Harry, Fraternity Bitch, Part 3

by BubbleButtLuvr

It had been several weeks since Harry's encounter with Seymour & the men of Kappa Chi. At first the experience had humbled him. He was different. Much more subdued with less bravado. It was as if someone had let all the wind out of his sail. But as the weeks passed by his old arrogance can back with a vengeance. It was almost as if he were over compensating for the humiliation and ridicule Seymour and all his loser friends put him through.

He would grow flush with embarrassment every time he remembered the way they made him parade around in his sheer white nylon French cut panties and put on a "fashion show" for them. He could still hear Seymour's nasal voice whining, "Now shake that plump ass for my brothers." He could still feel their massive tools slipping down his throat and taste their warm salty loads. He could still feel Seymour's massive tool pounding into his tight pucker. And as he dwelt on these thoughts he no longer felt submissive. He now felt rage. He had to remind them that he was the one in charge and they were worthless.

So, as time passed by Harry began to unleash his anger on the guys of Kappa Chi once more in some twisted attempt to undo what they had put him through. This did not go unnoticed by Seymour. The only reason Harry had even submitted to the humiliation in the first place was to get back the video and pictures that Seymour and his friends had on him in his revealing little panties.

Seymour promised to give him back all the footage they had shot on him using a hidden cam they had placed in his room. But what Harry didn't know was that Seymour had shot new footage that night in the Frat house. As Harry sucked off every brother at Kappa Chi and took it up the ass from Seymour the whole encounter was caught on video and based on Harry's attitude Seymour felt it was time to use this footage to get Harry back in line and remind him that he was no longer the man in charge.

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Harry was sound asleep in bed next to Jenny. The alarm clock radio went off blaring some One Hit Wonders signature song for the 80's. Jenny rolled over to see the big red numbers state that it was 7:00. Why did she ever schedule an 8 AM class on a Monday. Harry had the right idea his first class wasn't until 11:00.

She switched off the clock and looked over at Harry who was still fast asleep. He had stopped by her room last night after a quick workout at the campus gym. He hadn't planned on spending the night but one thing led to another and pretty soon his gym clothes were in a pile on the floor and they were going at it like animals.

Jenny dragged herself out of bed and plopped down in front of her computer screen to check her e-mails, as she did every morning. She logged in and found that she only had one today and it was from Seymour Manning. "That's odd,” she said to herself. She knew Seymour but only very casually. She might see him on campus and smile or say a quick hello but that was it. They never really had even had a full fledged conversation. The subject line read I THOUGHT YOU SHOULD KNOW. This got the better of Jenny's curiosity so she clicked on the email to open it.

There was no message in the body of the email just what appeared to be a video link so she clicked on it. She was in no way prepared for the sight that greeted her. The video had no sound but the image was enough. It was Harry. He was wearing some sheer underpants. No panties. Harry was wearing panties. They were French cut and see thru and he was parading around for a bunch of people in hooded robes. Now his back was facing the camera and he was shaking his big full bottom. It swayed from side to side looking as it would break free from the scant under garment but it never did.

Jenny continued to watch as the image changed to one of Harry on his knees sucking a massive dick. Jenny felt herself go numb as Harry crawled over to yet another cock and began taking the massive organ down his throat. Next Harry was on all fours taking another cock up his ass. It was Seymour. Harry was being fucked by Seymour Manning as the rest of the guys of Kappa Chi watched!!!!!

Seymour had done an excellent job of editing the video. Such an excellent job that anyone watch would have thought that Harry was a 100% willing participant. There was no audio to catch Harry's pleas of "Do I have to do this?" or "Please don't make me suck his dick." And the video was spliced just so that Harry's pleading looks were never seen. So, from Jenny's perspective Harry was in his glory being used as a cum dump.

Shock turned to anger which turned to rage. In a split second Jenny was out of the chair and in the bed on top of Harry. Her petite fist wailing away on him scream, “You fucking faggot!!!"

Harry awake dazed and confused. He put his hands up to block the blows. Grabbing both Jenny's wrists he rolled on top of her pinning her to the bed. She looked up at him and screamed, "QUEER!!!" Then she spit in his face.

Harry's head began to spin. What was she talking about? What did she know. He had gotten all the pictures back from Seymour and he was always discrete when he chose to hook up with a guy so what could she know. He decided to play dumb, which wasn't hard for Harry. "What are you talkin' about, Jenny?"

"I saw the video!"

Shocked harry released his grip on her wrists and said,” Video? What video?"

"As if you didn't know!" snapped Jenny as she pushed Harry off her and jumped to her feet. She stomped over to her computer and clicked play on the media player. The image of Harry in his French cut panties filled the screen. Harry watched in amazement at what he saw. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. It was him in the video and he knew that he had been black mailed into participating but he had to admit that if he didn't know better it would have looked like he was a willing participant.

"Jenny, you have to let me explain. It's not how it looks."

"So, you’re not sucking dick and taking it up the ass!!!?"

Harry blushed, "Yes, but I was black mailed into it. You gotta believe me."

"Right!"

"It's true, Jenny. Honest."

With that Jenny walked over to where Harry sat on the bed and slapped him hard across the face. "Get the fuck out!!!! I never wanna see you again you fucking faggot!!!"

Jenny picked up Harry's workout clothes and threw them at him. "OUT!" she wailed.

Harry stood the sheet falling to the floor revealing his naked muscular form. "Please, Jenny."

Jenny scooped up Harry's clothes and threw them into the hallway as she held the door open and screamed,"I said get OUT!!!"

By this time a crowd of young women had gathered in the hall to see what all the commotion was. Harry knew it was no use talking to Jenny right now so he relented. He went walking out into the hall completely naked, his 8.5" flaccid penis flopping freely before all the girls in Jenny's dorm. He bent down to gather up all his clothes which were scattered down the hall. The girls snickered and laughed seeing the 6' tall muscular Adonis reduced to a broken little boy. Harry heard them talking about him like a piece of meat, judging his body, and talking about the size of his cut cock. Hearing them discuss the size and shape of his ass. One girl said it was too big while another claimed to like them big.

Harry slipped his jock strap on over his muscular thighs, then his T-shirt and running shorts and finally his socks and sneakers. As he dressed his rage grew. Seymour had double crossed him and for that he would pay. Harry bolted from the building to a round of cat calls and whistles from all the girls in the hall. As he departed he said, "Seymour your ass is mine!"

One of the girls, Mindy, broke free from the crowd and made her way down to Jenny's room. She knocked on the door softly. From inside she could her Jenny crying so without invitation she pushed the door slowly open and found Jenny on the bed crying. Jenny looked up and saw her best friend Mindy standing there.

"What did that man do now?" she asked. "I always told you he was no good." This was true Mindy was always bad mouthing Harry since the day she met him. She found him to be arrogant and way too cocky for his own good, which was also true.

Through her tears Jenny shared the whole story with Mindy and even showed her the video. For once Mindy was silent. She didn't know what to say to her friend. She finally found the words,” Gay? Well, that explains his overly macho attitude. He was obviously trying to overcompensate for his homosexual desires."

Jenny rolled her eyes. Mindy was a psych major and was always analyzing everyone.

