One Fraturday Night (Kouga-Ookami & TNT)

[Kouga-Ookami]

When Vanz turn came around, he stepped up eagerly. Since William had been dragged before the amassed sexually charge brotherhood, Vanz had only been wearing his Fruit of the Loom boxer briefs and his Letterman's jacket. He had been a major player in the orgy earlier in the evening and the only reason he'd bothered to put his underwear back on - he wasn't even sure they were his underwear, he'd just picked up the first pair he found on the ground - was when he'd rushed outside with the others to see if Theo was alright and gotten a nice shock at the coolness of the air.

By now his body had readjusted to the warmth of the interior so when he pulled his uncut dick out of his briefs, he was once again at full mast.

How many others had his dick been in tonight? It was anyone's guess. During the orgy he'd roamed from partner to partner like it was 1969 - 69, get it? Lame joke aside, his phallus was coated with the excrement and vaginal juices of multiple partners. He pulled back the skin around his swollen head, he revealed a dirty, sticky, stinky mess of smegma and other bodily fluids. "Been saving this up, just for you, Studmuffin." It was a lie, he hadn't been expecting to shove his fat, dirty cock into anyone's mouth, but the bravado sounded good.

Theo was so engrossed in invading his teacher's personal space that he didn't notice when Q finished up or when Nutsack quickly took his place. The brothers all knew the pecking order around here. Seniors, then juniors, sophomores and maybe freshmen though most of them were still pledges so they were often left out. If you made it to your senior year, that's when you got all the real fun.

There was all kinds of interesting things on the man's phone - pictures of his really hot brothers, emails and text messages, but nothing incriminating like he had hoped. Still, he sent some of what he found to his own phone. The most interesting thing he found was a banking app that allowed Theo to see all the purchases the man had been making of late. His biggest recent expense had been his formal attire for this evening. Damn. That coat had been Seventeen thousand dollars? Jesus Christ. No wonder he'd been so irate when they had soiled it so carelessly.

Strangely enough, the man had bought a whole second wardrobe - tux, tie, scarf, coat and all. Redundancy in case something happened to the first suit? A guy with a shit ton of money that wanted to ensure he had the 'right' look for the evening? Whatever the reason, it just made Theo shake his head. It was interesting but not exactly what he was looking for.

Still kept digging, hoping to find something, anything to use against him. Like he really needed anything more, clearly the threat of calling in Senior had worked quite a number on the man - like it almost always did. Only those few that actually knew his father would call his bluff when Senior was mentioned.

Then he found it.

When he first found the conversation wit Dan Wicks, he had almost overlooked it - the men were colleagues after all - but thankfully he'd taken a closer look. These messages the men were exchanging were quite a bit more intimate than two colleagues. Best friends then? This conversation seemed more like something Theo would exchange with Rick or Kurt. Lots of inside jokes and the occasional innuendo - though granted the way Dan and Will spoke, even in text form, was a lot less crass than the frat brothers.

He was still reading their conversation when he thought he heard someone say his name. Glancing up from the phone, he looked around the party room. Everyone else still had their full attention on William, who was now being face fucked by Vanz. He paused and looked back at William. Vanz was going at him now? How much time had passed, how many other brothers had already had their go at the man's mouth? His face, hair and suit all showed signs of being defaced by semen.

"Psst! Theo!" This time he was waiting for it and when he heard the low voice that was almost drowned out by the loud party goers, he looked towards the open window and saw Rick crouching outside it. As he was about to ask what the man was doing out there, his friend placed a finger to his lips then motioned for Theo to come join him.

Rolling his eyes, Theo stood and when he did some of the nearby brothers fell quiet, was Theo about to heat things up with William again? "As you were." He said simply, waving at them. "I've got to... Step aside for a moment." He finished lamely then left the room, walking through the house to exit behind the party room, only to have Rick grab his wrist and drag him away from the windows towards the front of the house.

"You have got to see what we found at Prof's house." Rick was saying excitedly. "First of all," He pulled out his phone and showed Theo a picture.

Cocking his head to one side, it took Theo a moment to realize what he was looking at. "Is that...?" He trailed off then smiled. "Brilliant. Tell me you brought it with you." A fully dressed kilt with the Dalgliesh family crest embroidered on it, arranged carefully on a manikin in a sort of display case.

"Of course." Rick said, patting the large duffel bag on his hip that Theo was only now noticing. "But the other thing I found is even better. You gotta come take a look at this.

With a shrug, he followed after his frat brother to the driveway where the Bentley was parked again. He was honestly surprised that the beauty of a car was still in one shape and didn't even have a single scratch on it. Rick led him to the trunk and when he opened it, he was surprised to find a man with duct tape wrapped around his mouth and securing his hands and feet. "The Fuck, Rick!" He said before he was able to register who the man was. When he did, something clicked in his head. "Wait a minute. Wait just one fucking minute."

He leaned in as his hands roamed over the man and he quickly read the tag of the coat and then he smiled and stood up, pulling William's phone back out. As he read over the list of items on the second receipt, his smile grew wider and wider. "Ho-Ly Fuck." Looking down at Dan he asked, "William Dalgliesh bought that suit for you, didn't he?" He asked, surprising even Rick by using the professors actual last name for once.


+------ Meanwhile, inside the frat house... ------+

"Okay, Theo. You've been at this for hours now. I'm putting my foot down, it's time for you to..." Kurt trailed off as he finally took in the scene before him. There was no Theo in sight. William was on his knees with Vanz fucking his mouth. The man certainly looked the worse for the ware.

"The boss just left." Vanz said as he pulled out of William's mouth, a string of thick white semen connecting the end of his cock to the man's gaping maw.

Panic settled into Kurt's stomach as he glanced around and realized the others had already moved in to surround him. "Though I do recall him saying you'd be joining Prof here if you tried to stop him again." Nolan said as he approached the blond man. It wasn't exactly true. Theo had promised to make Kurt take William's place, but the others were loathe to give up their toy, so they'd settle for adding another one to the mix.

 

[Twisted_iN_Tux]

After Quinn came Nolan, literally, down William's throat. Then another three seniors followed suit, spewing their seed as deep as they could. It was almost like some twisted competition to see who could get the most inside of the helpless man. Gagging on the copious amounts, the professor became more than a little alarmed when it started to drip from his newly modified nose. There was just so much of it, it was practically fighting to find a way out of his overly clogged throat. Granted, the lion's share went south, filling his roiling stomach that was already struggling to process all of the other bodily fluids sent there, but that which was left in his windpipe, leaked out the nearest holes, including the sides of his now sore mouth.

Taking four more cocks in quick succession, all of whom were junior grade hacks who thought they would one up their upper classmen by spewing their seed all over William's face, hair, and what was left of his clothes, the professor was thankfully afforded the opportunity to clear his airways of the thick seed, seeing that he was now being repeatedly painted in it, instead of being forced to consume the sometimes bitter, occasionally sour, but predominantly salty cum. Regretfully, this meant that he was now able to smell more clearly. Therefore, the ripe scent of piss, now mixed with seed and sweat, came flooding back in, along with...

What the hell is that stench?

Watching as the pimple-faced punk from earlier approached, William couldn't help but glance down at his bobbing dick that was covered in filth. It looked like he had stuck the damn thing in nearly every available hole possible, and it also looked like he hadn't taken a single moment to clean himself off along the way. So as he came closer and then proceeded to position himself over William, a sickeningly sour wave washed over the professor's sweat slick face, immediately causing his stomach to pitch. Then, as the student gripped his slimy stick and rolled back the filthy foreskin, revealing sizable chunks of white secretion, William could feel the hot bile begin to burn his insides, as it bubbled up his already raw throat; however, as much as his body wanted to expel it, it was swiftly forced back down as the revolting, thick rod proceeded to plug up its only means of egress.

Overwhelmed by the offensive odor, as well as the tangy, raw taste of whatever vile concoction his dick was slick in, William actually felt like he was going to pass out, from a lack of air, and from his body being repeatedly assaulted on so many fronts, in so many ways. Not a single sense of his was being spared, and if this nightmare went on for much longer, he was certain that it would somehow be the death of him, which chilled him to his very core.

How much more could one man possibly endure?

Well, William would soon find out.

But he wouldn't actually be doing so alone.

As if hearing his silent plea to be spared from such unending torture, the demented demons who secretly oversaw such proceedings - if such a thing even existed - granted him his wish in the form of not just one, but two new lambs to the slaughter.

