Chapter 9
Nick couldn't believe what he had just heard.
"Sir?" he muttered. His voice cracked as he spoke. He felt his body grow tense and break out in a cold sweat. Dean Smith leaned back against the door and laughed, throwing back his head. Then he looked back at Nick and a serious, rather ominous, look crossed his face.
'Take off your pants, Mr. Blake," the deviant administrator demanded. He walked quickly to his desk and sat down in his swivel-chair.
"Sir?" Nick gasped, staring incredulously at the Dean.
"You heard me! Off!" the dean snapped back. Nick felt his cock getting stiff inside his pants from all the tension that had suddenly come to a head. He didn't know what the dean was up to, but it sure as hell made him feel uncomfortable.
"Right here? You want me to take off my pants right here in the office?" Nick asked crazily. Sweat began to soak through the front of his shirt, revealing the muscular flesh of his pectorals beneath.
Dean Smith smiled cruelly and fingered his pencil as he watched Nicholas squirm.
"Yes, Mr. Blake. Right, here. The door is locked," the dean commented casually.
Nick's lingers went to the snap of his pants. He undid it quickly and then pulled down his zipper, opening his fly. He stood up and peeled the pants from his legs, folding and draping them carefully across the back of the chair. Then he turned and faced the Dean. His cock was now semi-erect inside the bulging pouch of his jockey shorts.
"Very nice, Mr. Blake. You have a very nice pair of legs. They're very muscular," Dean Smith observed as he devoured Nick's body with his beady eyes.
Suddenly Nick had a creeping suspicion of just exactly what it was that the Dean had planned. Holy shit! Nick thought to himself, Dean Smith is a fag! That recognition seemed to give him a little more confidence. He figured that if he allowed the dean to take his pleasure with his body that he would not be kicked out of Madison College. A small price to pay. But at the same time, Nick was still a little nervous. He had never, ever, allowed another man to touch his body.
"Now the underpants, Mr. Blake," Dean Smith directed with a ruthless calculation. Nick grabbed hold of the elastic waistband and slowly pulled the frayed shorts from his body, placing them on top of his trousers on the back of the chair. He turned back to the dean, putting his hands on his hips and throwing his weight onto one leg. His meaty cock was now half-hard and swung back and forth between his hairy thighs, invitingly. Nick brought one of his hands to the ten-inch piece of meat and gave it a couple of strokes. The mammoth head grew firmer and redder.
"You have a huge penis, Mr. Blake. Now I understand why you're obsessed with sex," Dean Smith observed.
"You want to see it get hard?" Nick asked salaciously as he played with his cock. He began to pound his clenched fist up and down the stiffening tool, thrusting his groin forward.
"Yes! Yes! Get it all the way up, Mr. Blake!" Dean Smith panted excitedly. He arose from his chair behind his desk and stepped out to the spot where Nick stood.
"You want to take a turn?" Nick smirked a smart-assed look crossed his face. He pulled his hand from the almost erect meat and let it flop around between his legs. He looked at the Dean and smiled.
"Certainly," Dean Smith replied. He walked right up to Nick and pulled him into his embrace. The older man ground his mouth into Nick's. At the same time, Nick felt him grab hold of his tool and squeeze it hard.
"You are a stud, Mr. Blake. You really are," Dean Smith observed after he finished planting a wet, sloppy kiss on Nick's lips. Nick wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. The dean's sudden move had taken him by surprise.
"Boy, that was weird," Nick observed, "I've never been kissed by a man before."
He felt the Dean stroke his cock and fondle his balls with his other hand.
"Have you ever been sucked off by a man before, Mr. Blake?" the dean asked hungrily as he played with his meat.
"No, never," Nick replied sheepishly. He realized that Dean Smith was really getting hot. Nick also felt a little scared. But he was determined to do exactly what the perverted man wanted in order not to be expelled. He knew that it was sexual blackmail. But he also knew that there was no other alternative.
"That means that I'll be the first, right?" the dean remarked. He pulled his hands from Nick's crotch and began to run his fingers across his underbelly. Then he let his hands go to Nick's shirt. He undid all the buttons, exposing Nick's muscular belly and hairy chest to his touch.
"Your body is very beautiful, Mr. Blake," Dean Smith said. He placed both his hands over Nick's pectorals and kneaded their heated firm flesh with his fingers.
"Thank you, sir," Nick managed with a nervous gulp.
"Now then, I want to suck this big penis of yours," Dean Smith said, grabbing hold of Nick's dong. He pulled on it, and led Nick across the thick carpeting of his office to his desk.