"Well, I guess that explains the comment he made as he left here.” said Mindy.

"What comment?"

"Something about wanting Seymour's ass.” said Mindy completely confusing what Harry had said and what he had meant.

"You mean I just broke up with him and he's gonna go fuck a guy!?", wailed Jenny.

"Men are pigs, honey."

Jenny jumped to her feet. "Get Dressed, Mindy. We're gonna follow him so I can give him a piece of my mind. If he's looking for Seymour I bet he is headed for The Kappa Chi Fraternity house.

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Harry ran across campus, his anger building. Seymour had double crossed him and he was gonna pay big. Harry ran up the steps of the Kappa Chi frat house. He began banging on the door like a wild man. The door was opened by Lester, one of the brothers. Harry pushed the door in causing Lester to fall back and land on the floor, when he did his blue cotton robe came open and out flopped his fat flaccid 10" dick. As soon as Harry saw it his mind flashed to the night he had been forced to suck it along with the rest of the men of Kappa Chi and his rage grew strong.

He grabbed Lester by his rob and pulled him to his feet yelling, "Okay, loser where is he? Where's Seymour!!?"

Before Lester could respond Harry heard Seymour's nasal voice from behind,” I’m right here, Harry. What can I do for you?" Harry turned to see Seymour coming down the stares in a white terry cloth bath robe. Harry released Lester and made his way for Seymour.

"You fucking nerd. You double crossed me!!! I could fuckin' kill you!!!!?

Seymour was cool, "Temper, temper, Harry. How did I double cross you?"

"You said you would return all the pics and video you had on me and you didn't! Then you sent that video to Jenny! She fuckin' dumped my, loser!!! And you’re gonna pay!!"

Seymour responded,” Harry, I told you I would give you all the video and pictures that we had on you from your room at your frat house. And I did give you all of that. The video I sent Jenny was taken here and was never part of the bargain."

Harry had to admit that this was true. "But you never told me you were filming more footage, asshole!"

"Well knowing you the way I do I knew we needed some insurance. I had a feeling that once you had everything you might go back to your old obnoxious self. And you did. It seems the only concept you understand is punishment and reward. You have been treating us very shabbily again so I felt you needed punished to bring you back into submission."

You fuckin' loser! I won't submit to you!"

"But, you have.” sneered Seymour. "Would you like to see the video?"

Harry lunged at Seymour grabbing him by his robe, "I oughta take your head off right now."

Calmly Seymour said, "Then I would be forced to post the video on line for all your brothers to see. For that matter the whole world could view the big football hero taking it up the ass by, what was it you called me? Ah, yes, a nerd."

By this time the whole house had gathered at the base of the stairs to see what all the commotion was about. Seymour's eleven brothers were in various states of dress and undress as they were getting ready for class. Some were fully dressed. Others were in pajamas, the old cotton kind with matching button down top that nobody wore anymore. Some in bath robes. A couple in briefs, tighty whites that were pulled up way too high past the navel. And one brother had a towel wrapped around his waist.

Harry got close to Seymour, his hot breath beating down on the young man's face and hissed, "Fuck you Seymour."

"Interesting concept, Harry. Only it is we who will be fucking you."

"No fuckin' way are you and your loser friend gonna fuck me."

"I did before, Harry."

There was a round of laughs from the brothers. Seymour spoke again, "Do you remember when I spoke of punishment and reward? Well it is time for your punishment. Now drop your pants and get on all fours."

Harry pushed Seymour, "Like hell!"

"Fine then today I’ll post the video. What you need to understand and accept is that we own you now. You are our bitch."

Harry looked around at the group of scrawny men around him. How did this happen? How did he lose the power? And how did they gain it. Here he was once more being dominated by them. At the same time something strange was happening to Harry. Something he didn't care to admit to himself the last time he was here but it was true all the same. For some unknown reason as much as he hated these losers and hated being dominated and even humiliated by them there was a part of him that got off on it. He could feel his cock stiffening in his jock at the thought of having to take all their huge cocks up his ass. Harry was confused and conflicted between anger, humiliation and arousal. He couldn't let them know that there was a part of him that enjoyed their twisted game.

"I'm no ones bitch, loser!"

"Fine then by 3:00 today your video will be all over the web. Unless you drop trowel and submit."

Harry knew he had no choice. He had lost Jenny already he couldn't lose anything else. Plus there was a part of him that wanted this. As much as he hated it he knew he needed it. With hatred in his eyes Harry pulled his T-shirt over his head and yanked down his short. Clad in just his jock Harry stepped from his shorts, his cock was semi erect as he said,"Let's get this over with."

Harry's semi hard cock did not go unnoticed by the brothers who got a good laugh over it. "Looks like he wants it bad.", comment Wally, one of the brothers. Harry shot him a mean look as he covered the pouch of his jock with both hands. This got another laugh.

"On all fours!", ordered Seymour.

Slowly Harry turned and got down aiming his ass skyward like a bitch in heat. So conflicted by what he was feeling. The last time he had been in this situation he refused to admit to himself how much he had been turned on at being dominated by this group of losers but now again in this situation he could lie to himself no more. He wanted this. But, he would never let them know that.

All the brothers began to gather in the living room where Harry was down on all fours. To his brothers Seymour said, "Strip men. Today we all get a crack at his bum."

'Bum', thought Harry. Who says bum? What a nerd. But Harry felt his heart skip a beat. As much as he hated these nerds part of him wanted to feel their fat pulsating cocks in his tight jock hole. Next Seymour instructed his brothers to line up behind Harry so they could each get a turn.

Wilmore was first. He got behind Harry and took aim at his pucker. "His bottom is too big. Can someone come over here and spread his cheeks so I can find his hole."

Wally and Lester got on either side of Harry. Each grabbed one of his over inflated cheeks and spread them wide exposing his pink tightness to Wilmore. Harry blushed with shame. Wilmore's cock head made contact with Harry's hole. It was at this point that Harry realized not only were they gonna fuck him bare but also dry.

"Please.", said Harry. "At least use some lube."

I thought you were such a tough guy.", snapped Seymour. "What you can't take a little pain?"

Through clenched teeth Harry snarled, "I can take whatever you losers can dish out."

With that Wilmore forcefully rammed his rock hard dong deep inside Harry. Harry pitched forward but Wilmore grabbed his muscular thighs and pulled him back in. "FUUUUUUCCKKKK!!!!!!!", screamed harry in obvious pain. Wilmore didn't budge. He just held Harry in place.

"Take it out! Please!!", begged Harry. "It's too fuckin' big to take all at once."

"Tough.", snapped Seymour. "Fuck him Wilmore."

Wilmore began to pump in and out of Harry. With each thrust Harry screamed out in pain. This was the most degrading thing that had ever happened to him. Here he was the big college jock being made to take it up the ass by the biggest group of wimps and losers ion campus. He hated them and at the same time his dick grew harder at this new level of humiliation. Wilmore continued to pump Harry's over plump ass and though it still hurt there was also a new feeling--one of pleasure taking over Harry.