The one was rather obvious, and painfully so, as Kurt soon found himself being not only stripped naked, but forced to kneel beside William so that his own face could be fucked by the pledges. As far as his brothers were concerned, he was no longer good enough for his peers, nor was he even worthy to take the cocks of second and third year students. But the traitor was most certainly ready to take first year dick, lots and lots of inexperienced, first year dick!

"Suck! Suck! Suck!" the brothers cheered once more, as both men were now brutalized, shoulder to shoulder, cock after cum-filled cock.

As for the third little lamb, well, he was going to be quite the handful, for he was already enraged beyond words, moaning and groaning up a storm from behind his gag, as he thrashed around the trunk of William's auto! If looks could kill, both Theo and Rick would already be dead, for the wicked thoughts that were currently brewing behind Dan Wicks' fury-filled eyes was certainly the stuff nightmares were made of.

"Jesus," Rick muttered now, as he slowly backed away, tugging on Theo's sleeve as he did. "We...we may want to give him a minute to cool the fuck down," he then announced, sounding a bit more sober, and a lot less like his usual devil may care self, as he let go of his friend's sleeve. "I...it...it seemed like a good idea at the time," he then began to ramble, as his eyes lingered on the open trunk, which was now bobbing wildly as their captive continued to buck about.

"Bah. You ain't got nothin' to worry about," Chewie finally spoke up, as he came to stand with the two young men, towering over both of them with his massive six-foot-seven frame. "It took just one hit to knock the loudmouth out. Isn't that right, Professor Wicks?" he then taunted the man. "His bark is definitely worse than his bite."

"Besides, once we get him inside, and start stuffin' that piehole of his, he's gonna be beggin' like the little bitch that he and his boyfriend really are. Isn't that right, Danny Boy?"

 

[Kouga-Ookami]

As he felt hands grab him, Kurt struggled though he knew it was no good. This wouldn't be the first time Theo had gotten the pack all riled up and let them loose on an unwitting soul, though it would be the first time for Kurt to be on the receiving side! "Stop guys." He protested as he struggled. "Come on, it isn't funny!"

Struggling was pointless. Soon they were stripping his clothes off of him. "Theo!" He called out, panicked. "Let me go guys. For real, Theo wouldn't actually want this. Theo!" Still they kept going and he started to thrash like a wounded animal. "For the love of God! THEO!" Struggling with all his might, he found himself shoved to the ground and was quickly silenced by a large cock being thrust down his throat.

Upon hearing Chewie call the professor Danny Boy, Theo's eyes lit up and he smiled wide.

"I know that look." Rick said, finally stepping closer again. "What are you thinking?"

"Danny Boy." Theo said with that same smile, slipping into a forced, fake Scottish accent. "I gotta do it. I just gotta."

Fifteen minutes later Theo stood in the doorway leading into the party room wearing the emerald green formal attire that was a family heirloom of the Dalgliesh clan. At present the kilt was in perfect form, every little detail painstakingly in place. It wouldn't stay that way, however.

"Oh Danny Boy." He began to sing in a low, yet strangely loud voice. It was a rich baritone tune that bellowed out from his lungs and was surprisingly rich and in tune. "The pipes, the pipes are calling..." As he kept singing, he strolled into the room. The gathered brothers began to quiet some as they heard him, though when they saw what he was wearing they hollered and cheered.

As the song went on, he slowly walked further into the room and the crowd parted around him. Soon the others were starting to pitch in. Most were out of tune, some horribly so, but Theo didn't lose his stride, walking calmly through the room with his right fist on the left side of his chest. All in all the song was being slaughtered like a group a barbarians crashing a wedding, but Theo's strong baritone soared over all the rest in perfect melody. It wasn't long before he was standing close to William and he looked into the man's eyes and winked at him. About halfway through the song when he got to "Oh, Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so!" He raised up an arm and pointed at the door he had just entered.

The crowd was still parted from his slow procession into the middle of the crowd so William would have a clear line of sight on Chewie and Rick carrying Daniel Wicks between them. They had taken a broom stick and tied Dan to it, carrying him like a pig to a roast.

"But when ye come, and all the flowers are dying, If I am dead, as dead I well may be..." Theo kept singing as Dan was carried in. By now many of the other voices had fallen off, most not knowing the words and others too excited by the prospect of fresh meat to care.

Finally, as Theo finished the song, "And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me!" Dan was set down on the ground next to William. It was a good thing the older professor was held down by a few of the house alphas because Theo was sure if he hadn't been, he would have attacked Theo by now.

"See what me boys found in your home?" Theo asked, using his fake, insulting Scottish accent.

Up until this point he had been so focused on his little stunt to take in the form next to William. As his eyes finally landed on Kurt though, he felt his breath catch and his insides turn to ice. "Kurt." He said and then looked around. "What is the meaning of this? On whose orders is he...?" He asked briskly but trailed off, not sure how he wanted to finish that sentence.

The alphas exchanged looks before Nolan stepped forward. "Sir, by your orders. He came in and tried to stop us after you left."

Glancing from Kurt to the others and back, Theo finally said, "Is this true?" He asked and Kurt nodded.

"It's true." Kurt said, his voice hoarse from all the yelling and from being forced to suck cock after cock.

Theo could only stare for a long minute and there was a tense silence. He didn't want his friend to be forced into this position, he wanted to set him free, but what would happen then? Glancing around the crowd he knew what would happen if he
freed Kurt. The rest of the pack would turn on him. It would be a mutiny.

"Kurt Licht." Theo said in a strong, firm voice. "You have been found guilty of treason by a jury of your peers. As punishment, you are sentenced to be reduced to the rank of pledge from now until 10 pm tomorrow evening. You are to be the house bitch, to be used and abused as the house sees fit." Cold. Theo felt cold even as he spoke but he remained firm.

It was a harsh punishment.

Theo felt queasy. How could he do this to Kurt of all people? It was a show of dominance. If he was this harsh with even his best friend, what would he do with anyone else that crossed him?

Kurt bowed his head in utter defeat. Theo made himself turn away from his friend, suddenly no longer in the mood for any of this.

Unlike their leader, the proclamation egged on the rest of the house and they returned to cheering.

Rick was beside him before he knew it and he felt the man's arm on his shoulder. "Shall we show these lover boys a thing or two?" He asked in his insulting Scottish impersonation.

Taking a deep breath, Theo steadied himself then nodded and played along with the gag, using his own accent. "I gotta admit, Willie boy, I didn't think you had it in ya. Banging ol Danny Boy here. I'm impressed."

 

[Twisted_iN_Tux]

Watching Kurt be assaulted and then stripped, by his own brothers, was quite the crushing blow for the professor, and not because this meant that his only saving grace was now unable to go for help, but because yet another innocent man was being wrongly accused, only to end up on the abused end of this mobs senseless brutality. He had only been trying to do the right thing, trying to make them see that what they were doing was morally wrong. It had been a noble effort, but, quite obviously, a futile one.

"Suck! Suck! Suck!" the crowd cheered, with a renewed energy, upon recognizing that they now had two holes to thrust into, two receptacles to unload in.

And the hits just kept on coming.

As William mentally prepared himself to take yet another cock - his fifteenth at this point! - a strange sort of calm rippled over the crowd, starting at the back of the room, as...as someone began to sing?

At first, it was hard to tell where the voice was coming from, and it was also hard to tell who it belonged to, but just as the professor began to write it off as a liquor-infused anomaly, it became all too clear who the singer was, and that what they were singing was meant just for him.

Watching, with a clearly defined look of disgust on his cum-slick face, William could literally feel his blood begin to boil as the sight of Theo strolling around in his ceremonial garb filled his view!

The...the punk had the nerve, the fucking audacity, to don one of the professor's most prized possessions, like it was some sort of off the rack, Halloween costume, instead of the priceless heirloom that it was, which had been lovingly and carefully passed down, from generation to generation, for nearly one hundred and fifty years. He...he looked like an absolute fool, too, which, William imagined, was the entire point of the impromptu performance. With his slightly shorter stature and far less bulky build, he actually looked more like a kid playing dress up, than the regal man the formal attire required, no, demanded him to be.

It...it was a slap to William's face, and a deep cutting insult to him and his heritage, and to make matters worse, they - because, yes, they were all now 'singing' - were butchering one of his favorite songs, one that he himself had sang at his grandfather's funeral.

And then, to his utter dismay, just when he thought things couldn't get any worse, they absolutely did.