"Sit down, Mr. Blake," the dean directed, pointing to the edge of his mahogany desk. Nick did as the older man directed, spreading his legs wide to expose his hairy balls and erect cock meat. The dean lowered himself to a position on his knees in front of Nick's groin. His mouth was watering only inches from Nick's throbbing whang.
"Suck it. Go ahead," Nick directed, looking down at the impassioned man.
Nick felt the dean grab hold of his hard-on and shove it into his mouth. He sucked furiously at the ten-inch pole, biting the sides with his teeth. Nick placed his hands on the dean's head to hold it in position over his penis. Soon waves of sexual ecstasy began to surge through Nick's body. He felt his ball-juice rumbling around in his sweaty scrotal-sack, getting ready to blast out the head of his dong.
"Oh, suck it ... suck it ... " Nick moaned. He threw back his head and closed his eyes, savoring the feeling of Dean Smith's mouth working up and down the fleshy shaft.
"Eat my cock, sir. Suck it!" Nick gasped excitedly as the older man began to bite the knob-like head with little nips of his teeth. Nick thrust his hips forward over the edge of the desk, trying to give the dean the most access to his swollen organ.
Dean Smith brought his other hand to Nick's ball-pouch and began to fondle and squeeze the hairy nuts hungrily. At the same time, his head continued to bob up and down over Nick's penis, drawing his hot come-load right up the shaft. Nick knew that he was going to shoot an especially thick and heavy load of cream, too. All the excitement and tension from his confrontation with Diane and the dean had made him sexually excited, too.
"Suck it ... Oh, it feels so good! Suck it!! " Nick blurted out as the dean began to pull at the long blonde hairs that grew from his balls. Then the dean pulled the mammoth organ from between his lips and smiled up at Nick. He wiped his saliva-covered lips with the back of his arm.
"I think that this is the biggest cock that I've ever had before," the dean confessed with a look of wild abandon blazing in his depraved eyes. Nick shifted his ass on the edge of the desk and spread his legs as far apart as possible to show off his equipment.
"I've got the biggest cock on the whole campus," Nick admitted proudly. He reached down and stroked his organ a few times. The dean smiled and got off his hands and knees. He stood up in front of Nick, and placed his hands on his hairy thighs and leered hungrily.
"Well then, Mr. Blake, let's see just how well you use it," Dean Smith snickered. Nick looked at him curiously.
"What do you mean? You want me to beat off for you or something?" Nick inquired, actually sounding rather innocent. The dean threw back his head and laughed cruelly.
"Oh, no! I'm much more imaginative than that," the dean laughed. He began to unbuckle his own trousers as he looked at Nick and continued speaking.
"What then?" Nick asked.
"Well, I think that for me to judge Miss Sandeman's complaint against you fairly, I ought to have you reenact the crime," the dean smirked lasciviously as he pulled off his trousers. Then he slipped out of his underpants and stood naked before Nick. His tiny pecker and shriveled balls swung back and forth between his hairless, white legs.
"I still don't understand," Nick remarked, scratching his balls, "You want me to reenact the crime?? ? "
"Yes. Precisely," Dean Smith replied. He walked up to Nick and stood directly between his legs. Then he grabbed hold of Nick's cock and began to pump his bony hand up and down the reddish-purple shaft. Nick moaned and ground his ass around in a circle on top of the desk.
"You want me to fuck Diane in the ass again?? ! ! " Nick asked, genuinely puzzled. Again, the dean laughed and squeezed hard at Nick's distended penis.
"No, silly boy. I want you to fuck me up the ass!! " Dean Smith announced. Nick was stunned and sat silent for a few moments as he looked into the depraved face of the Dean.
"Fuck you?" Nick said, his voice cracking from the tension.
"That's right, Mr. Blake," Dean Smith said, "I want to feel this ten-inch tool rammed up my ass-hole." The older man squeezed Nick's dong harshly and then released it.
Dean Smith leaned across the mahogany desk and reached into one of his desk drawers. He pulled out a tube of clear lubricant jelly and spread some of it onto his fingers. Then he reached behind to his ass and smeared the sticky cream up and down the crack of his butt. Next he leaned face down across his desk and spread his legs. He glanced up at Nick and smiled salaciously.
"All right, Mr. Blake. Get busy with that cock," Dean Smith snickered lustfully. He shoved his buttocks backwards and wiggled them provocatively.