From the archway leading from the hallway into the living room came a loud cry followed by,” I knew you were a fucking queer!!!!" Every man in the room turned in the direction of the voice. It was Jenny with Mindy at her side. When Harry had barged in he had left the door open and she and Mindy were able to just come walking in.

Still on all fours with Wilmore inside him Harry said,” Jenny, It's not what it looks like."

"Funny cause it looks like you’re the fraternity bitch.” retorted Jenny.

Harry's face was glowing red with shame. It was bad enough that Jenny had seen the video but for her to see him like this in person. To have her see him with a cock up his ass screaming out in pain and pleasure was more than he could take. But still his cock didn't go down. Oddly enough it got harder. The head of Harry's own fat prick was now popping out the waistband of his jock.

Jenny and Mindy made their way into the room. Then Jenny said, "You like dick so much Harry fine." Then to Seymour and the rest of the frat she said,"Fuck him, while we watch." And she and Mindy plopped themselves down on the sofa.

"Nooooo!", pleaded Harry.

Jenny looked at Wilmore and said. "Fuck him. Fuck him hard like the bitch he is."

The whole frat laughed. Harry flushed red. Wilmore began to pick up speed. Harry yelled out at the sudden quick thrusting. Wilmore let out a yalp of sorts as he exploded in Harry's ass. He pulled his still hard cock from Harry and slapped it on the deflated jocks plump booty. His cum was dripping from Harry's hole. Harry closed his eyes he couldn't even look at anyone he was some beyond embarrassed. But his cock continued to throb.

Before he even had a chance to realize Wilmore's cock was out of him Wally was behind Harry shoving his own huge piece inside him. Wally was just as big but Wilmore had loosened Harry's tight ass hole and his cum acted as a sort of lube so it didn't hurt as bad. But Harry still yelled out as Wally invaded him.

"Take it Harry. That's what you like isn't it?” said Jenny.

"No." replied Harry.

"We might believe that if your cock was hard, Harry.” giggled Mindy.

Then Jenny pointed to two of the brothers Harry didn't know. "You two get in front of him. Since he likes dick so much both of you feed him yours."

Again Harry shouted, "No. Jenny please don't do this."

Jenny shot him a look of contempt as she said, "Suck them Harry. You know you want to."

And it was true he did want to. As much as he hated what was happening to him there was an odd unexplored part of Harry that was getting off on this whole twisted scene. But, once again Harry vowed that that would be his secret.

Wally thrust into Harry hard. Harry let out a yell and as his mouth opened wide both men who were now standing before Harry shoved their fat schlongs in his mouth. They were massive and barely fit in but that didn't stop the two geeks from forcing them in. Harry thought his jaw would come unhinged.

Wally's smooth hands were all over Harry's meaty manly ass cheeks as he slammed into him. The two geeks in front of Harry continued to molest his mouth, their large nuts bouncing off his chin. Drool was running down Harry's face and his eyes were beginning to water. One of these cocks would be hard to suck but both at the same time was almost impossible. He was having trouble breathing.

Jenny was barking orders left and right. She was furious with harry and was enjoying humiliating him for what he had done to her. Seymour couldn't be happier with how things were shaping up. He gladly stood back and let Jenny lead things.

Jenny got up from her seat on the sofa and knelt down beside Harry. Her face just inches from his as she said, "You are nothing but a filthy cock sucker."

At hearing these words Harry felt his cock twitch. Why was he getting off on this? It was a nightmare. He hated it. Yet still here he was hard and throbbing. Out of the corner of his eye with both cocks still down his throat Harry looked at Jenny and tried to shake his head no.

Wally let out a gasp as his own hot seed spilled into Harry's sloppy cunt. As Wally pulled out Jenny reached back and slapped Harry hard on his left buttock. "That's a good whore"

Jenny stood and said, "Time to switch positions." She instructed Harry to lie on this back and pull his cock out of the side of his jock. She then told another brother Dustin to fuck Harry. She instructed Harry to stroke himself. And she told Seymour to sit on Harry's face and force feed him his ass.

Jenny had such an air of authority that no one dared say no. Seymour squatted over Harry's face. His ass cheeks spreading exposing his hole. His huge cock and low hanging nuts rested on Harry's chin as he ground his ass hole in the helpless jocks face. "Lick my hole!” ordered Seymour.

Dustin began ramming into Harry. He could feel the cum of the brothers who came before him causing his over sized endowment to glide easy. Harry stuck out his tongue and began licking around Seymour's brown button. Seymour moaned and pushed his ass deeper into Harry's face. Harry's tongue slid easily into Seymour as he licked his ass from the inside.

"Stroke that jock cock for us, Harry.", ordered Jenny.

Harry was completely humiliated and completely aroused as he began stroking his own engorged schlong. Dustin continued to ram his rigid cock into the football studs fat tight ass. Seymour was moaning loudly and rubbing his ass crack along Harry's face as Harry lapped at his hole like a cheap slut beating his own fat meat mindlessly. Jenny, Mindy & the other brothers just watched.

Soon Dustin shot a wad of his own juices deep inside Harry. Once Dustin pulled out Jenny ordered Harry over the arm of the sofa so Dilbert could fuck him. Next he was fucked on the pool table, followed by on top of the coffee table. Next he was made to ride several cocks as he himself was forced to impale himself on the large fuck sticks. Jenny order Harry all over the room and instructed him to take every dick imaginable in every position imaginable while he eat ass or sucked cock.

Hours passed as Harry was belittled by Jenny, Mindy & the brothers of Kappa Chi. Finally it was Seymour’s turn with Harry. Seymour wanted him on his back. Once again Harry lay down on the floor with his legs above his head. His fat cock was still hanging from the side of his jock and still rock hard. Harry couldn't believe the humiliation he was being made to endure. But, more than that he couldn't believe how much he was getting of on it. He hated these losers but some how this felt right. And that made him hate them more.

As Seymour entered Harry's sloppy well used hole Jenny ordered the other brothers to form a circle around them and jack off. That way when each brother dropped his load he would cum all over Harry.

Harry's ass was numb by this point but the rubbing on his prostate still felt good and against his will his cock stayed hard. Seymour would thrust in and the pull out fast. And then just as Harry was getting used to not having a cock in him Seymour would drive himself the whole way into Harry causing the deflated jock to scream out. The brothers would laugh out loud every time Seymour got Harry to scream out.

Then one by one Seymour's eleven frat brothers began to cum; each warm sticky load landing somewhere on Harry's well muscled body. One load hit his chest; another on his left thigh, another landed in his hair, while another stream draped his face just missing his eye but landing in his open mouth.

Seymour had gotten a good rhythm going and as he slammed into Harry he said,” Never forget you belong to Kappa Chi now. You are our bitch."

The humiliation was so great Harry had to look away as another load of cum landed on him; then another. Finally all the brothers had gotten off again. Harry was coated in their juices and looked like a glazed donut. With one big thrust Seymour pushed into Harry one final time as he exploded inside the well spent jock. The last thrust was all Harry could take as he too erupted in a geyser of cum. His own sticky substances mingling with the cum of the other brothers. As he came Harry let out a scream of erotic release.

