An uptight college student's humiliation continues when his roommate spanks him in front of his fellow students.
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College Roommate Spanked - Part 2
by Allan Ross
Series: College Roommate Spanked
"Uh, I think I may be late to class if I shower now, Chad," Rod said, his stomach fluttering a bit as he pulled his briefs and jeans up over his tingling ass, doubting this excuse was going to fly. "I've got to get breakfast, and my class is clear across campus in Reynolds. I'll shower later."
"Forget it, Rod," Chad said, grabbing the smaller lad as he bent over to tie his shoes, hoisting Rod up against his hip. "I don't like smelly roommates, and unless you want another spanking right now, you'll head for the showers!" Chad landed several quick, hard swats on Rod's butt as the pinned lad squirmed in an attempt to free himself.
"Ouch! Okay! Okay!" Rod yelped. "I'll go now." Chad's hearty slaps on the seat of his jeans had raised a fresh sting on Rod's already tender and aching rump. Rod undressed as quickly as he could, realizing that he was going to have to accompany Chad to the communal bathroom that served the guys on this wing. Rod hoped he could manage it so no one actually saw his flaming red butt. Yet the thought of other guys discovering he had just been spanked caused his cock to stir. Rod wondered, a bit dismayed, why the thought of such a humiliating scene ended up being a turn-on.
Fortunately, there were only a couple other guys in the bathroom when Rod and Chad arrived. Most of the guys who had gone on the little foray to the fifth floor must have simply gone back to bed. Quite a number of guys didn't even bother with breakfast in the dining hall, Rod had noticed. He'd also noticed that many did their best to avoid any classes before mid-morning. That resulted in early risers like Rod rarely having to wait for one of the shower stalls to be free.
Chad's friend Jake was at one of the sinks shaving, and Jake's roommate Brian was at another. Jake was a bit taller than Rod, somewhat lean, well-muscled, but not nearly as big as Chad. Jake had black hair and expressive, dark eyes, and he already had to shave a couple times a day. Without even thinking, Rod's eyes dropped to check out Jake's crotch. Jake had on white briefs, made whiter by the curly black hair that covered his chest and stomach and legs. Jake sported quite an endowment, and Rod saw Jake's penis outlined against the white cotton. He looked back up and caught Jake grinning at him. Rod realized his staring at Jake's basket had not gone unnoticed, and, blushing a little, he quickly leaned over the sink to wet his face and begin shaving.
"So, Chad, I stopped by your room a couple minutes ago and started to knock, but there seemed to be quite a ruckus going on," Jake said, rinsing his razor off in the sink. "Anybody hurt, or anything?" Jake looked over at Rod and winked when Rod glanced up and caught his eye.
Rod felt his face grow hot again, so he looked back in the mirror and started to shave, having spread shaving cream on his neck and jaw. He felt a twinge in the pit of his stomach at the direction Jake's comments seemed to be headed.
"Nah, Rod and I just had a little discussion," Chad replied. "I think we got everything straightened out." He grinned at Rod as he caught his roommate's glance reflected in the mirror.
"Discussion, huh?" Jake continued. "I heard someone begging and yelling for someone to stop and some mighty loud smacks. It sure sounded like some little kid getting paddled. What were you and Chad discussing, Rod?"
"Nothing, nothing much," Rod replied, stammering a bit in embarrassment, blushing even more. He couldn't think of an explanation, remembering how loud he had begged and what he had loudly promised at the end, his butt on fire. Rod walked quickly back into the shower area, having finished shaving. He wanted to get into a shower stall before anyone else came in. But Jake followed right behind him and suddenly reached out and lifted up the back of the terry-cloth robe that Rod was wearing, exposing Rod's still flushed ass cheeks.
"Wow, I think little Roddy here got put over someone's knee and had his little butt whupped," Jake said, laughing. "Let's see if these are still as hot as they look."
Jake grabbed Rod's ass and gave the cheek he had grasped a firm squeeze.