Nick looked at the older man, somewhat taken aback by his outrageous behavior. But nevertheless Nick hopped off the desk and positioned his meat behind the dean, getting ready to stick it up his ass. Although Nick had never screwed a man in the ass before, or even sucked cock, he was getting kind of excited by the whole proposition. Not only that, but if it meant not getting kicked out of Madison College, Nick would allow the dean to fuck his ass if he wanted. That was the only thing that mattered. For if he had to leave school in disgrace, Nick saw that he would not only lose a ready fuck with any girl on campus, but also all the prestige that went with being the campus stud.
"You want it all the way, sir?" Nick asked seriously as he placed his hands on the dean's waist to steady his quivering buttocks.
"Yes! Yes!! I want to feel the whole thing stuffed up my ass-hole," Dean Smith bellowed excitedly. Nick grabbed hold of his penis with one hand and spread apart the Dean's buns with the other. He drove forward with his cock until the bulging red head touched the puckered entrance to the dean's ass-hole, fingers clutched fiercely at the Dean's waist. Nick felt fingers clutched fiercely at the dean's waist. Nick felt
"Yes! Stick it in!! Stick it in!! " Dean Smith gasped wildly. He thrust back his hips and spread his legs as far apart as possible as he leaned-face down across the desk.
Nick felt his body break out in a sweat as he worked and ground his hips forward against the tiny orifice. Then he let go with a particularly vicious lunge. His meat popped through the vise-like sphincter muscles of Dean Smith's butt hole.
"Oooooohh! Yes! Stick it in, son! All the way!" the Dean panted excitedly. He thrust his buttocks backwards against Nick's groin and rotated his ass in big, circular motions over his cock. In response, slowly and methodically, Nick drove the palpitating cockmeat right up the well-greased shit-canal. Then he pulled it back a few inches and drove forward once again.
'Oh, yes! Yes ... Yes ... Yes..." the Dean cooed excitedly. He ground his hairless buttocks round and round over Nick's persistent penis.
"You like it, sir?" Nick quipped. He was really serious, though. He knew that lots of guys liked to get fucked up the ass, but as he had never done it before, he was really curious to know how it felt. Obviously, Dean Smith was loving every fucking moment of it. His eyes were clenched tightly shut and a big grin had spread across his silly face. He was moaning softly. Nick felt the older man tightening and loosening the muscles of his ass over his cock as it slid in and out of the greasy hole. He dug his fingers into the Dean's waist and continued to drive his meat in and out of the hot shit-chute in long, consistently even strokes. He felt his sperm-load foaming and getting hot down in his hairy balls. His scrotal-sac slapped noisily against the Dean's ass with each lunge.
"Stick it in all the way! I want to feel all ten inches inside me!" Dean Smith directed officiously.
Nick found himself a little reluctant. He had to admit that the Dean's ass-hole was just as tight and greasy as Diane's had been last night. But he was afraid to ram all ten inches into it for fear of tearing out the man's insides.
"But it'll hurt you!" Nick protested. The Dean raised his head from the green blotter on the desk and turned his head to look back at Nick.
"Look, Mr. Blake! Do as I say, or you're out of Madison!! ! " the Dean roared in a sex-crazed tone of voice.
"But my penis is too big, and..." Nick replied, genuinely concerned.
"Shut up!! ! Stick it all the way in!! ! " Dean Smith screamed at him hysterically. Then he felt the crazed man lunge his butt backwards into his groin. Unavoidably, Nick's meat went surging up the lust-crazed man's butt hole. All the way to the very hilt. Nicky felt the swollen head of his whanger smack hard against Dean Smith's prostate.
"Aaaahhhh! Yes! AH the way in. That's the way I like it," the Dean purred contentedly. He ground his lean white buttocks over and up and down around Nick's penis.
"Doesn't it hurt?" Nick asked, rather incredulous. Dean Smith's gaping ass-hole ring was now buried in the pubic hair of Nick's groin. The old man had all ten rock-hard inches of stud cockmeat shoved up his greasy crap-channel.
"No! It feels magnificent, Mr. Blake. Your cock feels so nice and tight. Push it around inside me!" Dean Smith directed as he lay writhing over the mahogany desk.
Nick did as he directed. He grabbed him firmly by the waist and withdrew his cock several inches. Then, with a vicious lunge, he drove his pulsating organ all the way back in to the very hilt.
"Aaahhhh!" Dean Smith moaned in a mixture of pleasure and pain, "Again! Do it again!! " Nick responded by pulling out his pecker most of the way, leaving only the fist-like head lodged right inside the ass-hole ring. He was beginning to enjoy the feeling of masterly control over the man he was screwing. And to tell the truth, Dean Smith's flaming butt hole was a lot tighter and greasier than Diane's had ever been.
