My first year in College – Chapter 17: The Bread Game

Basically, I’m lost.

I took part in two “sexual gatherings” since my break-up and in both instances, it was mostly about watching our leader X fuck girls while us, the other teammates were merely authorized to circle jerk around the action. We were allowed to cum inside the girl mouth.

It was still very hot though.

That’s my other question: is that weird to find circle jerking with friends hot?

I also do it with my roommate, sometimes we watch porn together and we jerk off our cocks. Mutually, I mean. Is that weird? Since I’m telling the whole truth, the other day, my roommate even sucked my cock! I had already jerked off with some of my bros but never received a blowjob from one of them. I actually liked it.

It was super weird at first, being sucked by a guy, especially because I consider my roommate almost like a brother, but still, I closed my eyes and he really went in there and it got me to cum. The poor guy, I exploded in his mouth, he had to spit it out in the sink!

I guess that ultimately, I find the “forbidden” aspect of it very exciting. It’s like fucking with a College girl is fun, but it’s so expected. Fucking with her sister while she’s watching, that gets interesting!

I think my main kink is doing something I have never done before or something which would be shocking to others if they knew. So yes, having another guy sucked my cock was hot. Just like having a MILF doing it. And maybe one day a granny! I want to discover something that I had not already jerked off to a hundred times on the internet.

One day, I read an article about women now having troubles with their sexual life because of porn expectations. They would feel force to do some stuff or would never feel up to the task. I wonder if us, guys, are not struggling even more. Sometimes I’m afraid my brain is definitely fucked by the amount of stuff I’m watching. For instance, I would have never thought to fuck a trans woman (I mean, still having a dick) before, but after seeing it in a movie, now I want to explore more.

During the past month, I did have some opportunities with girls, but it would have meant inviting them to dinner, courting them, dating them: a lot of work to probably end-up in a disappointed missionary position. Don’t get me wrong, I would still appreciate it, and I’m always happy to put my big dick inside of a wet pussy or suck beautiful titties, but it’s not the same excitement as having X offering me a crazy nasty bitch on a platter.

To be honest, jerking off and exploding in front of a porn or with a buddy is easier and sometimes, even more exciting than sex if the girl is not ready “good” in bed.

This got me to think about something that I had never considered before and also one of the main reasons why I’m writing this. Could that mean that I might be bisexual? Besides my roommate sucking me off, I had actually more sexual interactions with guys these past couples of weeks than with girls.

I am definitely attracted to women but still, to which point we can say “no homo” while having your bros’ dicks in your hands? Every time there is a party or some after-training banters, it revolves around stupid challenges like licking the other guys or sniffing them. Maybe, we are all closeted homosexuals? Or maybe heterosexuality is a social norm and sexual orientation is not real, we are simply programmed by our environment to find women attractive? That was the theory of my bitchy ex-girlfriend anyway. She was not very bright though so I would not be too keen to believe her theories.

Yes, I am still mad at her.

Something happened just yesterday and it confused me even more.

After training, X announced that he had found 3 Onlyfans Girls who accepted to come to his mansion in the sole purpose of getting fucked by all of us during an entire weekend. The plan was: no limit, the rougher, the better! The girls were known online for sharing the kinkiest content. I knew one of them (let’s call her “L.”) and I had already cummed to her videos more than once. Of course, we were all super excited to take part!

The whole thing would be filmed and broadcasted on the girls’ respective x-rated pages, but all the guys would be wearing hoods to preserve our anonymity. According to X, they needed 10 guys and we were 11 potential participants.

X had invented a sick game, as usual, to decide between the guys who should come and who should be left out. He called it “the bread game”.

The rules were simple. With no external help, all 11 guys needed to jerk off and cum on a large piece of bread. The last to blow his load had a choice: to renounce to the event and be excluded from the fraternity or to eat the whole bread, sprayed with the sperm of the entire group.

We were all showering, naked of course, when X explained the game. In his usual style, he was casually pissing in the drain while talking about the girls and their most recent antics. Even flaccid, his dick was unbelievable, at least 4.5 or 5 inches in length and 2.5. or 3 inches in girth. I told you, this man should be in a freak museum.

As always, nobody dared to challenge the game or its rules. X decides and just like perfectly trained soldiers, we obey. It’s just the way it works. If you are not capable of following orders or refuse to participate in the fun, then you are labelled a pussy and put aside from the group.

I accepted the game without fully thinking about the consequences and took my position.

X had thought it through as he took a piece of bread out of his bag and placed it right in the middle of the locker-room floor between two sets of benches. Some of us sat down, other were standing, and we all started to touch our cocks. One of our mates, that I do suspect to be gay, – not that I would care – only had to touch his dick for 2 seconds to get it fully hard. He is known to have spontaneous hard-ons in the communal showers, he is also sharing my bathroom in the dorms and I got to see him hard tons of times already.

I had a stupid thought at first. What if I got hard too quickly and everyone assumed I was gay myself? Then, I realized that nobody cared about that and they were all rapidly stroking their cocks, eager to cum first. I mean, they were right, losing the game was way worse than cumming too early in this case.

Two of the guys helped each other with their hands while closing their eyes to cum faster. With no porn, and only masculine energy around, it was hard for me to focus. I was too stressed to get a good erection. I started to think of the latest video of L. I had seen (her rimming a black guy) but I could not ignore X right next to me, heavily breathing.

He was not the first to cum though. Two guys jizzed their loads on the bread pretty much at the same time, one of them missing completely his target and cumming on X’s feet. X’s reaction was immediate, he slapped him and ordered him to clean his feet. The guy obeyed and with a disgusting face started to collect his own cum from X’s foot.

He used his fingers, that was a mistake, of course.

“With your tongue!” X barked.

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