It was Robby’s first college party and he was understandably pretty nervous. Being a freshman at a party full of juniors and seniors could be pretty intimidating. Besides that, he only knew two other people at the party, and had always been pretty shy.
That’s until he turned the corner into the living room and saw Brett his R.A. shooting pool at the table they had set up. Robby recognized Brett’s cute face and short red hair. But most of all, he noticed Brett’s huge badonkadonk ass sticking out as he leaned forward to make a shot.
Brett’s ass was a thing of legend. Everyone on his floor joked that if you broke any dorm rules, Brett would smother you with his ass until you swore to never break the rules again. As a junior, this was Brett’s second year as an R.A., so who knows how many guys he allegedly sat on for punishment.
And if you really pissed him off, he’d wait until after a baseball game, where he was the team catcher, and he’d skip the shower after the game was finished, come find you and smother you with his sweaty ass.
Robby was in awe of Brett’s booty, and he’d only seen it close up a couple of times. It was indeed impressive, and Robby could only dream of what it smelled like in between those hot cheeks.
“Alright, that’s two down!” Brett yelled as he sunk the eight ball to finish the game. “Who wants to be number 3?” he asked looking around the room.
“Come on, five bucks to buy in who wants it,” Brett said, with a cocky grin. “Hey you, from my floor,” Brett said, pointing his stick right at Robby, “play me, man.”
Robby froze, not sure if Brett was talking to him, and secretly wanting to disappear into the wall if he was.
“Come on, Robby, right?” Brett said re-racking the balls. “One game, five bucks.”
“Uh…no that’s fine…I’m not too good at pool…I don’t have five bucks any way,” Robby said, thinking he would get out of this.
Brett slowly walked over to Robby and put his hand on Robby’s shoulder. Robby could feel the heat coming off of Brett and could smell the testosterone teaming from his pits.
“Don’t worry man, I’ll put up my five if you win. And if I win, I’ll come up with something,” Brett said as he pulled Robby to the pool table.
“You’ll sit on his face, won’t you B.!” yelled one of Brett’s buddies from the other side of the table.
“Yeah man, give him the Brett Booty punishment,” another joked.
“Please that would be a prize for winning,” Brett said smiling and giving his ass the slightest jiggly toward the group behind the table.
Robby had no idea what he was getting in to, but he had some experience with billiards, and God knew it was too late for him to back out now.
The game was quick, but competitive. Robby got the first two balls in, and Brett was pretty impressed. Then Brett went on a four ball run, and started taking control. It was back and forth for a while, and before any one knew it, there was only the eight ball left.
Robby probably would have done a lot better if he wasn’t constantly picturing Brett’s monster ass each time he bent over. Of course, everyone who walked by the game would give Brett a good luck slap on the ass, to the cheers of all Brett’s buddies.
Robby came within a few inches of making the eight ball, but just missed. With the final shot only a few inches away, Brett easily sank the eight ball to the cheers of the crowd.
“That’s three, baby!” Brett yelled. “Undefeated!”
Robby, embarrassed and wanting to leave tried to slip away from the crowd.
“Don’t worry Robby, I’ll find a way for you to pay for this,” Brett smiled as he patted Robby on the back. For such a cocky guy, Brett was actually not as mean as he could be.
Robby sunk away and joined his other friends, not telling them what had just happened. The night drug on for an hour more, and Robby was getting ready to head back to the dorms.
Wanting to pee before he left, Robby snuck upstairs to the bathroom, with no one else in sight. After taking care of business he washed his hands and headed down the hall toward the stairs.
And then he saw Brett standing right at the landing of the staircase waiting for him.
“Hey Robby, great game man,” Brett said, smiling. “You were my best competition all night.”
“Oh thanks Brett, it was fun,” Robby said, trying to make his way around Brett’s big ass and down the stairs.
“Yeah, it’s too bad you didn’t have $5 to bet, it would’ve saved you a lot of trouble,” Brett said as he put his arm around Robby’s shoulder and pulled him close.
“Yeah, I’ve got some cash back at the dorm I can give it to you tomorrow,” Robby said, trying to pull away.
“Nah, man, I think I’ll taking my prize right now,” Brett growled as he pushed Robby toward the open bedroom door. Brett’s body was so much bigger than Robby’s he was able to force him into room without even using his arms or legs.
Robby fell to the ground as Brett locked the door behind them. There was a single lamp on, dimly lighting the room.
Robby cowered in front of Brett’s hulking frame, as Brett kicked off his shoes and stood in front of Robby. Robby could smell Brett’s sweaty socks as well as the other pheromones that were leaking from his muscular body.
