because he didn't remember there being that much of a crowd. He certainly wouldn't have had any idea that he was that evenings local social media star.

Tessie inserted silicone earplugs into his ears. They were just effective enough to dull the distracting crowd noise. He figured he was in a showdown final and the crowd was cheering him on to win. Oh, they were cheering, all right.

It's hard to imagine actually seeing a real 11 inch cock in person. And a black one, too. And because the football player shaves his pubes, it looked to be 12 or 13 inches. And the girth was the size of an energy drink can. And it's hard to imagine that a straight white dude's ass could be so easily accommodating.

So when the first downward thrust buried the football players entire black cock to full tilt, everyone saw this outstanding accomplishment and were cohesively quiet. Football just

held it there. Then he lifted up his cell phone and took one single picture. The crowd erupted. Game on.

The long black cock was several inches past the internal sphincter. And Football was horny and looking for a workout. He went right at it.

"Turn Him Out! Turn Him Out!" The crowd began chanting again.

And he did. He wasted no time in riding his little white pony for all the frat world to see. Curcky was massively sweating and his penis was now fully erect. He was embarrassed by this but hoped the audience knew that this was only because of the prostate massage effects. He was ready to get this over with and win. He was out of his mind.

Football could tell that Curcky wanted this to end and planned to use this weakness to full advantage. He leaned over and whispered.

"The fastest way to get me to the end is to ride me. The same way you were performing earlier in the evening when you got that one dude off in two minutes. Got it?"

Curcky nodded.

"And constant stimulation doesn't work. So you'll need to rest-with me deeply lodged-every minute or two. I'll give you start/stop commands to help you best succeed with this. Got it?"

Curcky nodded.

"And pinch your nipples periodically to show me that you are really committed to being my bitch tonight, got it?

"Yes," Curcky answered.

Football was full of shit. In three years, this was only his second Turn Out performance and he wanted to completely humiliate the little bitch while having the fuck last as long

as possible. Each time he'd feel his orgasm coming on, he planned on having Curcky stop. The goal was actually to have this deep butt fuck go on much longer, not shorter.

"START!"

Curcky went to work. And what a sight it was. What a show! Moving his hips like a pro, this little white frat pledge was plunging onto and pulling off of this huge black cock. When the depth reached about 8.5 inches, Curcky knew how to give that extra effort and that extra push to send Football's long cock up into his sigmoid. This was hot enough as it was, but when Curcky began pinching and tweaking his own nipples, the crowd went nuts!

Curcky was turning himself out. You could clearly see it in his face each time it happened. His eyes would roll back in his head, his eyelids would half shut and he looked like he was going to pass out when he'd let out a deep guttural groan signalling all was good.

With Curcky adding to his nipple sensation, everyone in the crowd agreed that they had never seen anything like this before.

"STOP!"

The first stop came with Football's massive cock almost completely displayed. With little more than just the tip embedded, the crowd could fully appreciate just how long eleven inches is. Curcky's little white penis paled in comparison. Dripping profusely, his penis poked out to where it was partially visible through his pasty white thighs. With his torso now pointing at an upright angle and his fingers tweaking and pulling his nipples, some in the crowd suspected that Curcky might be enjoying his humiliation.

"START!"

Curcky went right back to riding Football's big black cock impaling himself so fully that he turned himself out with each back thrust. He was a natural. The crowd was very

impressed with this peak performance. No man had ever done any better. No woman had either. Football employed multiple stops, each one coming just before he was about to blow his load. Like any athlete performing in front of a loud cheering audience he, too, wanted to have a peak performance. He ordered Curcky to stand up.

The power of the butt fuck was now in Footballs' hands. And Arms. Each stroke was now under his 11 inch control.

"Turn Him Out!" Stroke.
"Turn Him Out! Stroke.

Each chant synchronized with a stroke. Curcky and Football were fully working together now with the single goal of having Football shoot his sperm load deep into Curcky's sigmoid colon. The togetherness was a thing of beauty. Each time Football penetrated Curcky's inner sphincter, the crowd could sense the depth on Curcky's face and they absolutely loved it. His eyes would roll around and his mouth would gasp and groan.