Seymour pulled his fat prick from Harry's dripping ass hole. Jenny and Mindy got up from their seats and came over to where Harry lay. Jenny looked down at Harry with disgust and said, "And you said you didn't like you. You make me sick. We're through!" She then spit in his face and with that she and Mindy stormed out of the frat. Harry heard both women laugh at him as they left. He was beyond degraded.

Seymour threw Harry's clothes at him and said in his nasal voice, "Now get out. We are done with you for now. And remember you are Kappa Chi's bitch now. So treat us with respect. You never know if this encounter has been filmed. And if it has you wouldn't want your brothers to see it would you?"

Harry just stared open mouthed at Seymour. No words would come to him. Defeated Harry stood and slipped into his clothes quickly. Not even bothering to wipe off the cum. All he said was, "No, sir." as he slunk out the door into the morning sun to make the walk of shame across campus smelling of sex and glistening with cum.

Harry felt a new level of hate for Seymour and his brothers as he thought about what he was forced to endure at their hands. But then as he thought about it, his cock began to stir once again.

The End

Harry & The Fraternity Nerds Part 2

by BubbleButtLuvr

It had been three months since Harry's girlfriend, Jenny, had talked him into wearing here sheer white lacey thong. The deal had been that if he would wear her thong all day she would finally give him head for the first time. Harry did it and then after a surprise football practice was called he wound up having the entire team plus the coach see him in her scant little panties.

Harry had always enjoyed wearing skimpy little bikini briefs. The smaller they were the more he liked ‘em. He liked them so small that his rock hard bubble butt would spill out the leg bands. Harry was a true exhibitionist. He love the attention that he got in the locker room at the gym as the other guys saw him in his tiny underwear. But ever since the day Harry had worn Jenny's thong he found that he really enjoyed wearing women's panties. The fabric was so much softer and the cut so much small and revealing. Harry found himself sneaking into Jenny's panty drawer so that she wouldn't know that he was wearing them.

Soon he started making trips to Victoria's Secret buying panties for himself. Silk, lace & mesh. Sheer and see thru bikinis & thongs--the smaller the better. Of course all the sales clerks assumed that they were for his girlfriend, only Harry knew the truth. He would be way too embarrassed to have anyone know he liked wearing women's panties.

He was a well muscled jock with six pack abs, big muscular chest, bulging biceps & an ass that ballooned out four inches from the rest of his big jock body. No one would believe that Harry got off on wearing women's underwear. Harry's face burned hot with embarrassment just thinking how humiliated he would be if anyone knew his fetish or even worse if anyone had ever actually seen him wearing sexy little under garments. Not even Jenny knew. It was one thing for him to do it as a dare in exchange for something from her but he was afraid that if she knew he enjoyed it she would break up with him. Not to mention the humiliation he would feel.

You would have thought that Harry's fears of being publicly humiliated would have made him much more understanding of others but this was not the case. Harry was the stereotypical frat boy. And he and all his fraternity brothers enjoyed nothing more than publicly humiliating those that they saw as different or weak.

It was just last week that Harry & his frat had played a particularly cruel prank on Seymor Manning, the president of another fraternity on campus. Seymour's frat was made up of all the guys on campus who would be considered nerds or geeks. They were computer geeks & physics majors--the kind of guys who wore plaids with strips and wouldn't be caught dead without pocket protectors. Most wore glasses and a few even had the stereotypical tape holding the broken frames together. That was something that always gave Harry a great chuckle. It was the classic nerd look from the movies. Something he assumed Hollywood had created but this group of guys were real and doing it. It made Harry laugh every time he saw it.

Anyway, Seymour was set to give a speech during a special parent’s weekend. He was on the platform at the podium and began his speech. Then from out of no where Harry, wearing a ski mask, came bolting out from behind the stage and ran up behind the unsuspecting young man. Before Seymour even knew what had happened Harry had yank his pants down to his ankles as he whispered in his ear, "This is from me and all my brothers at Omega Chi." But worse than that Harry hadn't just pulled down his pants but made sure to pull down his tightie whities as well leave poor Seymour completely exposed before the entire student body, faculty and all the visiting parents.

Seymour was a very lean and lanky young man. He couldn't have weighted more the 120 lbs. soaking wet but the club that swung between his legs was massive. Even flaccid it hung down at least a good nine inches and was as thick as a soda can. He wasn't very hairy even at 20 years old so there was just a dusting of peach fuzz on his lemon sized low hanging nuts and a few wisps above his cock.

There was a loud roar of laughter from the audience. Once Harry had pantsed the unsuspecting nerd he kept running and was gone before anyone could see who he was. His huge dong swung freely as he reached down and tried to cover himself with his hands but it was pointless, his manhood was so big he couldn't possibly hope to over it with just his hands. But, the sight of him trying instigated even more laughter.

He then bent down to pull up his pants but somehow they got caught up in his shoes and as he pulled up he lost his balance falling flat on his face. His small round bottom aimed at the laughing crowd. He then got on his knees to pull himself up and as he did he spread his scrawny thighs which caused his tiny ass cheeks to spread and he wound up flashing his pink button to the crowd, which got another huge laugh. Finally Seymour got to his feet and was able to pull up his pants, slipping his long fat prick down his thigh before fastening the button and running off stage.

No one may have seen who pantsed poor Seymour but he knew that voice. He knew it belonged to Harry and at that moment as his face glowed bright red with humiliation he vowed he would get revenge. And when he did it would be severe.

It was now a week after the prank that Harry had played on Seymour and all the campus was still laughing at Seymour's shame. All were shocked to see how well Seymour was hung and agreed that a dick that size on a guy that geeky was a total waste. It wasn't like he would get much chance to use it.

When Harry returned from class that day there was a manila envelope in the mail addressed to him with no return address. Harry open the envelope curious to find what was inside. What was inside were two smaller white envelopes. One felt rather light but the other felt as if there was something a little more substantial in it, it was this second envelope Harry opened first.

He tore the corner of the envelope carefully and let the contents fall into his hands. As he got a look at what he held Harry let out an audible gasp. It was seven full cover 4 x 5 photos of him. But not just any photos of him. These were special photos. These photos were all of him wearing his skimpy little panties. In the first he wore pink silk panties; in the second black cotton panties. The third had him in a pink, green & white stripped thong. In the forth he wore a yellow mesh French cut bikini. Number five had him in a white cotton thong with little blue flowers all over it. In the sixth he was in a red silk thong and in the last he wore purple fishnet panties with little black bows on either side.

Harry's face burned hot from embarrassment. He scooped up all the contents of the envelope and raced to his room, slamming and locking the door behind him. Once safely locked in Harry pulled out the photos again and took another look at them. He now realized that all of these photos were photos of him in the thongs and panties and had worn this past week. He then noticed that the pictures were all taken from inside his bedroom. How could this be?

All the pictures seemed to be taken from the same angle. In each shot Harry was standing in front of his mirror so that in the picture you could see his big round ass spilling from the panties as well as his package reflected in the mirror. And all the pics seemed to be taken from above. Harry looked across the room and up high. There was a vent directly across from his mirror. Harry grabbed the chair from his desk and pulled it over to the vent. He climbed up on the chair and pulled the cover from the vent. Inside there was a small wireless camera. Harry pulled it out and threw it to the floor. He then jumped off the chair pouncing on top of it smashing the cam.