With his focus placed squarely on Theo, who now stood just a few feet away, singing his heart out and looking as smug as ever - regardless of the fact that he was actually coming off like a crass moron - William made the mistake of looking in the direction of where the punk was suddenly pointing to.

Feeling the need to blink not just once, but several times, to ensure that he was clearly seeing what he was seeing - because being dazed and confused at this point could've certainly been a thing - William took in the horrific sight of two students carrying in the trussed up, formally-clad form of not only another professor, but one who was a dear friend of his.

How? How is this even possible? his mind cried out, as Dan was unceremoniously dumped on the floor before him and Kurt. How? he proceeded to beg with his eyes - because somewhere along the way, the gag had returned - as they connected with the bound man's, who was looking up at him with a mixed expression of anger and confusion.

Had he been able to speak, William would've cursed Theo into the ground! As it was, it took four students to keep him in his place, as he began to buck about like a caged animal, wanting so hard to not just bite the hand that was holding his 'leash,' but severe it with the hopes that the monster would bleed out.

Never in his life had he felt such anger, such revulsion, such a desire to cause another human being lethal harm, but Theo hand managed to push him over that exact edge.

He wanted blood, and he wanted it now, and it showed in his furious face and trembling, rage-filled form.

Yet, somehow, someway - most likely because they were shit-faced at this point or, well, they simply didn't give a flying fuck - the professor's unsavory disposition - okay, him losing his absolute shit! - went completely unnoticed as the crowd began to chant, "Make them fuck! Make them fuck! Make them fuck!" upon hearing Rick and Theo imply that he and Dan weren't just colleagues, not just friends, but lovers.

Jesus. Fuck no, was all William could think as he looked down at Dan who now had a look of sheer terror on his sweat-slick face, as he thrashed about in his bindings.

"Oh yeah, Pretty Boys," Rick chimed in, as he caught the exchange between the two men. "You ain't leaving here, until you fuck each other raw, and not in the face, but..."

"In the ass," he made certain to clarify, before reaching around to smack William's firm, bubble butt.

 

[Kouga-Ookami]

As the chanting picked up in volume, Theo held up his hand and they all fell quiet. "Bring out..." He paused for dramatic effect. "The humping chair!"

The chant changed then to "Humping chair! Humping chair! Humping chair!" As the new chant was taken up, four pledges left to fetch the chair in question. When they returned they carried the chair on their shoulders like a palanquin.

There were cheers all around as the wood and leather contraption was set before Will. Strangely enough, Will would actually recognize the ancient furniture. Back in his day it had been used to spank pledges; a pledge would be instructed to kneel on the device of their own accord and would then be spanked by the others. When Theo had lain eyes on the thing, however, he had repurposed it. Why use a perfectly good chair like this just for spanking? It put a man in the perfect position and height to be repeatedly violated from behind.

Holding his hand up again, silence fell once more. "Before the two lovers can go at it... We must first prepare them."

With his words, Dan was dragged to his feet, which were still taped together. His arms were also still taped behind his back. Reaching up, Theo set a hand on the athletic professor's head. As his hand found the freshly buzzed hair, an idea occurred to him but he chose to save it for later. Looking between the two men, Theo now asked, "So, which of you is the pitcher and who's the catcher? I'd wager Willie is the pitcher, am I right?"

Both men seemed terrified of the idea of being forced onto each other. Were they really not lovers, or were they just private people that didn't want their sex lives displayed in front of a horde of sex crazed, drunken people? Either way, Theo didn't really care, he'd make both of them do whatever he wanted. "That's what I thought." He said, as though convinced that Will had fucked Dan before. "Strip him down." He motioned to Dan.

As they others made to ravage their newest meat, he held up a hand. "Foreplay, gentlemen, foreplay. We want Will nice and ready to take him. We need to give him a good show."

Acting as though Dan's coming humiliation and degradation was for Will's benefit would be both insulting and humiliating.

Pulling out a pocket knife, Theo flipped it open and then one hand grasped Dan's nice, new coat and ripped it open. The buttons popped off and rolled across the floor, stopping at William's knees. Holding the coat open before taking his knife to the silk lining. As he stabbed at the fine material again and again, it began to come away in long, shredded strips of silk and fur. Soon the right side of the coat lay in a shredded heap on the floor. It seemed as though he were trying to cut the coat into as many pieces as possible.

Dan, at least, knew that Theo was aware of the fact that William had bought this coat. The message was clear, he hated William - for whatever reason.

As he was cutting there was a metallic thumping noise and Theo paused in his destruction of the coat and knelt down to pick up... a matching golden monogrammed flask. "Hot damn, Prof." He said as he held it up. "You and lover boy have matching flasks? That's so sweet it makes me want to puke."

He returned to the destruction of the coat but wasn't as thorough with the left side as he had been with the right. The only other interesting things that fell out were the man's phone, his money clip and... a condom. Again he bent down to pick it up. "Ah, so that was the goal, huh? You stopped by Will's apartment this evening for a little fun?" He asked, holding the small square in front of Dan's face. As he circled back around to the back of Dan, he cut off the last scraps of the coat clinging to his arms but leaving the duct tape in tact.

Standing behind Dan, he wrapped an arm around him and held up his hand to pinch the man's nose closed. With the tape tightly circling his head from just below his nose to under his chin, this made it impossible for the man to breathe. Instantly he began to thrash and buck, struggling to get free so that he could breathe.

As the same time, Theo glanced down and saw William fighting against those holding him captive. He'd been fighting pretty resolutely since Dan had been presented but seeing his friend suffocating was enough to renew his efforts. "You want me to let go?" He asked, looking straight at Will as he spoke. "You will have to do exactly what I say. Do you agree?"

Theo was pretty sure that if looks could kill, William's gaze would strike him down where he stood. After a moment, when Dan's eyelids were starting to flutter, William slowly nodded his head up and down and stopped fighting the men holding him. Smiling triumphantly, Theo released Dan's nose and the man breathed in deeply.

Carefully Theo began to cut through the layers of tape covering the lower half of the man's face. To his credit, he only nicked the man once! A thin stream of blood began to bead down his neck to pool along the white collar of his suit. Though once the tape was cut open, Theo pulled it all off in a large clump. Then he forced the man to his knees.

He let go of Dan, banking on the man's fear - and his bound arms and legs - to prevent him from trying to run. Instead he walked over to William and knelt down to whisper into his ear. "What I want you to do, is walk over there and initiate him into our little party... with Jimmy Riddle. Do it, or I'll finish what I started…" With all the fluids they had been pumping into Will - against his will - he should have plenty of bodily fluids saved up...

 

[Twisted_iN_Tux]

Shit-faced drunk or flying sky high.

Dan was initially convinced that he had to be one or the other - or, well, both! - because there was no way in hell that this was actually happening in any sort of sober reality that he knew of.

Somehow, someway, these animals had managed to pump him full of some sort of ultra-strong hallucinogenic, probably right after they had the balls to assault him, right out in the open, on his best friend's doorstep, his best friend William's doorstep, that is, who was kneeling now, just a few feet away, surrounded by a small contingency of the football team, with...with cum dripping from his face, a face that was now...adorned with several, ridiculously ill-placed piercings?

What the fuck was going on here?!

None of this could actually be happening. None of it. It was insane, and ludicrous, and...

And real.

Oh-so-fucking real.

The longer that he laid in the middle of the floor, trussed up like some holiday bird that was about to be roasted, the more the harsh reality began to sink in that this was truly happening, to both he and William, and it was about to go from bad to worse.

Watching as some sort of questionable looking contraption was brought into the room, Dan's undivided attention was actually given over to the master of ceremonies, the one and only Theo Elrich - who had quite the reputation for being a worthless piece of shit, at least amongst the administration who worked in the same department as he - as he blatantly ran away with the absurd notion that the two men were lovers!

WHAT?!

Unable to defend themselves, since both of them were gagged, Dan instead tried his hardest to wrap his head around what was happening here and, more importantly, what was about to happen. If he understood Theo correctly - and, well, the entire room around him - William was going to be forced to anally assault Dan, right here, right now, for all the world to see, but...but surely his friend wouldn't do it! Right?! There was no way in hell that either one of them would cave in and perform such an inexcusable, abusive act with one another!

This was madness, utter madness, and he wasn't going to stand for it, until, quite ironically, he was literally forced to his feet so that he could be stripped!