Football thread each of his muscular arms through the gap under Curcky's armpits and then interlocked his large hands behind Curcky's head rendering Curcky helpless. Footballs' tight wrestling hold allowed him to lift Curcky off the ground by only using the armpits. Football then manipulated Curcky's little body several feet off the ground and ass fucked the shit out out of the little bitch like he was a play doll dangling helplessly in the air held up only by the arms. Curcky wrapped his legs backwards around Football's thighs holding on for dear life.

Turn Him Out! Turn Him Out!"

As the chants continued, Football was ready to cum. He was going to make sure his sperm was so deep up Curcky's sigmoid colon that it would take days for it to find its

way to daylight. Curcky was lost to any reality when Football impregnated his sigmoid. Curcky was afraid the rhythmic spasms would feel like a vibrator in his groin and he might accidentally cum. Which would suck if that is how he ended up losing. But the strong blast of sperm subsided before Curcky's tiny cock-which bounced erect up and down-responded. Football pumped out the entire load so deep that when he finally pulled completely out, there were no remaining signs of an orgasm.

There is no such thing as a 12 inch cock.

Tessie told Curcky that this was a sudden depth showdown that would come down to a measurement. Tessie explained that the depth would be measured using lipstick on his anus. He would attempt to take the 36 inch dildo-that was strapped onto Tessis waist-as deep as he possibly could. "Moby Dick" was a three foot long dildo sold in porn stores as a novelty item. The final measurement would be tracked by each contestants' lipsticked anus gripping the phallus and leaving a ring. Curcky was the only contestant as he was duped into thinking he'd need to win this sudden depth showdown. Truth was, the contest was long over.

Tessie relished the idea that she got to turn him out one more time. She felt so powerful in this role. Her cock slid into his ass so easily with so much cum already in there serving as lubricant. And even though this was supposed to be a depth test, Tessie couldn't resist taking a two-minute "turn out" ride to a loud cheering audience before honing in on inch #12. She found it fairly easy to push into inch 13, 14 and 15. Inch 16, 17 and 18 slowly and eventually followed.

No one had ever seen 18 inches of a three foot cock up an ass before. As a novelty item, Moby Dick was seldom used for its designed purpose.

At this point, every incremental gain was going to take teamwork.
Tessie began to coach Curcky.
"Push like you're trying to take a shit on the count of three! 1...2...3...push!"

Right when he pushed out, he grunted as he met Tessie thrusting in. She quickly gained an additional inch.

1...2...3...push!"

Inch #20!

1...2...3...push!"

Argh, #21!

1...2...3...push!"

Grrr, inch #22!

22 inches and still going. Infuckingcredible.

Tessie paused to grasp Curcky's little hard penis. She really wanted to fuck with him and stroked it several times.

"Oh, no! No! Please don't," he pleaded.
"Why not?" Tessie teased.
"I don't want to lose by orgasm after coming this far." "Then work even harder at taking a shit!" She ordered. And so he did.

Trembling, sweating, grunting and pushing with all his focus and might Curcky invited Tessies's rubber cock deeper into his rectum than any prior Fila Thai event on record. His penis retreated and shriveled up in defeat to a soft thumb-sized appendage.

Tessie waved at the crowd to gather around for a closer look. Someone with a professional camera was documenting this historic event on video.

The gains were in half inches now. The internal resistance proved noticeable with each hard thrust from Tessie at somewhere around 24 inches-based on what remained visible on this 3 foot rubber cock.

Tessie felt like she was hitting a wall. Perhaps, this was the end of the sigmoid colon? She thrust several times with all her mite. Her tight clenching butt cheeks were on display for the audience to clearly appreciate her thrusting power. But with each attempt, it felt like rock bottom.

Fair enough, Tessie thought. This guys poor little as was done.

"Clench down and give my wonderful cock a lipstick butt kiss! It's final measurement time!"

The crowd cheered and began to dissipate. You could hear people discussing, with astonishment, about what they'd just witnessed.