He then tore open the second envelope and pulled out the single sheet of paper which simply read BE AT THE KAPPA CHI FRATERNITY HOUSE TONIGHT AT 9:00 OR THESE PICS AND MORE GET POSTED ON THE INTERNET!!!

Harry was in shock as he stared wide eyed at the "invitation". Seymour Manning had to be behind this to pay Harry back for his prank. He and his geeky brothers must have snuck into the house when no one was home and set up a cam in Harry's vent. Harry blushed uncontrollably as he thought about those fuckin' geek's seeing him in his sexy little panties; his huge butt cheeks pouring out the back of the itty bitty panties.

He couldn't believe what was happening to him. He was a star athlete on the school's football team. He was actually in school on a football scholarship. If these pics got out he would surely be kicked off the team in disgrace for bringing shame to the team and even if he wasn't he would surely be laughed off the team. And if got kicked off the team he would have to leave school.

Jenny would surely leave him. He hadn't even been able to tell her he was bisexual. If she found this out she would assume he was a cross dresser or totally gay or whatever, but whatever she thought he knew she would never understand how hot the sexy little panties made him feel--and how he was still all man. This could have an irreversible effect on the rest of his life if those pictures made it to the Internet. Harry knew he had no choice. He would have to do as the note said and try to reason with the nerds at Kappa Chi.

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That night at 9:00 sharp Harry found himself knocking on the door of Kappa Chi. The door opened slowly to reveal a hooded figure all in black. Harry was incredibly uncomfortable. "I got a note asking me to stop by tonight at nine."

"Yes, said the hooded young man. President Manning is expecting you. Enter.", with that the figured stepped back so Harry could enter. The figure closed the door and Harry looked around. The hallway was dark with the exception of a few candles.

"Follow me.", stated the figure in a high pitched nasal voice. Harry recognized the voice of Wally, Kappa Chi's Vice President. Harry followed him down the hallway, the flames of the candles flickering as the past. At the end of the hallway was a pocket door. Wally reached out and slide the door open. They entered the room, which Harry realized was a living room. But all the furniture was pushed to either side of the room. All the lights were off and the room was lit by candle light.

At the far end of the room, at the end of a long red velvet runner there was a sort of throne. On the throne sat another hooded figure. Along each side of the runner there were five hard wood chairs. Each chair had a hooded figure seated in it.

Once inside Wally pulled the door shut. Harry looked around the room and realized that the walls were decorated with life sized posters of him. Life sized posters of him in his revealing panties. In the pics Harry wore the same seven different pairs of panties that he had worn in the photos he had received in the mail. However, there were many more shots adorning the walls. In one Harry was dressing. He was bent over getting ready to pull up his jeans; his ass was facing the camera. He wore a pink, green & white stripped thong, its little band disappearing between his meat ass cheeks. When Harry saw this he blushed and had to look away. He was furious, but also embarrassed. He didn't want to piss these nerds off for fear of what they would do next so he bit his tongue.

The figure on the throne stood up and removed his hood. It was Seymour Manning. "Thank you for coming," Seymour in that annoying high pitched whine he had.

Trying his best to disguise his displeasure Harry said, "It' not as if I had much choice."

"True," whined Seymour as the other hooded figures laughed.

Seymour spread his arms wide and asked, "So, what do you think of our art work?"

Breathing in deeply and trying to keep his cool and hide his embarrassment Harry said, "Interesting." There was a long pause where no one spoke. Finally harry broke the silence. "Look, Seymour, I'm sorry about the other day. It was a stupid prank. I shouldn't have done it. But, come on you can't post those pics of me on the Internet. It would be too humiliating for me. Please just give me the pictures and let’s just put this all behind us."

Seymour snapped, "Humiliating for you! Don't you think it was humiliating for me to have my pants yanked down in front of everyone like that--to be so exposed and have everyone see my wiener? People have been laughing at me all week. Calling me ape dick." protested Seymour. Everything Seymour said came out in a whine. Harry couldn't help but chuckle as Seymour referred to his manhood as a wiener. Most guys would say cock or dick but not nerdy Seymour, he called it a wiener.

Seymour caught Harry's chuckle and said, "Is there something funny Harry?"

"No." said Harry. "I really am sorry. Now can I please have the pictures?"

"Not so fast," said Seymour. "But if you do everything we tell you tonight, and I do mean absolutely everything, then I will see fit to give you back all the pictures from the camera we set up in your frat house."

"What do you have in mind?" asked Harry his face flush with embarrassment.

Harry pushed his thick black framed glasses up high on his nose. Harry noted that they were taped together in the middle. 'Typical', thought Harry. Seymour cleared his throat and then spoke, "It appears that you enjoy wearing women's underwear."

Harry blushed harder and tried to deny it, "No, that's jut something my girlfriend wanted me to do. It makes her hot."

"That's a lie." shrilled Seymour. "Why don't you turn around and look at the TV screen."

Somewhat puzzled Harry turned to see a 52" plasma TV on the wall. Seymour aimed a remote at the TV turning it on. The picture came to life before their eyes. It was Harry. He was lying back in his bed in his room wearing purple fishnet panties with black bows on either side. His cock and balls were pulled up over the waistband--his cock hard as granite. He was stroking hard and fast as he yanked on his shaved nuts. His head back and eyes closed as he moaned in ecstasy.

Harry looked at his image on the screen. His heart began to beat faster. His pulse raced; he couldn't believe his eyes.

Seymour spoke, "I bet you didn't realize that camera we installed in your vent not only takes still photos, but also video too. And since it was a straight feed from the cam to our computer here we have tons of digital video on you from this past week. You remember the day you pantsed me? Of course you do. It was that night while you and your brothers were at your football game that we snuck in and installed the cam."

Harry gulped as the realization that everything he did in that room of the past week had been viewed by these total losers.

"No, Harry, you say that you don't get off on wearing women's panties and that you only did it to please your girlfriend but she is no where in sight and you look like you are really getting off on them. We have other videos we could review if you like. This is just our favorite." stated Seymour.

"No!" pleaded Harry. "No we don't need to see anymore. In fact can you please turn this off." Harry's voice was not much more than a whimper at this point.

Seymour and his eleven frat brothers laughed at Harry's humiliation which only compounded it. Harry couldn't believe the situation he was in--all these scrawny weak nerds laughing at him. He had never been in this situation before. At 120 lbs Seymour was the heavy weight of this group. Normally Harry would beat the shit out of each of them but this time was different. If he did and they posted just one picture or video on the Internet he would be utterly humiliated, even more so than he was now.

Seymour clicked off the TV as he spoke. "Now as I stated before if you do as you are told I will give you all the files, footage & pics that we recorded in your room."

"Yes,yes; anything. Just name it and I'll do it. Please." begged Harry.

"Strip down to your panties."

"I-I-I'm not wearing panties." lied Harry.

"Don't lie. Just strip."

"You have to be kidding."

"Do I look like I'm kidding?", whined Seymour's nasal voice. "Do it or we post what we have on the Internet.