"Hey! Get your hand off my butt, you prick!!" Rod said, striking Jake's hand away, embarrassed that the very thing was happening that he had wanted to avoid.
"Don't get all bent out of shape, Rod," Jake said, holding both hands up, palms out in a "hands-off" pose. "I was just having some fun. You aren't the first guy to learn that Chad keeps his roommates in line in a rather surprising way!"
Chad had finished shaving and had come back to shower by this time, shucking off his briefs as he prepared to step into one of the stalls. Pausing for a moment, he looked straight at Rod and said, sternly,
"Don't get a wild hair up your ass over a little joke, Rod, or I'll spank that ass again right here."
Rod blanched, his stomach turning over, and he blurted, rather unwisely, "You wouldn't, you couldn't . . . not in front of them!" He pointed, somewhat shakily at Jake and Brian, who were watching, grinning at Rod's discomfort and also at his rising cock, exposed as the front of his robe gaped open.
That was all it took. Despite the fact that Chad was stark naked, he lifted Rod up in the air with one arm about Rod's chest and the other grasping his legs. Chad sat down on the bench that ran the length of the wall across from the shower stalls and lowered the protesting Rod across his lap. Chad pushed Rod loosened robe up past his waist, baring his bottom in a quick motion.
"Grab his arms, Jake, and hold him, and you, Brian grab his legs," Chad said, directing his two friends, who proved willing accomplices.
"No, please! No!" begged Rod, horrified and embarrassed, but also feeling his cock stiffen further as he lay across Chad's naked lap, Chad's genitals rubbing against his own.
Jake clearly had plans of his own, grabbing Rod's arms while sitting down on the bench to the right of Chad and positioning himself so Rod's face rested on his crotch. Jake pulled Rod's arms back and held them crossed behind his back, making it possible for Jake to secure them with one hand. With his other hand, Jake grasped the back of Rod's head by threading his fingers through Rod's hair. Now he could hold Rod's head in any position he wanted, and at the moment he seemed to want Rod's nose and mouth pressed against the bulge his cock and balls made in the crotch of his briefs.
SMACK! Chad's hand came down in a sharp swat on Rod's bare ass, still bright pink from Chad's earlier assault on his bottom. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"M-m-m-m-f-f !" Rod's sound of protest was muffled, his nostrils filled with the heady scent of Jake's crotch, the silky cotton fabric of Jake's briefs against his nose and lips. He felt his legs lifted and spread as Brian gripped his ankles, holding Rod's legs bent back at the knees. Chad could now grasp one of Rod's ass cheeks with one hand allowing him to land some stinging slaps on the exposed tender flesh around Rod's anus with his other hand. SMACK! SMACK! SMACKSMACKSMACK!
"Please! Stop!" Rod begged, raising his head suddenly, breaking free briefly from Jake's grip on his head, but Jake got a fresh purchase on Rod's hair and forced Rod's face down, pressing the trapped lad's mouth against Jake's stiffening rod.
"What was that, Roddy?" Chad asked, stopping the spanking for a moment, his big hands massaging Rod's flushed ass cheeks. Chad saw what Jake was doing, smiled and winked at his friend. "What'd you say?"
Rod tried to open his mouth, but at that moment, the Jake's cock head, already glistening with precum, poked out of the crotch opening in Jake's briefs and slid between Rod's lips. Rod tasted the salty fluid as he instinctively tried to accommodate Jake's swelling member, his tongue bathing the glans of Jake's erect, circumcised prick.
"W-a-a-h-h-g-g-h-h!" Rod gurgled, overwhelmed at the combination of sensations, his own cock hard as iron and rubbing against Chad's partially erect penis, his butt stinging, his feet gripped by Brian's hands, his mouth accepting more and more of Jake's dick—he could barely think, realizing what a humiliating sight he would make to someone new walking into the shower area.
"I'll take that as an apology, Rod!" Chad said, delivering some more hearty slaps. "I know you'll be more polite to my friend Jake in the future, right?"
Rod nodded, or tried to, making Jake gasp suddenly.