And just ass Tessie pulled out, she remembered something from her anatomy class. The sigmoid colon is about 10 to 15 inches long. So combining this length with the rectum, she was correct. She WAS at another door. She was knocking at the next internal sphincter!

What would this type of Turn Out be called? She wondered. She'd save this private discoverer for another time.

CHAPTER 4

The event was over.

Tessie kindly walked with Curcky back to his dorm. He was riding high coming out of the eve as the last man standing. But he was hiding from Tessie his insecurities about being used in such a gay way in front of so many people although, he felt it was worth it to

gain entry into the prestigious Fila Thai fraternity. He asked if he could kiss her. Likely his way to affirm his heterosexuality.

"Not with that cum breath; maybe another time. You really need a shower," she pointed out.

He felt cum dribbling out of his ass. Yes, a shower, he thought. Oh shit, he has a class tomorrow morning, he better set an alarm.

The warm water felt good. To be clean again felt great. He was really horny. It must be because of all that prostate massaging, he reasoned. It couldn't be from anything else.

He felt eroticized, sexualized and flat out extremely horny. (Except for the uncontrollable leakage of sperm that was still continuing to drip out of his ass.)

He grabbed his penis to begin stroking it. Visions of hard cocks kept popping into his head and he'd stop stroking. What the fuck, he thought to himself. He really wanted to rub one out, but his brain was wired to the evenings sexcapades. He laughed, but it was frustrating. It was funny to him that he couldn't get visions of cocks out of his head but there was no way he was going to jerk off to gay thoughts. He was straight, after all.

Curcky didn't hear his alarm. When he woke, he noticed his boxers were soaked with pre cum in front and post cum-from his ass-in back. He wondered how long it would take for all the cum to travel down his colon so he wouldn't be oozing sperm from his ass any longer. He was still extremely horny. Record setting horny, but there wasn't time to beat off now. As he rushed to throw on a t-shirt and shorts, he started to recall some of the dreams from overnight. They were all sexual in nature. No wonder he was wet.

But then he recalled that all the dreams were about gay male sex. There were women in them, but they were dressing him up in their feminine clothes and helping him apply lipstick. They wee not having sex with him. And they all seemed to be clothed.

Then he started to recall the graphic gay male sex. No reason to dwell on that now. He wasn't gay. Must just be a fluke related to the night before. He grabbed his backpack and took off for class. He'd need to jog to avoid being late. In his rush, he realized he forgot to put on underwear. He'd snaked it plenty of times before, so, he didn't think about this any further.

As Curcky was running, his nylon gym shorts slightly rubbed against his penis. He tried to ignore that he was getting really turned on from the friction. At the quads, it was almost like he felt an orgasm was nearing. No way, he thought. That just couldn't be. He walked a few steps to lessen the friction and took off jogging again.

Then the most bizarre thing happened. He had to stop running completely and put his arms up against the nearest tree. He hoped no one was noticing that he was cumming in his gym shorts. Just like that. Right there. Strong convulsions of an orgasm with corresponding cum spurts in Curcky's gym shorts in such a way that he couldn't possibly put his hands down there. Someone might suspect something. He was mortified. With the tight backpack straps pulling his shoulders back the front of his posture was pronounced making the hiding of this utter embarrassment even more difficult.

A cute woman stopped and asked if he was okay, then glanced down and saw his shorts getting wetter with each spurt. She was watching him have an orgasm. He looked away all flush with embarrassment and saw another attractive woman in a second floor window staring down right at him. When he turned his head to look at the woman standing next to him, he gasped to see her phone out. She was recording his humiliation of having a hands-free orgasm in public.

He realized the back of his shorts were wet, too. Cum had dribbled out of his ass when he lost control of his sphincter during the orgasmic contractions. Out of nowhere, Tessie arrived.

"We better get you back to your dorm for a change of clothes. You can't go to class all wet like that," she reasoned.

Tessie took his hand and walked him to the nearest building bathroom. He hadn't recognized her with french braids in her auburn hair and glasses. She looked very cute. She reached under her skirt and pulled down a pair of pink shorts.