Harry knew he was beat. He just closed his eyes as he began to pull his sweatshirt off over his head and threw it to the floor. He then kicked off his boots and pulled off his socks. He looked pleadingly at Seymour begging him with his eyes not to make him do this but Seymour stood firm.

Again Harry closed his eyes in the vain attempt that this would somehow make him disappear but of course it didn't. He pushed his Levis down over his hips and pushed them down over his muscular thighs to reveal a pair of thin white nylon French cut panties with little pink hearts all over them. They rode up high over his big round booty; his smooth white cheeks spilling out from the scant underwear. Harry felt foolish.

As soon as they came into view there as a roar of laughter from all the men of Kappa Chi. Harry cursed himself as he stood there in just his tiny panties. He should have known better than to wear panties here tonight. But, he never expected this. He instinctively put his hands in front of his crotch in an attempt to conceal his shame. This only got a larger laugh from the men. Harry wanted to die from humiliation.

"I thought you said you weren't wearing panties today, Harry.", teased Seymour.

Harry just hung his head in shame.

"Now I want you to walk down the red carpet back and forth before all my brothers. Show off your panties to them. Give them a private fashion show."

Harry's eyes grew wide, "Please...!!!"

Seymour snapped his fingers as said, "Do it!"

Oh how Harry hated the sound of his whiney nasal voice. But he knew he had no choice. Harry began walking down the red velvet runner so that each brother could see him in his too small panties oh so sheer panties. The nerds all started to hoot and holler. They were catcalling Harry, treating him like a piece of meat. Harry's left nut popped out the leg band of the thin underwear as the back rode up and disappeared between his mountains of ass flesh. The geeks just kept laughing their heads off.

Harry now stood before the throne and Seymour. "Now shake that plump ass for my brothers." ordered Seymour.

"No...!!!"

"Now!" barked Seymour.

Defeated Harry's shoulders slumped as he began to shake his overstuff ass pillows at the hooting group of men. "That will do." said Seymour.

With that Seymour raised his arms and the ten brothers who were seated stood. Wally then made his way to Seymour's side. Seymour lowered his hands and as he did he parted his black robe. As he opened his robe Wally and the other ten brothers did likewise.

Harry's eyes grew large as he realized that Seymour and all his brothers were all pantless. Not only that but all twelve of them were hung like horses. Harry looked down the line from side to side at the ten men. He then looked at Seymour & Wally who stood before him. He had never seen so many well hung men in one place at the same time.

"You know that our fraternity is made up of the greatest minds on campus. What I am guessing you did not know is that not only must you have a 4.0 GPA to get in but your penis must also be 9"x 7" or greater." said Seymour is his annoying nasal voice.

Harry was speechless. He stood there before this group of scrawny monster-dicked nerds, his own full round booty pouring out the back of his tight little panties.

"Next I expect you to get on your knees and service each of my brothers orally." ordered Seymour.

"What...? You can't be serious."

"I am. Now get to work or we start posting what we have on you."

Harry knew he was beat. He felt like an ass standing before this group of losers in just a pair of panties, which were see thru and decorated with little pink hearts. On top of that Harry didn't suck dick. It was true he was bisexual but he was usually the one getting his dick sucked. Oh yes, he would fuck an ass but when it came to oral he only received he didn't give. And even if he was going to give he didn't want it to be on these geeks.

"Now stand before brother Franklin, drop to your knees and take him in your mouth."

Knowing he had no choice Harry made his way to Franklin and dropped to his knees. As he did all twelve brothers let their robes fall to the floor. They were truly an odd sight to behold. Each man wore either brown or black loafer with White knee gym socks. Most wore glasses and all had plastic pocket protectors in their shirt pockets. Several wore bow ties and a few wore sweater vests. No ones shirt matched his tie or his sweater vest. It was an array of mismatched clothing made of polyester. None of them wore pants and all were 9" in length or larger.

Harry was utterly humiliated as he took Franklin' cock in his hand. He began to lick it. As it began to grow Harry wondered if he would be able to fit it in his mouth. Franklin's dick head entered the muscular jock's mouth. Tears began to well up in Harry's eyes as the geek thrust his oversized prick down his throat.

Harry gagged and the men laughed. They then began talking about him as if he wasn't even in the room. He heard things like, "He looks so stupid with those hearts on his underwear." "The hearts aren't so bad but they are so small they can't contain him." and "Only a complete pussy would wear women's underwear." Now he was being called a pussy by this group of losers.

Franklin moaned as Harry worked his mouth over his engorged dong. Then the brothers started critiquing Harry's oral sex method. It was so humiliating to Harry to be talked about like an object without feelings.

Harry then started jacking Franklin's cock with his left hand as he continued to suck.

"I'm gonna cum.", droned Franklin. Harry tried to pull off his cock but Franklin grabbed his head and pulled him down on his brick hard cock. Harry's cheeks puffed out and his eyes grew wide as they started to water. Franklin let out a high pitched yell as his seed erupted from his fat dong. It was slimy and salty as it splashed against Harry's throat.

"Swallow!" yelled out Seymour.

His mouth still on Franklin's cock Harry's eyes looked toward Seymour to see if he was serious. Seymour's expression told Harry that he was. Harry gurgled as Franklin's load slide down his jock throat. Some leaked out and dribbled down his chin.

Franklin released Harry's head and he fell to the floor trying to catch his breath. The frat brothers laughed at Harry's shame. Harry wiped the cum from his chin as he crawled over to the next cock. This time he wasn't even given the chance to take the cock in his own mouth. His head was pulled back by his dirty blonde hair and a second cock was thrust in.

Harry felt like a $10 whore as his mouth was invaded. He knew he must look ridiculous in his scant panties sucking cock after massive cock. Harry's humiliation continued through out the evening. Some men came down his throat while others found it amusing to cum in his face giving him a protein based facial.

By the time Harry reached Seymour he had sucked eleven cocks. His hair was matted stiff with cum; his face and body also sticky with the man juices. And his belly full. Now he knelt before Seymour ready to service him but before he could take Seymour's cock Seymour stopped him. Harry was confused. Then Seymour turned his back to Harry, bent over and grabbed his ankles saying, "Eat my hiney bitch!"

"Hiney," thought Harry. Even when humiliating someone they sound like nerds!

Harry had never rimmed an ass before, though he liked it done to him. Harry place his hands on either cheek of the President of Kappa Chi. He stuck out his tongue and took aim at Seymour's brown button. Seymour moaned as Harry tongued his tight button. He licked up and down the ass crack. He then pushed his face in deeper as he began to make love to the nerd’s ass hole with his mouth. Seymour moaned loudly in that nasal tone of his.

Harry felt like he had reached the bottom of the barrel. He didn't know how much more degradation he could take. Then without warning Seymour pulled away and ordered Harry to get on his hands and knees.

"Why?" asked Harry.

"Because I'm gonna fuck you."

Harry shook his head rapidly and emphatically saying, "No. I can't. Your too big. You'll rip me open!" Harry felt like a complete loser begging this nerd not to fuck him with his donkey dick. Harry had never been fucked and certainly had no intention of starting with this massive prick.