Being manhandled by those whom Dan actually knew rather well, seeing that he worked in the athletic department that many of these brothers frequented, the instructor tried his hardest to break free from their grubby hands as they began to paw at his formally-clad form; however, as quickly as the mauling began, it ceased, as their fearless leader called for a bit more restraint in the process.

Watching as the punk approached, Dan held his ground, making every effort to look as intimidating as possible; but as a switchblade was drawn and then swiftly put into service, reducing his brand new, ridiculously expensive topcoat to rags - one he had argued about with William, after he insisted upon buying it in an effort to settle a sizable debt he owed him - the man's posturing began to waver and his expression shifted from defiant to disgusted to defeated, all in a matter of minutes.

Being assaulted like this was a hard pill for Dan to swallow, because up until this very moment, he - very much like William - had always been the one in control, the one calling the shots, but with him bound and gagged as he was, he was completely helpless. He couldn't stop Theo from trashing his coat, from mocking his flask - which had actually been a birthday gift from William - or from finding the rubber, which he always kept handy, no matter where he went or who he was with.

So he preferred safe sex? So what? Didn't...

WHAT THE FUCK?!

Caught completely off guard as his assailant suddenly felt compelled to torture him in another way, a far more lethal way, Dan bucked and moaned as his only airway was cut off!

NO! FOR FUCK'S SAKE! NO! his mind screamed, as his eyes bulged and his lungs began to seize up from lack of oxygen. JESUS FUCKING CHRIST! SOMEBODY DO SOMETHING! he begged with his eyes, as his vision began to blur, and the room around him started to go dim.

PLEASE!

I don't want to d...

Air!

Suddenly he had air!

And there was so much of it, that it actually burned his lungs as he took in the deepest of breaths through his nose. Then, in an unexpected, surprisingly generous move, the tape was suddenly being cut away from his face. Wincing as his cheek was nicked, Dan actually let out a sharp bellow of pain as the extremely sticky tape, which was wrapped around his jaw and part of his neck, was suddenly torn free! He was certain it had ripped a layer of skin away with it, if not a patch of his blond-brown hair on the back of his neck.

Taking in even more air, he actually began to feel lightheaded, just as he was being pushed to his knees.

What...what now? his slightly foggy mind questioned, as he continued to recover from the lack of oxygen to his brain; however, before very long it became painfully obvious what was coming next or, at least, who was being thrust upon him, more than likely against their will.

Looking up to see not only William looming over him, but a very reluctant appearing, very naked Kurt Licht, Dan's ever-shifting expression went from one of confusion to utter disbelief, as the student proceeded, with a trembling hand, to unzip the professor's slacks, unearth his substantial cock, and aim it at his face.

"What are you doing, Will?" he was quick to question, in a surprisingly calm voice, as he attempted to make eye contact with his friend who wouldn't even look at him. "Will! Answer me, goddamnit! What the fuck is going on here?" he continued to plead, before turning his attention to Kurt, who was actually looking at him with a pained look in his eyes.

"I'm sorry," was all the kid could utter, just as William let out a truly distressing moan, before proceeding to piss all over Dan's face!

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" he reflexively, but stupidly shouted, as piss sprayed inside his gaping mouth, instantly splattering his teeth and tongue.

WHAT THE FUCK?! he mind then continued to scream, once it dawned on him to keep his damn mouth shut.

Why the fuck was Will doing this to him and why the fuck was everyone cheering him on instead of making a move to stop him?!

"Riddle! Riddle! Riddle!" the brothers wildly chanted, with glee in their eyes, as William's piss was directed not only at his face, but his pristine formal attire, attire that he himself had bought for Dan, just a week or so ago.

Why, Will, why? was all the now piss-soaked - and pissed off! - professor could wonder, as this nightmare continued to unfold. What the hell do they have on you? was his very next thought, as it finally clicked in his head that the monster in charge of this three ring circus had to have some sort of serious dirt on the man to make him do such a deplorable and disgusting thing.

What on earth did you do, Will? he continued to question, as his once brilliant white dress shirt became a sickening shade of yellow, clinging to his heaving pecs beneath as William's warm urine soaked through the fine fabric.

 

[Kouga-Ookami]

With William still gagged, the professor had no way of explaining the situation to the newcomer. Even if he weren't gagged, how did one go about explaining that he had been ambushed by the drunken, out of control frat brothers and been forced to do things he wasn't proud of, or that his keys had been stolen and his car taken for an unwanted joyride?

The thought struck Theo so suddenly that he couldn't help but chuckle, though he did so at the same time that Will was finally unleashing his bladder on the other professor, so it would seem as though he was laughing at the sight. "Bravo, Will." Theo said amicably as he applauded the well executed act of destroying Dan's trust in him.

Walking over, he made a motion and the men holding William dragged him back a few steps. Stepping in front of Dan, Theo crouched down and looked into the man's eyes. "He is quite handsome, Will. I see why you insisted we bring him in for the fun." He said casually, as though it had been Will's idea for Dan to get dragged into this nightmare.

"Rick." He said and glanced over to see Rick standing close behind the naked Kurt, who looked like he wanted nothing more than to vomit. Doing his best to ignore his best friend and the way he had already been violated, and been forced to violate their teacher, he focused instead on Rick. "Did Danny Boy here come to you the way Prof said he would?"

Quickly catching onto the game, Rick nodded. "Yes sir. Soon as we drove up in Prof's car Mr. Wick here came on over to find out why Prof left the party early."

Theo nodded with amusement and turned to look at Dan before he stated, "Good. Thank you for the tip, Will. Unfortunately, I think I will have to break our deal. I will not be releasing you, Will. My boys are having too much fun with you and they want to see you take Danny Boy here." He spoke low enough that the watching frat brother's wouldn't hear but Will and Dan certainly both did.

Intent on turning the one against the other, Theo also added, "I can see why the gullible fool was never accepted into Kappa Sigma." Neither of the men present had ever told Theo that Dan had been rejected by the fraternity in his time but they hadn't needed to tell him. Theo was thorough in his homework. He knew all the faculty that had either been part of the house, or been denied admittance.

It had taken a lot of digging to learn that Dan had applied and been rejected. Theo suspected that the man didn't tell many people about it and if he was right, Will was one of few who knew. So how else would Theo know?

Adding that one last little tidbit would hopefully be enough to make Dan think that Will had, indeed, sold him out for a chance at saving his own skin.

"Alright boys, settle down!" He shouted as he held up a hand and the crowd fell quiet to listen. "I think it's only fair, since Dan here was wrongfully dragged into this, to give him a proper, fighting chance." His words actually elicited a bunch of boos and hisses from the crowd until he clapped his hands.

"Hear me out boys!" He said with a wicked grin. "First we need to clear a path from Dan to the door." As he said this, he pointed at the door and slowly the crowd parted, making an open path to the door. "Now here are the rules, boys. Dan has ten minutes to crawl to the door. If he makes it in that time limit, he's free to go. Of he doesn't, he's staying for the remainder of the weekend. Let's play fair here, there will be no direct blocking of the path, nor will there be any direct contact of Dan in an attempt to slow him down. However, projectiles and obstacles are fair game!"

When he said the last bit, one of the crowd threw an empty beer bottle on the ground along the newly opened up path. It shattered and Theo smiled before nodding and clapping. When he was done speaking he walked over to where Will was being restrained and he fought with the man's arm for A moment before emerging with that man's watch.

Turning, he looked at Dan now. "Your ten minut s start... Now." he said and held up Will's very expensive Rolex to use to start timing this new trial. He hadn't bothered to untie Dan at all so his hands were still duct tapped behind his back and feet secured together. To even attempt his escape he'd be doing more of a wiggle than a crawl.

That didn't stop the crowd from starting to chant, "crawl, crawl, crawl!"

 

[Twisted_iN_Tux]

Being assaulted on so many fronts, in such a relentless manner, William practically lost track of just how wronged he and Dan were at this point.

Theo was really going all out, making every effort to ruin the two professors in as many ways as humanly possible. So far, they had both been physically and mentally attacked - not to mention financially, with the destruction of their personal belongings - but now, now these punks were making every effort to ruin whatever emotional connection the two men may have had together by pitting them against one another.

And the look on Dan's piss-slick face spoke volumes.

He was furious, and not just with the fraternity, but with William.