“There really isn’t much to explain,” Brett said calmly. “You made a bet. You lost the bet. Now it’s time for you to pay. And I don’t want you to think that my buddies were joking when they said that my ass is how you’re going to pay.”
“But Brett, I…” Robby tried to speak.
“No faggot! You lost means you pay! On the bed now, your feet at the head of the bed, your head hanging off the end, belly up! Now!” Brett yelled like a drill sergeant and Robby was too scared and too turned on to refuse.
Robby laid motionless, afraid to look at what Brett was doing. He peaked open in his fear, to see Brett removing his white basketball shorts from his huge ass. When Brett bent over his ass spread wider and looked even bigger, if that was possible.
Brett threw his shorts in the pile with his shoes and bent over a second time to remove his skin tight boxer briefs. Now Robby was getting a look at the real thing. Brett’s white skin stood out in the dark room and Robby could see the enormity of Brett’s backside.
Before he could savor it too long, Brett tossed his boxer briefs right at Robby’s face. They hit him straight on and besides the feeling of the soft fabric, Robby could smell the masculine scent of Brett’s balls, taint, and ass all over the underwear.
Unable to control himself, Robby let out an audible moan.
“Oh you like that, huh?” Brett said as he walked over to Robby’s reclined body. “Well if you think that was good, just wait until you experience the real thing.”
Brett grabbed the briefs from Robby’s face and threw them on the ground. He turned away from the bed so his ass was right above Robby’s face.
“Kiss my cheeks,” Brett said calmly. Robby needed no more instructions. He lifted his neck slightly and planted two wet kisses on Brett’s massive ass cheeks.
“Aw yeah baby,” Brett moaned and slowly squatted down onto Robby’s face. “Now just sniff, boy. No licking, just smell.”
Robby did exactly as he was told, taking a deep breath in of Brett’s masculine scent. His nose was touching the hairs of Brett’s ass crack, and he could tell that Brett’s trench was soaking wet. The scent was strong and heady, and very masculine.
“How does it smell boy?” Brett asked.
“It..it smells amazing,” Robby moaned.
“Like a man?” Brett asked.
“Yes, like the ass of a most masculine man,” Robby responded.
“Do you like it, boy?” Brett asked.
“Yes,” Robby said, completely unashamed.
Brett started moving his ass over Robby’s face, marking him with his sweat and his scent.
“You’re gonna reek of it once I’m done with you boy,” Brett said.
Robby could feel his face getting drenched in Brett’s ass sweat as his crack hairs ticked Robby’s face. He wanted so badly to taste Brett’s ass but knew he had to wait until he was given permission.
After a few minutes of Robby’s face getting smothered, Brett calmly said, “Lick.”
Like a starving animal, Robby started licking Brett’s ass with a ferocious hunger. He lapped at Brett’s crack, tasty the salty, sweaty flavor of Brett’s trench.
“Come on dude, open me up,” Brett commanded, and Robby took that as an invitation to spread Brett’s massive cheeks wide open. This was the first feel of Brett’s ass that Robby got, and he loved the feeling of the two massive globes in his hands. He jiggled them back and forth as he licked Brett’s eager ass.
And as he spread the cheeks, he could feel his tongue touching Brett’s most intimate place: his hole.
Robby strained his tongue to get at Brett’s sweat hole. With each swipe, Robby heard Brett gasp as Robby’s tongue touched his pucker.
“Oh fuck yeah,” Brett whined. Robby could tell that Brett was stroking his cock by now, and he was figuring out that Brett had lost control of this situation. It was Robby who controlled Brett now, as he pleasured his huge ass with his hungry tongue.
Robby went deeper and deeper with his tongue as he spread Brett’s ass wide. With each whimper from Brett, Robby licked harder and harder, sniff deeper and deeper. His face was completely immersed in Brett’s ass sweat and his own spit.
“Oh God, boy, I’m gonna blow,” Brett yelled as he started to buck against Robby’s face.
Robby felt his tongue touch the inside of Brett’s hole as he gaped open with each spurt of cum from his jock cock.
Brett somehow stayed squatting against Robby’s face as he unleashed his cum. And without even touching himself, Robby felt his cock, straining against his tight jeans, release his own load of teen boy cum all over his briefs.
Brett collapsed onto his knees, releasing Robby’s face from the heavenly prison of Brett’s ass cheeks.
Brett turned toward Robby and wiped the sweat from his brow. He then leaned in without saying a word, and gently kissed Robby on the mouth.
“You smell like ass, bro,” Brett said smiling, and gave him another deep kiss.
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