"You'll do as I say or we will post our footage of you on the net tonight!" snapped Seymour.

Harry knew he had to take it so he accepted his fate. He began to pull down his thin panties.

"Wait!" said Seymour. "I like to fuck my bitches with their panties on."

All the brothers laughed as Harry glowed red with shame. He just sank to his hands and knees. Seymour came up behind him and grabbed the back of his nylon panties and tore a large hole in back of them. Harry felt so stupid as Seymour slapped his huge fleshy cheeks.

Next Seymour spit on his cock once and stroked it to lube it ever so slightly. He then grabbed Harry's hips and took aim at his virgin hole. Seymour began to thrust his super sized prick into Harry's tight hole. Harry screamed out and begged for mercy. He began pounding his fist on the floor yelling, "STOP!!! Take it out!!! You’re ripping me in two!!!"

Seymour just laughed at Harry's pleas and said, "I thought you were so big and tough. Are you saying that you can't even take a nerds penis?"

"NOOOOOOO!!!" yelled Harry. PLEASE!!!"

The whole frat laughed at Harry as he screamed out in pain. Seymour began to pick up speed and pound Harry even harder causing the deflated jock to cry out. Tears began to well up in his eyes as his virgin ass was roughly invaded for the first time.

Now the men who sat around watching Seymour use Harry for his pleasure began cheering him on encouraging him to pound poor Harry harder. Seymour slapped Harry' plump bottom as he slammed into him.

"Are you ready for it bitch!" yelled Seymour. "Are you ready to take my load?"

Harry never had a chance to reply because at that moment Seymour's cock exploded in a warm eruption of sticky man juice filling Harry's virgin hole for the first time. Seymour pulled out as Harry collapsed on the floor in a heap. Seymour made his way around to Harry's face and slapped him across it with his still hard cock. He then pressed his fat schlong to the defeated jocks lips and ordered him to clean off his penis with his mouth.

Harry looked Seymour in the eyes and opened his mouth. Seymour shoved his softening cock in. He could taste combination of Seymour's sour cum and his own ass on Seymour's manhood and he licked and sucked it clean.

Seymour pulled out his dong and said, "Very good. You follow instruction well. You may dress and leave." Harry rolled onto his stomach, the back of his panties ripped out and his plump rear on display. He looked up at Seymour and said, "Can I have all the pics and videos you shoot in my room? Please! I did everything you asked me to."

Seymour smirked, "Yes, you did." With that he walked over to a small table by the TV and picked up an enveloped containing all the pictures and files that had been shoot in Harry's bedroom. He handed the folder to Harry and said. "You may take the posters too."

Harry rose to his feet. He was completely deflated and humiliated. He looked down at himself and much to his surprise Harry realized that he was hard--and worse than that the front of his panties were covered in cum, his own cum. He hadn't even realized that he had ejaculated until this moment. His face burned hot from humiliation.

Wally noticed Harry's hard prick and pointed it out to the rest of the group who in turn laughed loudly. Then another guy shouted out, "He loved it. Look he came!" Harry tried t cover his dripping cock with his hands but it was too late. It had been noticed. The men of Kappa Chi watched Harry and continued to talk about him and laugh at his shame as he dressed and gathered up the posters, pictures and video files.

Without a word Harry left. He hoped no one was home at his frat house because he was still coated in cum from the top of his head to the tips of his toes. He had never endured such humiliation before but he made it through it and got back all the footage. He couldn't wait to get revenge on the nerds who had shamed him so.

What Harry was unaware of was the fact the entire encounter he had been forced to endure at the hands of Kappa Chi had been caught on video--his panty fashion show. All his dick sucking and even taking Seymour's cock up his ass, every last bit of it was caught on video. Of course Kappa Chi had lived up to their end of the bargain. They had told Harry that they would give him back all the footage that had been filmed in his bedroom. And they did. But, they said nothing about the new footage that they were filming. After all, the guys of Kappa Chi needed some guarantee that Harry wouldn't seek revenge.

The End

Harry: The Deal

by BubbleButtLuvr

"No way in hell!" Harry said as he got out of Jenny's bed and made his way across her dorm room.

"Come on," pleaded Jenny who was still in bed under the covers.

Shaking his head no, Harry bent down to pick his briefs from where he had thrown them on the floor the night before. He then began to work the small black cotton undergarment up over his well muscled thighs, pulling it over his smooth round buttocks. He then tugged on the back of the scant garment to cover as much of his ample backside as was possible. Truth be told not much was covered. Harry was very muscular and beefy with thick thighs that worked themselves up to an ass that ballooned out in back. He also had massive arms and a huge chest that worked down into a set of 6 pack abs. Nestled comfortably inside the small bikini briefs that the exhibitionistic Harry choose to wear was a nice 7 inch piece of cut meat. "It's not gonna happen. End of discussion!" he said.

"But why not?" pouted Jenny. "I mean look at the underwear you have on now. They're not much bigger than my panties. And I think it would be so hot to know, when I pass you in the hall between classes or when we meet for lunch, that you are wearing one of my thongs."

Harry couldn't help but blush. It was true his choice in underwear was very minimal. He couldn't help it. It's what he liked. Truthfully, he liked the attention and looks he got. Harry was an exhibitionist and had a great body so he didn't mind flaunting it. And on top of that he was bisexual so he liked it when guys in the locker room stared at his massive frame crammed into the skimpy little underpants he wore. Sometimes if a guy paid him lots of attention Harry would go out of his way to give the guy an extra good show bending and sticking his meaty rump out far, sometimes inches from the guy’s face. But all the while pretend as though he didn't know what he was doing.

Still the underwear that Harry chose to wear was men's underwear. He had never worn women's panties. The whole idea embarrassed him. And what if someone saw him in them? "Jenny, you know I like to please you but it just too...embarrassing. What if someone saw?"

"Who is going to see? You don't have football practice today do you?"

"No." Harry admitted.

"So then why can't you do it for me?" Jenny rose from her bed wrapping the sheet around her naked form and approached Harry. "Please?" She ran a manicured finger down his chest and looked at him with sad puppy dog pouty eyes.

"Jennyyyyy," Harry whined.

Jenny made her way to her dresser and opened her underwear drawer. She pulled out a lacy white thong so sheer it was see thru. "I'll make you a deal. If you wear this all day until our date tonight I'll do that thing you've been asking me to do."

Harry's eyes got big and Jenny knew she had him right where she wanted him. Jenny didn't have to say any more. The thing she spoke of was oral sex. Harry had been trying, ever since their relationship became sexual to get Jenny to give him a blow job, but she never would. Now she would if he only spent one day in her thong panties. Harry looked at the sheer garment and thought of how good it would feel to have Jenny's lips on his prick. He reached out for the panties and took them in his hand. They were so thin.

Harry didn't even say a word. He pulled his own black bikini briefs back down over his monster thighs and kicked them aside. He then stepped into Jenny's thong and pulled it up. He got it to his thighs and stopped. "It's too small to get over my thighs." "Come on. Wiggle into it, if you don't I won't give you a blow job."