Wanting to defend himself, to tell his friend that what was being said was a pack of lies, William could only stand by and watch as Dan was prepared for yet another nightmarish assault; however, this time, for whatever reason, instead of playing it to the hilt, Theo was actually downplaying his next little game, a game all of the brothers, both former and current, knew quite well. William could only assume that this was being done for dramatic effect, because once the horrible process began, once the bodily fluids started to fly, it would became all too clear to the bound - and seemingly clueless - man that he was in for one of thee worst hazings of his entire life.

Bucking a bit as Theo snatched his costly wristwatch away, William soon found himself and, more specifically, his still exposed cock being manhandled on the sidelines, as Dan was worked into position at the far end of the room. Soon enough, even in their universally intoxicated state, the brothers proceeded to form two very orderly lines to the left and right of the bound professor. Wanting to look away, wanting to be no witness to what was about to happen to the poor man, William was forced to watch as the behemoth nicknamed Chewie held not only his body in place - with one of his enormous hands wrapped around the professor's thick cock - but, more importantly, his head by his now tangled hair.

"Crawl! Crawl! Crawl!" the brothers chanted, until it became more apparent that they had a very willing - actually, mostly desperate - participant in their midst. Once Dan began to wildly wriggle upon the floor, fighting to make his way across it, the left side of the line began to chant "Gaunt!" while the other chanted "Let!" until they were soon shouting the true name of the game at each other, which was clearly, "GAUNTLET! GAUNTLET! GAUNTLET!"

The first volley tossed down, came in the form of spit, lots and lots of spit, mostly in thick wads, but occasionally in long, stringy ribbons that rained down upon the man, hitting him in the face, the back of the head, and all over his broad backside. The brother nicknamed Renfield seemed to excel at this 'sport,' as wad after wad flew from his mouth and landed squarely on Dan's disgusted face. Those who missed, simply watched and laughed as their slimy projectiles only worked to slick up the already sticky floor, causing the professor to occasionally slip and slide as he struggled across it.

Next came food, random bits of half-eaten, salty chips and cheese curls, along with whole slices of cold pizza, that were tossed at the man like he was some caged animal begging for a meal. Babyface was having a field day with this part of the run, making sure that the slices of pizza landed face down, so that the greasy cheese and bright-red, tomato sauce got all over the professor's designer clothes.

The second wave of bodily fluids came in the form of piss, powerful, seemingly unending streams of it, which were strategically aimed at the floor, so that it made it near impossible to crawl upon; however, that didn't stop several brothers from spraying Dan with it, too, saturating his already urine soaked suit down to its core. Once again, Nutsack and Q took the lead, aiming their cocks at Dan's face, making sure that they got as much of their golden flow into his moaning mouth.

Uncontrollably slipping at this point, and truly struggling to make it a mere inch, let alone a foot further, the professor would find himself the perfect, prone target for those who simply wanted to wank off and then spew their creamy load all over him and the floor before him. Unable to control himself, Vanz pushed his way into the line and proceeded to ejaculate all over the side of Dan's face, laughing wildly as he did, since more than a few ropes landed on his lips and even got inside of his mouth, as he cursed and cried out in rage!

Watching against his will as this nauseating nightmare dragged on, William soon found himself not only being manhandled by Chewie, but by Mad Max, who had slipped in beside him with a curious, unblinking expression that truly disturbed the professor. "Hold him tight," he instructed the larger brother, as he himself reached out and grasped William's cock, once Chewie removed his own hand so that he could use it to secure the professor more firmly. "This will only hurt a bit," he then warned, just as his other hand came into view, holding something that looked a lot like a cork screw!

Bloody hell! William's mind screamed, as he cried out from behind his gag and attempted to break free but failed.

With eyes flashing wide, William watched in terror as the deranged student proceeded to work the tip of the metal instrument into his piss slit. Not stopping there, not even for a moment, he continued to drill the ribbed device deeper and deeper until the entire length - all nines inches of it! - was fully imbedded in William's now rigid shaft! Wanting to pass out but also puke, as hot bile began to burn his throat, William suddenly found himself in good company as the group of brothers lined up before him began to spew the contents of their own stomachs all over the nearly passed out professor that lay at their feet!

At this point, the defeated man's ten minutes had lapsed a good, well, ten minutes ago, which meant that neither of them were leaving. Dan was now officially a part of this hell on earth and William was to blame, or at least that was impression that the filth-covered man still had, as he lay gagging on the spit, piss, cum, and puke of nearly two dozen delinquents.

"I give up!" he tried to cry out over their relentless chants and laughter, as he fought against the urge to spew himself. "I fucking give up!" he kept crying, as he made an effort to make eye contact with William but failed, as an extremely drunk brother proceeded to block his entire view as he positioned his raunchy ass right over the professor's gaping mouth!

Jesus, no, was all William could think, as he saw the student squat and then heard him squeal like a pig, which sent a chill along the professor's spine.

"FUCK NO!" he then bellowed from behind his gag, as Mad Max began to twist, and twist, and twist, the end of the rod that was rammed deep inside his dick!

How much more would they have to endure?

Fuck. How much more could they?

 

[Kouga-Ookami]

The Gauntlet was something usually reserved for pledges that the house didn't particularly like and were trying to scare away. It wasn't something every pledge went through. Theo and his friends had been spared the horror of being on the receiving end of it; Theo because he was a legacy, Kurt because Theo vouched for him and Rick because he was such a charmer that the house took a liking to him almost immediately. Though watching Dan attempt the Gauntlet did bring back memories. His first year here one of his fellow pledges had been succumbed to the Gauntlet, a skinny little thing. He had been so thin that every bone in his body was visible. Naturally the house had decided that the poor kid did not have what it took to represent the house so they had treated him to the hardest hazing ritual they had. Normally the participant in the Gauntlet wasn't restrained in any way, but they were usually naked. They were instructed to crawl from one end of the party room to the other while the brothers did whatever they wanted to him. If he stood up, he forfetted.

The boy in Theo's first year had bowed his head and trudged his way through food, spit, urine, cum and feces. He had weathered the vomit and thrown projectiles. He had been a determined little prat. It wasn't until he reached the end of the Gauntlet that he surrendered. Theo had played a critical role in that surrender. That dumb kid had been the first guy Theo had ever fucked.

Thinking back to that day had Theo's cock growing hard. He was almost ready to shoot another load. Though today he wouldn't be taking the Gauntlet runner, as had been tradition since that day. Oh no. He had something much more fun in mind.

He watched as Dan initially tried to shuffle his way down the sticky corridor in the kneeling position he was in. He kept his balance only for a short time as a foot reached out and kicked his back, sending him toppling to the hard floor. With his hands secure behind his back he landed face-first with a grunt of pain. The man then started wiggling awkwardly with his head and face buried in the ground, using it as a pivot point as he scrunched up his knees and then extended them again. The result of this was the man dragging his face across the food and spit coating the floor in front of him.

After Dan got a mouthful of some sort of... well something nasty from the sounds of his gags, the man rolled onto his side and tried a different, awkward sort of wiggle where he lay on his shoulders and used his feet to propel him forward. It wasn't much better than the face-first approach and it took only a few kicked from his feet before he rolled over onto his back in exhaustion, laying on his arms. By now the suit the man was wearing was utterly ruined. There were stains of all sorts of colors all along it. The most prominent being the deep yellow which covered so much of the white shirt it seemed like the entire shirt had been dyed piss yellow.

As he lay on his back, panting just a little, he was treated to a fresh face-full of urine. This renewed Dan's energy and he began to propel himself with his feet once again, hoping that while on the move it would be more difficult to hit him, perhaps? It wasn't, of course. The man moved so slowly that brothers had no problem keeping their aim true. What the bound man soon found was that being on his back like this certainly made movement easier. He could pull his bound legs up and then when he pushed with them he was able to get a full, smooth movement, a full leg-length forward! It was much faster than any of the previous movements, but it also left his face dreadfully exposed.

All the while the man was struggling his way along the corridor of fraternity brothers, Theo stood at the end, watching as he stroked himself through the thick material of William's ancestral kilt. Fuck but it was so hot watching this. It was ten times better than the usual Gauntlet. Maybe they'd have to keep this in mind for the next round of pledges. He glanced over to Will, intent to antagonize him by showing the man how he was defiling his ancestry by stroking himself like this.

What he saw instead was Mad Max shoving something up Will's cock. The man tried to fight it, but Chewie held him tight. Seeing the metal rod slipping into the depths of the man's cock gave Theo an idea. A wonderful, awful idea.

Making the man fuck Dan could wait a little longer. He needed to motivate the man to do so anyway and he knew just how to do it.