"Put these on," Tessie's tone was almost like she was ordering him to do so.

They were very feminine and very pink, but a substantial upgrade from wet, cum stained gym shorts. But with her petite size, they were tight and visibly outlined his penis. She noticed this bothered him.

"Don't worry about it. It's so tiny, no one will even see it," she laughed teasingly. "I don't like walking around with it visible. And it's not that small!"
"I was there last night, remember? It's small. Trust me, it's puny."
"It's five inches erect! It grows, you know."

Why was he getting into this penis size debate in a woman's bathroom stall right now...

"It's not erect and it's not even five inches. Besides, five inches IS small. Do you want my help or not?" Tessie stopped fooling around.

"Yes, please," Curcky answered realizing he better accept her help.

"You know what? You are right. Take those pink shorts off and I'll wear them. You look silly anyway."

She changed plans. Curcky would wear her skirt, just back to the dorm. Tessie handed him her panties when he started to object.

"Hey, I'm not going to let you soil my nice skirt. But, I've been meaning to tell you, your small penis looks good in panties," she complimented him.

They chatted on the way back to the dorm. Tessie offered up some consolation.

"You might want to know that you are not the only guy to get Turned Out at one of these events. Pledge Night happens every semester; occasionally, a dude gets Turned Out . And getting turned on by it doesn't necessarily mean you are or aren't gay. It's just the way the male body responds to such an intense, erotic experience."

"Oh, uh, thanks," Curcky didn't know how to respond. But one thing was clear, he was becoming really attracted to Tessie.

"Would you consider going out with me...sometime?" he blurted out.

"I can't. I'm spoken for. But maybe one night you could go out with me and my girlfriends."

"I'd love that," he quickly responded.

"Actually, you might not. We only bring one guy along at a time and he must be dressed as one of the girls."

Curcky's head was racing. Did that mean what he thought it meant? It was just like the dreams he had last night of the women dressing him as a female! Uh oh, his penis started to drip. He started jogging.

"What's up?" Tessie wondered.
"We need to get me home."
Tessie read his confused excitement. She made him an offer.

"I have an idea. Why don't you let me show you right now what it's like to be one of the girls? Then you'll know in advance, what this looks and feels like. Besides, I'm not sure when I'll see you again."

"At the frat parties. I'll see you at the frat parties," Curcky reminded her. "Maybe. Maybe not. Curcky, you're not in, yet," Tessie reminded him. "But I won last night!"

He was now naked in his dorm room. Tessie was wearing the pink shorts and a ribbed tank top without a bra. She carefully strapped Curcky into a nice frilly padded bra followed by a long sleeved hourglass pink blouse. Tessie added a quick makeup tour through her purse. She applied eye liner, mascara and a darker shade of pink lipstick.

He was dripping so much a spot appeared on Tessie's skirt. Tessie reached into her purse and pulled out a panty liner.

"If you get one more drop of sperm on my new skirt, I'll spank you even harder than I did last night. Stand up and face the wall, please," Her voice was suddenly more firm in tone.

Tessie ran her hands over Curcky's feminine clothes like she was feeling him up as a woman. Running her hands over his tits in the padded bra, groping his ass in the panties and lightly kissing his neck. When her hands reached his penis, Curcky lost complete control and erupted into an orgasm.

"Damn, Curcky! You've ruined my skirt."

Tessie quickly pulled her hairbrush from her purse and went to town on his pantied ass. Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! A bare bottom spanking wasn't necessary. She was spanking him so hard she broke her hairbrush in two.

"I told you not to soil my skirt," she scolded. "I'm worried you ruined it. I'll be back Saturday morning at 9 sharp. I'm taking you to Fila Thai to see if you gained entry. My skirt better look brand new! Keep my panties to wear on the walk over!"

And just like that, Tessie stormed out. 9 a.m. Saturday

This was going to be an exciting morning for Curcky. He would finally officially gain entry into the prestigious Fila Thai frat house. Tessie showed up punctually and held out both hands and arms without speaking. Curcky handed her the dry cleaned skirt. Tessie set it down and in one quick motion grabbed each side of his shorts and yanked them down to his ankles, just like he used to get 'pantsed' in high school P.E..