That's all the encouragement that Harry needed. He started to wiggled and squirm fighting to get the lacy panties over his tree like thighs. He fought with the thong until it was over his thighs. He then pulled the thin strap in back up between his fleshy mountains of ass. He had to admit the sheer material felt good. Next he tried to stuff his balls and cock into the front of the sexy thong but it was hopeless. If he got his dick in his balls popped out the leg band and if he got his balls in then his cock popped out the waistband. Finally Harry had to settle to let his left nut hang out the side of the panties. He stood there arms at his side and said, "There are you happy?"

Jenny took in the sight of her big strong man dressed in nothing but her sexy white lace panties, his left nut hanging out and his manhood clearly visible through the material. She circled him to drink in the whole sight. The thin white band of material was buried deep within his ass mounds almost making them appear to stick out further, as if that were possible. "Very nice," she responded. "Now we better get a move on or we'll be late for class."

As she disappeared into the bathroom Jenny called out, "And remember wear it all day or I won't give you your blow job!"

Harry knew he had been beaten but at least he would get what he had been wanting for so long. He glanced at the clock and saw Jenny was right so he dressed quickly and headed out of Jenny's dorm room and to class, the thin material brushing against his ass hole as a reminder that he was wearing his girlfriend’s thong.

The day progressed normally. Of course Harry was constantly aware of the thong, between his left nut hanging out and the massage his ass hole was getting how could he forget. But one else knew except for Jenny, who told him at lunch how horny it made her to know he was wearing her panties.

The end of the day came and Harry was about to head back to his dorm when he ran into Carl.

"Where you headed?" asked Carl.

"Back to the dorm; I figured I'd study a little before my date with Jenny."

"Didn't you hear? Coach Michaels called a special meeting in the locker room today." said Carl.

"No I didn't. What time?"

"In ten minutes," said Carl. "Good thing I ran into you. Come on let’s head over."

Harry felt a lump in his throat. Carl said a meeting not a practice right? As long as it was just a meeting he was safe. But there was no way he could strip down and change into his practice gear in front of the guys. They'd see Jenny's frilly thong. "You did say meeting not an actually practice, right?"

"Yeah," answered Carl. "That's what Coach said."

Harry relaxed. "Okay. Let's go."

Harry and Carl made it to the locker room just as the meeting was beginning. Coach Michaels looked at them as said, "Nice to see you two could make it."

Not a good sign thought Harry. Coach was in a bad mood. He knew better than to make excuses with Coach so he just joined the group.

"As I was saying", continued Coach Michaels, "Your playing has been awful! Last week’s game was an embarrassment! I know we don't usually practice on Tuesdays but I think we need the extra practice so that is why I called you all together--to whip you all into shape."

No, thought Harry, this can't be. We can't be having a practice. Harry's mind began to race. How would he get out of this situation? He spoke up, "Coach. I can't practice today. I didn't even know about this meeting until ten minutes ago."

Coach Michaels looked at Harry with disgust, "And why can't you practice? You are one of the main reasons we are here. You played worse than anyone! If you don't practice you don't play. It's that simple."

"But Coach…"

"That's it. The choice is yours. Now everyone strip down and suit up!" bellowed the Coach.

Harry was left with no choice. He was here on a football scholarship. He couldn't be thrown off the team. He'd just have to try and change without anyone seeing the thong. All the men began to disrobe and were engaged in their own conversations. Coach Michaels stood about 8 feet behind Harry, leaned against the door frame and crossed his arms. Harry could tell that Coach was not pleased with him. But Harry wished that Coach Michaels would go away. He felt uncomfortable being watched like this. Normally Harry would not have cared. He would have even put on an exhibitionistic show but today was different. Today he was wearing a sheer lacy thong that was see-thru and he didn't want anyone to know. Harry stalled as long as he could. His T-shirt was long so he figured if he took his pants off first maybe the shirt would cover the thong. Still he wished the Coach would turn away.

The entire team had changed and Harry was still fully dressed. The door the Coach was blocking was the door out of the locker room. It was obvious that the Coach was pissed so no one wanted to ask him to move instead one by one each man gathered at the door and waited as they finished dressing until the only man left was Harry. Coach Michaels spoke up, "Well, we're waiting Harry!"

Harry responded, "You guys head out. I'll meet you on the field."

The Coach had had it, "That's it. I don't know what's up with you! You are not acting like yourself. We will all wait here for you Harry! It seems that you have forgotten how to undress. So let me instruct you! Pull your T-shirt up over your head!

"I think I'd rather start with my pants."

"What?" snapped Coach Michaels. "Enough with the games Harry. Pull your shirt off. NOW!!!!!"

Harry was cornered. He felt the eyes of all his teammates and his Coach on him. He knew he had no choice. He pulled his T-shirt up over his head and off, exposing his well defined chest.

"Good. Now kick off your shoes!"

Harry kicked his shoes off. He felt his chest tightens because he knew what was next.

"Okay", sneered the Coach. "Now your pants."

"Please no!" pleaded Harry. "Just let me meet you on the field! Please!"

"I don't know what your game is but if you don't remove those jeans right now you’re out!!!" barked the Coach.

"No. Okay. Okay. I'm sorry," Harry closed his eyes as he undid the button on his jeans. He found the top of the zipper and pulled it down slowly hoping something would happen that would stop this but it didn't. Harry placed his hands on the waist of his jeans and pulled them down. He could feel his teammates’ eyes burning into him as he undressed for them. There was an audible gasp from the group of men. Even Coach Michaels jaw dropped. Now big muscle jock Harry stood before his peers and his coach in nothing but a see-thru lace thong. Harry's hands went to his groin to cover himself.

Coach Michaels spoke first, "What the fu... Arms at your sides! What the fuck are you wearing?!"

Harry blushed from embarrassment as he let his arms fall to his side. His prick was clearly visible through the thin lace and his left nut was still hanging out. "It's my girlfriend’s."

That got a huge laugh from the crowd. Then Coach Michaels asked, "Well, does she know you’re wearing it?!" That got another laugh.

"Yes. It was her idea. Look she said if I did she'd give me head. I've never done this before but she wanted me to and since we weren't supposed to have practice I figured who'd know?" Harry just blurted everything out in one breath.

Even Coach Michaels was starting to laugh at this point. "Turn around."

"What, Sir?"

"You heard me!" snapped the Coach, "Turn around."

Humiliated, Harry turn as instructed and another roar of laughter erupted. His ass stuck out at least 4 inches in back. The thin band of lace disappeared in between his mountains of ass flesh and all of his teammates were able to see his bare butt hanging out. This was the first time Harry ever felt uncomfortable being on display. Coach Michaels just slapped Harry hard on his rock hard buns and said, "Get dressed and meet us on the field." The he ushered the team out to the field.

Harry changed and joined the team. The rest of practice the guys couldn't help but rib him about the lace thong panties. And that night when he met up with Jenny he told her the story which she found strangely erotic. She kept making him tell the tale and saying that it made her hot to think of him exposed like that before all his teammates. Women.

Jenny did end up giving Harry head that night but the whole time all Harry could think was how much better his teammate Carl was at giving head than Jenny was.

The End.