Turning to glance back at the Gauntlet as he heard Dan giving up, he saw one brother squat over the newly soiled professor while another brother came up and forced Dan to open his mouth. Then the first one let loose. "Oh, God. What the hell has that man been eating?" Theo exclaimed with a laugh while the crowd cheered. The smell was horrendous and it was almost pure liquid, making it impossible for Dan to avoid as it splattered not only into his mouth but across his face.

"Oh man, been holdin' that one in for a damn minute now." The man squatting over Dan said with a sigh of relief as he finished up.

Theo turned to look at Mad Max and Chewie. "Keep him secure. I've just had an idea." He said and smirked, nodding at them before he left the room. Taking the stairs three at a time, it didn't take long to sprint up the stairs to his own bedroom. Despite the disorderly array downstairs, Theo's room was remarkably straight and orderly. He had everything meticulously organized. So it didn't take long for him to find his tens unit. He used it for its therapeutic purposes, typically attaching it to electrodes on his back after games. But he only ever used the lowest settings. How high could the device go?

Smiling, he plugged cords into the small black box and wrapped them around it before sprinting back down to the party room. "I'm back." He said breathlessly as he came to a stop before Will and the brothers holding him secure. Completely ignoring Dan - who had been ordered to lick the brother's ass clean - Theo held up the small black box, waving it in Will's face.

After giving Will a wink, Theo knelt down before the large man and unwrapped the cords. Thankfully the ends of the cords had small clamps, which were usually used to attach to electro pads. This time, however, Theo affixed one to each side of the 'hilt' of the cork screw sound jammed up inside of Will's cock.

"You ready?" He asked Will and then winked and turned on the tens unit to the lowered setting. This particular unit was a high-grade device. On the instructions it specifically said 'For External Use Only'. Theo had never tried using it for something like this, but he had seen videos of men using electro stimulation. Usually it was through pads wrapped around the cock. Though he'd seen electro sounding before too. It was never something he wanted to try for himself, but trying it on someone else... Well, there was a certain degree of satisfaction he got as he turned the dial up from 1 to 2. The device had twelve settings.

After a full minute, Theo turned off the device and looked into Will's eyes. "How's it feel?" He asked and pulled the gag from his mouth. "Is it good? Does it make you want to cum...?" Before Will had a chance to answer, however, Theo turned it back on, turning it up to a 3 this time. This time he only left it on for thirty seconds. "You ready to fuck Dan yet...?"

 

[Twisted_iN_Tux]

Had William not had his own issues to deal with, he knew for a fact that he would've done everything in his power to finally break free - even if it meant harming the students holding him in place - so that he could've rescued Dan from the bile-inducing torment that he was suffering through; however, the current torture that he himself was being put through was more than enough to keep him right where he was.

Having his manhood mercilessly fondled was one thing, that much he could've dealt with, even if it did disgust him to his core to have another guy - a student nonetheless! - groping him against his will. But having his urethra violated by a foreign object, one that literally looked like an implement you would use to pierce a cork in a bottle, was an unspeakable act that pushed this evening right over the edge, out of the frying pan of reality and into the roaring fires of hell.

Continuing to moan through his gag as the instrument was now slowly worked in and out of his rigid shaft, William found himself going both silent and still as Theo ran off and then returned with a device that the professor knew all too well, seeing that before he was an instructor, he was a sports therapist who employed tens units on nearly a daily basis. Developed as a tool to stimulate nerves, in an effort to relieve pain, William had also been educated to understand that if used incorrectly, it could actually cause pain and even permanent damage.

From the look on Theo's face and from the way that the student next to him practically squealed with delight upon seeing the unit, it was obvious which path this was going to take.

Shaking his head from side to side as the tethers were attached to the ends of the metal rod, those deep throated moans from earlier returned with a vengeance as the device was switched on and then dialed up, one agonizing degree at a time!

At level one, William could feel the electrical current nipping away at the sensitive, inner skin of his stretched out shaft. The sudden stimulation caused the spongy tissue beyond to flex, before becoming far more rigid. Like it or not, the professor now had a boner.

At two, the nipping became more of a permanent prickling sensation, that crawled across the entire length of his thick prick from tip to base. It even went as far as to stimulate his prostate, as the head of the rod dove that deep. Therefore, completely against his will, William began to leak pre-cum.

Convinced that this would end not only in pain, but the aforementioned permanent damage, the professor was actually caught off guard as the device was switched off, just as the leaking pre became more of a steady flow. Then, in yet another unexpected move, his ability to speak was returned to him as his gag was worked free from his mouth. Wanting to scream and shout, and curse everyone out, the opportunity to do any of that was swiftly snatched away as the electrical charge returned!

Crying out in agony, the sudden return of the current to his cock was jarring. It was as if he had stuck his dick in a live outlet. But as quickly as the elevated electrical assault came, it subsided, as the device was switched off yet again.

Breathing heavy and sweating profusely now, William struggled to regain his composure, as well as mentally prepare himself for the next attack, which was inevitably coming whenever Theo felt like dishing it out. Never in his life had he experienced such pain, but what alarmed him even more so was the underlying waves of pleasure that ebbed and flowed like the current itself. Was...was he truly being turned on by this or was it just a natural reaction, one that he had no control over?

Then the question came, the one he’d been dreading since the moment it had been evoked, only moments before, and it was then that William understood that he had no control over what was happening to him, because while he was inwardly repulsed by the thought of fucking another man, a man he considered a good friend, his painfully erect, pre-oozing cock told a different story.

“Of course he wants to fuck the filthy pig!” Rick suddenly interjected as he stepped before William with Kurt in tow. “Just look at that beautiful slab of his! He’s rock solid for some hot, professor ass! Aren’t you, faggot?” he added, with a sneer, as he reached out and slapped the engorged member that was already throbbing as it bobbed in the air.

Letting out a vicious snarl, William was about to tell all of them - especially Rick - to go to hell, when out of the blue, a pair of lips locked with his own! Trying to pull away, he couldn’t, as the same individual dug their fingers deep inside his thick head of hair. The next thing he knew, his mouth was being stuffed with tongue, a long, pierced tongue, that brought with it a copious amount of spit.

“What the fuck, Ren?” Rick barked at the kid as he continued to molest William’s mouth. “You’re a fucking first year! You don’t get dibs on Studmuffin!”

“Yeah!” William then heard the Goliath who was holding him firm growl at the kid. “Fuck off!” he then barked, before giving him a hard shove, which sent him flying across the room.

Finding himself suddenly free, William made a desperate attempt to get away, but his efforts were swiftly cut short as a flash of electricity shot through his cock! Ten times more powerful than the last blast, it made him weak in the knees, and had it not been for the swift moves of two new brothers, William would’ve been hitting the floor hard, landing not too far from Dan who was still wallowing in a puddle of filth.

“Not so fast, Princess!” the one muttered in his ear, before using those same lips to nibble on his neck, then his jaw, and finally his mouth.

"Yeah, I want a taste, too," the other added, as he leaned in and began to run the tip of his tongue all along the side of William's slick face and strong neck, which was splattered with so many bodily fluids, it was hard to tell where one ended and another began.

"This is ridiculous!" William then heard someone growl, just before...

"FUCK!"

Shouting the singular curse from around the mouth that currently had his own captured, William's cock suddenly felt like it was on fire! It literally felt like it was being roasted from the inside out, as wave after wave of raw energy pulsed along the metal rod and scorched the skin surrounding it! Unable to control his bodily functions, William started to piss himself, but instead of it flowing freely and splattering all over the floor below, it was landing on Kurt's upturned face!

"Yeah! That's what ya get for bein' a rat!" Rick was taunting him now as two of their brothers held the blond in place, forcing him to drink straight from the tap, regardless of the fact that the sounding rod was still deeply imbedded in the professor's cock. "Drink it all up! Don't waste a fuckin' drop!"

"Or we'll make ya lick Danny Boy's face clean too," the dark-haired deviant snarled in Kurt's ear, just loud enough for William to hear.

 

[Kouga-Ookami]

This party had gone wildly out of control. Things were not what he expected. Originally it had been just another run of the mill party, supposedly in honor of Theo's birthday. Though his birthday bash had been going hard and stead while the supposed man of the hour had been outside enjoying the cold, crisp nature of the chill night. Then William had appeared. The man had been so well dressed and so sure of himself that he had thought to put an end to the fun. Now where was he?