"Yes!! Hard!! Ram it up my butt!! " the dean bellowed, crazed with animal lust.
"Then hold on, because I'm going to drive you across the desk," Nick chuckled sadistically. With that he bucked his hips forward with a sharp jerk, once again sinking all ten inches of hard cock up the old man's fiery hole.
"Aaaahhhh!! Aaaaahhhh!! ! " Dean Smith growled with ecstasy as Nick rammed his groin endlessly against his buttocks.
Soon Nick felt his ball-juice beginning to surge up the insides of his pole. It collected in the head and he knew that it would only be a matter of minutes before he would cream all over the insides of the dean's ass. His body had broken out into a sweat, and soaked through his shirt. But Nicholas continued to work his throbbing organ methodically and forcefully in and out of the dean's ass-hole with profound technical mastery.
"I'm getting ready to shoot my load. You want me to come in your ass?" Nick panted excitedly.
"No! No! Not up my ass," Dean Smith blurted out suddenly. Nick felt the crazed pervert tighten his sphincter muscles over the shaft of his cock and suck it further into his ass-hole.
"Oh, but it feels so good," Nick protested as he felt his sperm getting ready to spurt out the hole in the head of his dong. "But I want to watch your come blasting out of this big cock of yours. I want to see you have the orgasm of your lifetime!"
"I don't care, sir," Nick gasped crazily in reply, "Just as long as you don't kick me out of school. I'll do anything that you wish."
"Then just do as I say," the lust-crazed dean retorted angrily.
"Yes, sir." Then Nick felt the dean forcing his cock out of his ass-hole by squeezing his muscles tightly around the head of the shaft.
"Take it out, Mr. Blake," the old man directed. Nick held tightly to the dean's waist and slowly withdrew all ten inches of his pole from deep inside the man's ass. The dean winced with pain as Nick felt the sphincter muscles snap shut with a slurp.
"Very good, son," Dean Smith sighed with relief.
Nicky stepped back and looked down at his throbbing organ as it bobbed up and down. It glistened brightly in the office light with a mixture of greasy lubricant and anal juices. The dean rose from the desk and turned to face Nick. He sat down on the edge of the blotter and smiled at him hungrily. Nick shuffled his feet nervously as he felt the dean's eyes scrutinizing his naked flesh.
"You'll like this part, Mr. Blake," Dean Smith laughed strangely, "Sit down in that chair and spread your legs." Dean Smith was pointing to a large red leather chair that sat in a corner of the room. Nick walked quickly to it and sat down, spreading his legs wide apart and allowing them to dangle over the arms. The dean followed him and crouched on the floor at the foot of where Nick now sat.
"Is this far enough?" Nick asked, glancing down at the dean.
"Not quite. Grab your ankles, Mr. Blake, and let me see that tight little ass-hole of yours!" Dean Smith directed hungrily. Nick did as he directed, pulling his feet up to either side of his head, grasping firmly on his ankles.
"Like this?" he asked.
"Yes! That's excellent, Mr. Blake!" the dean panted, now wild with perverted lust. Nick felt his buttocks part. He knew that his anus was now completely exposed to Dean Smith's gaze. He wondered what the crazed old man had in store.
He didn't have to wait long. Within seconds of exposing his hairy ass-hole, Nick felt the dean's tongue flicking at the sensitive flesh. The feeling was fantastic and Nick realized that this was a totally new experience. He had never had his ass licked before, and it was really turning him on.
"Lick it out! Aaahhhh ... It feels so good," Nick gasped excitedly as he felt the dean's lips press down over his puckered ass-hole. He felt the old man's lips bite and nibble at the hairy flesh that surrounded the tiny orifice. Soon, Nick found himself writhing about insanely as he sat in the chair, grasping his ankles high over his head.
"I bet that Miss Sandeman never did it like this before. Am I right, Mr. Blake?" Dean Smith asked excitedly.
"No! Never!! " Nick panted crazily in reply. He continued to writhe and squirm as he felt the dean's tongue lick and lave maddeningly at the fiery orifice. Nick dug his nails into the leather arms of the chair and threw back his head. He clenched his teeth tightly together and thrashed his head back and forth, savoring the incredible feeling of getting his ass rimmed by the lust-ridden dean.
"Lick it out! Lick my ass! Aaahhh!" Nick panted wildly. His cock was rock-hard as it lay against his belly, the head grinding against the coarse blonde hairs that grew across his stomach.