As he stood their in the panties she had given him, she handed the skirt right back to him. No words were spoken. Curcky stepped out of the gym shorts and put on Tessies' skirt. Maybe this was one last part of the hazing, he wondered. The two would walk across campus without saying a single word. Tessie had yet to speak to him. He felt stupid walking across the campus in a skirt, but knew this would all be over soon.

When they arrived at the 'Congratulations, To Our New Members" board outside the frat house main entrance, Curcky's jaw dropped. His name was not on the short list of three accepted entrants. And his name was not on the two-person alternate list either.

How is this possible, he thought. There must be some kind of mistake. "We need to go in and inquire," Curcky said agitated.
"They won't let you pass security. I'll go," Tessie offered.
Tessie came back a few minutes later.

"There is no error. You didn't gain entry."

Curcky was getting pissed and went inside demanding to speak to someone. Several dudes surrounded him, one giggling when they saw him in a skirt.

"There has been a mistake about the pledge list. I demand to speak to someone. My name is..."

He got cut off.
"We know who you are. You're the gay dude who got turned out. We all saw it."

Curcky's face turned beet red. He'd not ever been called gay before. Just then Tessie slid in behind him.

"Can someone please see if Clarence is free to talk? You guys know where he is. Can someone please go get him."

Clarence, Tessie and Curcky sat around a large conference table in a library-like study with the doors closed. Curcky laid out his argument while Clarence just listened. When Curcky was finished, Clarence stood up. He was a tall, maybe 6-2, handsome black man with broad shoulders and narrow hips. He unbuckled his belt and dropped his pants.

"If you want to get into this fraternity so bad, get on your knees and suck this cock."

Curcky got right to work on his sizable shaft, momentarily debating whether he just go ahead and deep throat it when he was jarred by Tessies' voice.

"Really, Clarence? Really?! You don't think he has had enough?" Curcky realized he was clearly missing something.

"All right. All right. You can stop you little cocksucker. You're not getting into Fila Thai. You're not ever going to get into Fila Thai. We are a straight-only fraternity. We don't take gays or bis."

Curcky was still on his knees in his skirt and panties looking at the glistening large black cock inches from his face when he somehow had the nerve to ask a question.

"Then what was all that ass fucking and cock sucking about?!"

Clarence moved the head of his huge cock an inch from Curcky's lips.

"I won!! I won the fucking contest!"

And as he was finishing his sentence Clarence timed the open mouth complaint with a thrust forward where several inches were embedded into Curcky's willing mouth.

"Let me try to explain this to you while you keep quiet and focus on your task at hand. Hopefully, I'll finish talking before I finish cumming," he laughed. "Yes, yes you did. You won the contest and got Turned Out. And combined with your deep throat expertise our audience was treated to the best performance anyone has ever seen."

Curcky wasn't sure if this meant he should deep throat Clarence now, so he did, just to be safe. He felt his penis starting to drip again. Clarence continued.

"It was an amazing performance. You should be proud. Nicely done, for sure. But to be in the running to gain entry, you were supposed to deny cock. Every cock. From the very beginning. 'Just say no' to cock. Straight dudes don't suck cock. They don't deep throat. They don't swallow cum and they certainly don't take cock up the ass."

It was too late. Curcky was so skilled at cock sucking that Clarence orgasm began just as he finished his last sentence. But instead of shooting his load into Curcky's belly, he abruptly dislodged the throat and shot stream after massive stream of cum all over Curcky's face.

"Look at the bright side, you are in our frat," Clarence said laughing after enjoying his blowjob. "You made the Turned Out list and hold the anal depth record. Your name is on our 'Pledge Night Records' wall. In big bold let..."

Tessie interrupted, "Does that blowjob mean he earned the right to have the video destroyed?"

"Video?! What video?!"

Curcky exclaimed with a voice was that slightly muffled by the gobs of sperm partially obstructing his open mouth.