Theo was shaken from his contemplation on the wild turn of events by the sudden appearance of Rick, once more dragging Kurt into the middle of things. Damn it, Rick! Leave Kurt out of this! The thought was loud and clear in Theo's head, yet still he didn't say anything or do anything to stop Rick's abuse of his close friend.

It was true though, that William's cock was harder than Theo had ever seen it. In fact, harder than most natural erections he had seen. The electricity that had been pumped through the spongy flesh had done it's job and caused it to grow so rigid it looked like the man was on the verge of shooting his load. Already some clear white pre was dripping out the end and he couldn't help but watch the way the purpling flesh twitched in seeming excitement. Was Will actually starting to enjoy himself on some level or was it purely the electricity? If Theo had been alone with the man and had him tied down, he would have experimented with this.

How much fun would it be to have the helpless Will pinned down while he played with all the different settings of this tens unit? Could he make William cum just from the sensation of electricity? Would he shoot hard enough to force the cork-screw sound out? His tongue slid across his lip at the idea but just then Ren went and stuck himself in the middle of the excitement, only to be shoved away and told to fuck off since he was only a first year.

As it were, he was so distracted he suddenly felt someone yank the tens unit from his own hand and felt a spike of anger. Who would dare take his toy from him?! Glancing over, he spotted Mad Max holding the control.

Things happened fast then. Ren was shoved away and in the confusion, William made an attempt to escape but was soon enough pinned again, with a man on either side of him licking and sucking at his flesh. Then Kurt was shoved to his knees and was being forced to drink Will's urine as the electricity was turned up so high that the man's bladder was released a second time in less than half an hour.

If not for the brothers surrounding Will, he was sure the man would have collapsed from the sudden pain of the electricity. The sounds of his anguish were so delightful that it made Theo's own cock stir and pulse. Fuck. He wanted nothing more than to bend Will over that nearby bench and fuck him.

The thought brought another to mind and he smiled wickedly. Leaving both men to their separate torments - glancing over at Dan he saw that the man had a second brother crouching over his face now - he turned and looked around. It took a few minutes to find the man he was looking for but when he did, he pushed his way through the crowd. "Q. It's time." He said and the man's eyes seemed to light up.

"Really?" He asked with excitement and when Theo nodded, the man grinned and practically ran from the room.

With Q gone and his plan set into motion, Theo returned to where Will was being assaulted. The electricity had been turned off but Mad Max was taunting him with it. "Admit that it felt good, you little faggot. You love feeling the electricity coursing through you. It makes you feel alive... It makes you want to shoot your fat load." He said and turned it on again, to an 8 this time.

Catching Mad Max's eyes, he lifted a hand in a small motion and the man turned off the electricity again, allowing William a breather. Theo allowed Chewie to continue his assault of the man's right side but took up position on the man's left, shoving another brother out of the way. His right arm wrapped around William's left to hold him in place. He ran a finger across William's face, sliding the digit through the blood and urine and who knows what else that lingered on his slick face. Then he traced his finger along the man's lip, leaving a discolored smear behind. "I've just sent Q to fetch Kappa." He told the man and tightened his grip on the man's arm. "It's going to be so much fun watching your lover get ass-raped by a dog..."

He was speaking low and quiet so that only William would hear. He didn't want the brothers catching wind of his plan or they would probably ruin it.

"Of course... You could save him from that fate... How you ask? Well, I want you to go over there and help Dan up. You won't say a word to him. You will simply drag him over to the bench and bend him over it. You will remove his pants and start fucking him."

As he finished his explanation, Q returned holding the leash for an enormous dog. As he appeared the brothers began to cheer and chant Kappa's name. Then Q held up his arm, holding a small vial that looked like a cologne bottle.

"See what Q is holding?" Theo asked, glad that Q had the forethought to brandish it to the crowd. "That is a vial of pheramones. One whiff of that and Kappa will go ballistic. After Q pours it all over Dan, Kappa will think he's a bitch in heat and have at it. So what'll it be, Will. You gonna deflower your lover... Or is the dog going to do it?" The fact that he called it 'deflowering' told Will that Theo didn't actually believe they were lovers, but would force this act upon them anyway.

 

[Twisted_iN_Tux]

This couldn't be happening, not to Dan. This shouldn't be happening, not to another human being. But it was. All of it. Every last vile minute of it all was taking place, almost as if in slow motion, and there didn't appear to be an end in sight, at least not until every last drunken dickhead in the house emptied themselves out all over him.

Or so it seemed.

One after another, they came to spit on him, and spew on him, and soak him down in their bodily fluids that ran the gambit from piss to puke to...

"FUCK!"

Being shat on would've been terrifying enough, all on its own, but to be forced to consume the foreign fecal matter, that smelled like something had literally died inside of the repulsive animal expelling it, was a whole new level of unspeakable hell that shook Dan to his core. Writhing wildly beneath the firm hold of no less than four students, the professor made every effort to put an end to this senseless violence, to put an end to him having to, quite literally, eat shit and, perhaps, die; however, just like William who was being probed and essentially electrocuted just a few feet away, there was no escape.

Or, again, so it seemed.

Feeling as if an eternity had passed from the first revolting assault to the last - Are they really stopping? - Dan suddenly found himself simply laying in a pool of excrement, exhausted beyond words from struggling so hard. Abruptly abandoned by the pack of animals, Dan watched, through crap encrusted lids, as the one person whom he loathed the most now loomed over him. Making an effort to kick at him, to spit at him, to curse him into the ground, Dan wanted nothing more than to cause him as much pain as he could possibly inflict. What these barbarians had already done to the man would pale in comparison to the harm he would do, for it was the betrayal of friendship that hurt him the most, cutting like a knife, right through the heart.

"Go to hell!" he shouted, as William - with his dick still dangling from his pants - bent over him and proceeded to wipe his face clean with his own sullied silk scarf, which was only a tad less soiled than the rest of the man's equally fucked up formal attire. "Get your fucking hands off of me!" Dan then barked as he was brought to his still very bound feet. "What...what the fuck is wrong with you?" he questioned, as William continued about his business, not uttering a single word as he...

"NO!" Dan shouted in the man's face, as he bucked against his broad, well-built body - which felt like a literal brick wall - upon seeing the direction he was being dragged in. "WILL! DON'T DO THIS!" he ranted, as they now stood before the bench that had been brought out earlier in the evening. "JESUS! FUCKING! CHRIST!" he continued to shout, until his words were drowned out by the thunderous chants of, "FUCK! HIM! FUCK! HIM! FUCK! HIM!"

But then the warning came, so quickly and so subtly, that he almost thought he imagined it being uttered into his ear, but the look on William's face - a look he managed to catch just before he was pitched forward over the bench - told him everything he needed to know. One way or another he was going to be sexually assaulted, it was just a matter of who did the dirty deed.

William.

Or the dog.

Struggling with the thought of being anally assaulted by another man, one whom he had considered his best friend up until a few hours ago, Dan couldn't even imagine what it would be like to be mounted by the four-legged monster that stood drooling just a few feet away. But apparently those were his options. Or at least the ones that had been given to William on his behalf.

Not caring in the least that it appeared that his 'friend' was doing him a 'favor' by choosing to fuck him himself, Dan went back to struggling for his very life, by bucking his bound body as hard as he could, all the while cursing out anyone within range, even going as far as to call out more than a few of the brothers by name; however, yet again, he swiftly found himself pinned in place. Then, as if the act of being publicly raped wasn't traumatic enough, two of the animals proceeded to grip and then rip not only the seat of his trousers open, but the smooth, satin material of his boxer briefs below, so that, in a flash, his muscular ass was suddenly on full display!

Feeling his shit stained face flash hot as his backside became exposed, Dan did his best to ignore the catcalls and the degrading comments that immediately filled the air around him. But when the students who had him pinned in place began to slap his ass, began to...to actually finger his prone hole, he totally snapped!

"YOU'RE DEAD! ALL OF YOU ARE FUCKING DEAD!" he began to scream, at the top of his lungs. "I SWEAR TO GOD! YOU'RE DEAD!" he continued to repeatedly rant, like a madman, until his voice went hoarse and then his sore throat seized up.

Please, Will...don't...don't do this, he then thought, after his voice completely failed him and...and tears began to form in his filthy eyes. You don't have to do this.