"I'm going to come! I'm getting ready to come!! " Nick screamed out suddenly. The rough scraping of the hairs on his belly against the sensitive flesh of his cockhead took Nick over the brink. He dug his fingers into the leather arms of the chair and thrust his groin high into the air, raising his body right off the cushion. Every muscle in his body tensed as they prepared for his onrushing climax.
"Hold it, Mr. Blake!! " Dean Smith screamed at him. But Nick was almost beyond caring. He felt a surging rush of ball-juice come surging up his shaft, and collect in the fist-like head of his dong. The pressure was unbearable. Then suddenly, he felt Dean Smith's mouth clamp down over the throbbing meat. At the same time, Nick felt one of the dean's fingers go flying up his steaming ass-hole.
Nick screamed out in pain as his virgin butt had never been violated with such cruelty. Yet as he screamed, he felt his cock let loose. Nick felt his entire body go rigid. He rammed his meat deep into the dean's throat, clenched the muscles of his ass over the dean's fingers, and let it happen.
"Aaah!! Aaahhh!! Aahhhh!! ! ! " Nick screamed out crazily as his cockhead shot off, blasting spurt after spurt of thick, oozy come into the dean's eager mouth. Nick thrashed his body crazily all around the chair, sweat pouring from his body making his flesh glisten.
"Suck me! Suck it all out!! Faster! Faster!" Nick screamed crazily as his throbbing dong continued to pump gobs and gobs of white, jelly-like gism into the dean's mouth and over Nick's tool, one hand grasping the shaft, the other probing the sensitive flesh of his ass-hole.
"Oh, suck it all out!" Nick bellowed fiercely. He tossed his head from side to side. A look of pain mixed with pleasure, crossed his face. Sweat poured from his naked thighs onto the leather of the chair as Nick groaned and squirmed against his massive orgasm. Then when his meat had blasted the final load of ball-juice down Dean Smith's throat, Nick's body collapsed wearily back into the chair. He sat there, his eyes screwed tightly shut, his mouth hanging open, clawing at the leather and gasping frantically for air. His stomach and hairy chest heaved senselessly up and down. Meanwhile, Dean Smith continued to suck and lave at his big, hairy balls, then down his thighs, finally bringing his mouth to Nick's cock and was now laving and licking the sides of the glistening shaft with his tongue. Nick opened his eyes and watched excitedly.
"Lick it! Lick all the damn come off my cock!" he panted passionately. Then Dean Smith looked up at him and smiled as he grasped firmly at the receding meat. At the same time, the depraved old man started working his finger faster and faster in and out of Nick's hairy ass-hole.
"Oh, that's it! Keep finger-fucking my butt!! " Nick directed excitedly. He ground his buttocks around and around over the probing digit.
"Did you enjoy getting your cock sucked, Mr. Blake?" Dean Smith asked him curiously. Then he bent his head and slurped up a few final strands of white gism from the shiny head of Nick's bulging tool.
"Yes! Yes! I loved it, sir!" Nick gasped wearily as he sat totally depleted in the chair. He had thrown one of his arms across his face to mask the awful bliss of the blast.
"Do you like the feel of my finger up this tight little virgin ass-hole of yours?" Dean Smith inquired salaciously as he poked and probed at the sensitive shit-chute.
"Yes. It feels fantastic. I've never let a man do it to me before, but this time I really enjoyed it," Nick confessed honestly.
Suddenly Nick felt the dean pull his digit from deep inside his ass. Nick let out a little yelp of pain as his sphincter muscles snapped shut. He grimaced at the burning sensation. Then he looked up, to see Dean Smith standing over him, shaking his head back and forth seriously.
"What is it?" Nick asked, rather puzzled. Dean Smith didn't answer. He hurriedly got dressed as Nick sat in the chair, heaving and sighing, trying desperately to regain his breath. Presently the depraved man returned to where Nicky sat and glared down at him disapprovingly.
"Get dressed, Mr. Blake!! " Dean Smith commanded imperiously, placing his hands sternly on his hips.
"Shit! Give me a few minutes. That was one hell of a blow-job that you gave me, sir," Nick protested.
"I hope you realize, Mr. Blake, that I was merely testing you," Dean Smith remarked. Nick sat in the chair and looked intently into the dean's frowning face. The man turned abruptly and walked back to his desk. He sat down on the edge and toyed with his yellow pencil menacingly.
"You heard what I said, Mr. Blake! Get dressed! And then get out!" Dean Smith screamed, totally outraged.