"Okay, boys, let's let him up," Chad said. "We've got to get showered and off to breakfast. Though Rod here looks like he wants cream before he gets coffee!"
Though Brian released Rod's legs, and Chad helped Rod slide off his lap into a kneeling position on the floor, Jake wasn't so quick to relinquish his hold on Rod's head, gently thrusting his pelvis forward several times, his cock still engulfed by Rod's mouth and throat. Rod tried to pull back, afraid that someone besides Chad and Brian would come in and see him sucking Jake's cock, yet enjoying the feel of Jake's silky hardness filling his mouth, the musky scent of Jake's groin in his nostrils and the slick, salty fluid leaking into the back of his throat as Jake got closer to ejaculation. Jake kept a tight trip on Rod's head, so the kneeling lad sucked and tongued Jake's swollen prick vigorously, despite his worries about what conclusions Chad and Brian might draw. Suddenly Jake yelled out,
"shit! I'm coming!"
Rod started to gag but then swallowed repeatedly as a flood of cum filled his mouth, some dribbling out and down his chin. Jake finally released his grasp of Rod's head, and Rod sat back, letting Jake's shiny, wet cock slip out of his mouth, small gobs of come still dribbling out in little spurts.
"Thanks, Roddy," Jake said, his breathing slowing as he leaned back against the wall and smiled, not bothering to slip his nearly spent cock back into his shorts. "Let me know next time Chad needs help spanking your butt!"
Rod's face was beet red, nearly the color of his flushed bottom, as he stood up and wiped glistening remnants of Jake's spunk off his chin with the back of his hand, suddenly aware of what he had just done, and for an audience!
"Forget it!" Rod said, aware that Chad and Brian were chuckling and stepping into the showers.
Rod couldn't believe what had just happened, aware that he had remained hard throughout the whole episode. He was still half-erect as he stepped into the shower stall and pulled the curtain closed. Shit, he had just given Jake a blow job in front of Chad and Brian. Sure, he had been forced, kind of, but it was clear that he had been turned on. He realized if he hadn't truly wanted to suck Jake's cock, he could have kept his teeth together or even nipped Jake's penis when the other lad had pushed it in his face. And he certainly could have spat out Jake's cum, refusing to swallow any of it. But it was too late now. How were these guys going to treat him now?
He took his time in the shower, hoping that the other three guys would be gone by the time he got out. He didn't want to face them again right away. He might be able to deal with Chad alone, if he was still in the room when Rod returned, but how was he going to face Brian and Jake?
Chad and Brian were indeed gone when he exited the shower stall, and he reached for his towel to dry himself off. But Jake was still there, clearly taking his time as he rubbed himself dry. He grinned at Rod, and said,
"You sure took a long enough, Rod. You must be just squeaky clean."
Rod blushed as he met Jake's eyes, then looked down and mumbled an assent. He shrugged his robe on, having given himself a cursory once-over with the towel. He wanted to get back to his room where he could be away from Jake. But Jake wasn't going to let him go so easily. He accompanied Rod out of the bathroom and down the hall toward their rooms.
"Don't worry too much about this morning, Roddy. I don't think any less of you for sucking my dick and getting your ass beat by Chad," Jake said softly, resting an arm about Rod's shoulder and pulling his head close. Rod felt Jake's warm breath on his ear and cheek and it made him feel good even though he couldn't bring himself to look up and meet Jake's eyes.
"I was Chad's roommate last year and know what it's like to spend time over his knee. Plus he told me while we were raising hell on the fifth floor this morning that you looked like promising material!"
Jake gave Rod's shoulder a friendly squeeze as the two guys reached the door to Jake and Brian's room.
"See you at breakfast," Jake said, opening the door to his room and flashing Rod a grin.
As Rod entered his own room, he felt a little better, but still confused. Living in this dorm wasn't going to be anything like he had thought, and he had barely begun his second week. He wondered what shape his ass would be in when the week was over and what promises he might be made to keep.
Allan Ross