 

[Kouga-Ookami]

The threat had Will seething, Theo could see it in his eyes, but he wanted to save his friend the shame and humiliation of being fucked by a dog, so he grudgingly, and slowly, accepted his fate. When it was clear that Will was going to fuck Dan himself, Theo had Mad Max pull the sound out of the man's cock and they watched as he strode - with his hard cock out and flopping around - over to where Dan had been most recently violated. He lay in his puddle of filth. Feces, urine, vomit, food... You name it and Dan was laying on it or had it smeared over him in one way or another.

He was panting and heaving as Will approached. To give Dan credit, he put up quite a fight when he realized what Will intended to do to him. As the man realized where he was being carried he struggled against his friend but it was pointless. Not only were his arms and legs restrained, but some of his energy had been sapped from all the struggling he'd done trying to escape the Gauntlet only moments before. His fight or flight instincts had kicked in, but he was no match for William who clearly had more muscles on the man to begin with.

The crowd cheered and hollered as Dan was forced onto the bench. The leather straps that hung from the bench were secured around Dan's already bound form, preventing him from thrashing and throwing his body from the bench. It would be uncomfortable. however, with his arms still bound behind his back and chest secured to the padded bench. The duct tape sealing his legs together was cut apart and his legs instead bound to the bench, spreading them wider to allow access to his newly exposed rump.

The curses the man was screaming weren't exactly original, but he was screaming with a definite passion. Clearly he didn't want what was about to happen. Yet, strangely, this didn't put so much as a damper on any of the gathered fraternity brothers. Any of the brothers (or their guests for that matter) that might have had qualms with openly raping someone, had all left the party already. Now it was just the animals left, the ones that went with the hype and wouldn't really consider their actions until the next day, if at all.

Once Dan was secured to the table with his toned ass on display, Will seemed to lose steam and just stood there. It was obvious to Theo that the man didn't want to go through with this either. "Here, let me give you a hand." Theo said as he stepped up close to Will and he reached down to grasp the man's cock, which was still hard and even a little drippy from the electric sounding. "In fact..." A thought crossed his mind and Theo walked away for a moment, going to a nearby cabinet.

This brief reprieve gave both men a chance to catch their breaths, or possibly even hope that Theo wouldn't force this on them. Though they would both soon learn that this wasn't the case.

When he returned, Theo was carrying a strict leather arm restraint. Two cuffs slipped up Will's masculine arms and then a third, larger cuff secured his wrists together tightly behind his broad back. "There." He said and then his hand wrapped around Will's cock again. "Oh, look at the wee Little Willy." He once again slipped into the insulting Scottish accent, knowing how much it offended and upset Will. "Don't worry, Danny Boy. Will here is so small you won't even feel 'im." His hand slapped the man's erection then he grasped the edges of Will's pants and briefs and yanked the material down to his knees, exposing not only his balls, but his masculine ass as well.

Stepping behind the professor, his hand groped the man's tight bun, giving a firm squeeze. "Such a nice ass, Prof." He told the man, pressing his own body close to the older man's. With their similar heights, this put his own crotch right up against Will's newly exposed ass. The slightly rough material of the ancestral kilt he was still wearing rubbing against the sensitive skin of his own erection as he ground it against Will's backside. His arms wrapped around the man and one wrapped around Will's cock while the other grasped his balls.

Will had no choice at this point. Theo, quite literally, had him by the balls. His hands pulled the man forward by his cock and balls while his own hips pressed on him from behind, forcing the man to shove his hard cock into his friend's unwilling hole. "What's the matter, Will? Why can't you get that pencil dick of yours inside, huh?" Theo didn't let up until Will was buried to the hilt inside of Dan, though he did it in a slow, almost merciful pace. Almost as though he were trying to allow Dan to be stretched out slowly by the invading phallus. Then his hands released the man's balls and the base of his cock, moving instead to his hips before making Will rotate his hips, forcing him to grind his cock around inside of Dan.

Breathing heavily with arousal, Theo began to nip and suck on Will's ear. "Is his hole nice and tight, huh? Is it a fine piece of meat you're fucking...? Are you... enjoying yourself?" His hand pulled Will's hips back, making the man slide back out of Dan until only the tip of Will's cock was still inside the warmth. Then he slammed Will's hips forward, driving his cock back into Dan with more force. "Fuck..." Theo groaned into Will's ear.

Reaching down, he lifted the kilt and grasped his own cock, giving himself a couple strokes before pressing it to Will's own tight hole. "I've been waiting all night for this... I'm going to show you what a real man's cock feels like." Then he began to thrust his own cock into Will.

Seeing as Will had never been violated like this, and the position he was in, the man's anus was quite tight and Theo was almost certain the man was clenching, trying to prevent his penetration. That didn't stop Theo though. Even if the orifice was painfully tight, he kept pushing. There was no pleasure without a little pain, he believed. Soon he felt something warm and wet sliding over his own cock and he knew that he had ripped the man open. Using the blood as lubricant, he pushed harder until he was buried to the hilt inside of Will while Will was buried inside of Dan. A train of sorts.

His hands pulled on Will's hips, pulling the man out of Dan then did the same himself before thrusting back into Will, which in turn forced Will to thrust into Dan.

 

[Twisted_iN_Tux]

He couldn't do this. No. He wouldn't do this! But...but he had to. Didn't he? He had no other choice. It was either fuck Dan himself or watch as his best friend was brutally violated by a four-legged mongrel.

You can do this, Will. You have to do this.

Standing behind the bench as Dan was tied down to it, only after his ass was aggressively exposed, the professor suddenly found himself frozen in place, unable to perform the despicable act, regardless of the fact that he had just convinced himself that there was no other option. The thought of violating another man, let alone a friend, in such a manner, literally made him sick to his stomach. How...how did other men do this? It...it...it just didn't seem natural to him. Not that there was anything wrong with one man loving another, but...but to express it in this way, just didn't seem right. It just...

"NO!"

Crying out as Theo had the nerve to intervene, the fucking balls to grasp his cock and aim it right at Dan's prone hole on his behalf, William let slip a sigh of relief when the punk quickly backed off. Maybe he was having second thoughts? Maybe this whole thing was just a sick prank that they really had no intention of following through on or maybe...

"GET...OFF OF ME!"

Crying out for a second time in a matter of minutes, William bucked, yet again, against the hands that were now holding him firm, as some sort of leather restraints were worked into place upon his bulging biceps and then down around his equally built forearms. Just like that, he was bound from behind, which caused his massive pecs to jut forward, practically popping open his fitted dress shirt, which was soaked in sweat and piss, and smeared in some of the same shit that had been splattered all over Dan, seeing that his friend had put up a good fight upon being dragged across the room.

"THEO!"

Shouting the kid's name, William hoped, no, he prayed that he could somehow get through to him; however, he, like everyone around them, didn't seem to give a damn what was being said or what was happening to these innocent men. If anything, his protests only seemed to excite them even more so as their chants of, "FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" somehow managed to intensify. Soon enough the walls were practically vibrating from their singular demand, yet, somehow, someway, the professor still managed to hear every last degrading comment made by Theo, up until the moment his own trousers and designer briefs were yanked free from his narrow hips.

Feeling his silk suspenders snap, those that had been holding his pants neatly in place, William felt something inside of him come undone as well as his now exposed ass was groped and then roughly ground against. Shouting out, he thrashed about as well, mostly in short fits, as the restraints did an excellent job of keeping him helplessly in place. Then Theo's hands returned to grasp his cock and his balls, and all William could do was growl, like a caged animal, as he was fondled and then forced forward!

Fighting against Theo as he threw all of his weight into William's backside, he couldn't actually see what was happening down below, but he could feel it - every, last, horrific moment of it all - as the plush tip of his bulbous cockhead was repeatedly mashed against Dan's prone pucker, until - OH FUCK! - it managed to burrow its way beyond the tight rim and pop inside the warm shoot beyond!

Spewing a series of unintelligible words as the long length of his sore cock sank deep inside, inch by quivering inch, William's voice would be drowned out by not just the updated chants of "DEEPER! DEEPER! DEEPER!" but the guttural, gut-wrenching moans of Dan as his virginal anus was literally torn open by the thick rod!

Wincing as the disturbing sound managed to pierce the already noise-infused air, William continued to fight and lose as his hips were now grasped and his body was manipulated against his will. With rage in his eyes and hate in his heart, he was now repeatedly being forced to fuck his best friend as dozens of students looked on and more than a few actually took the time to record the violent act!

Then - JESUS NO! - when he didn't think that this nightmare could get any worse, he suddenly felt not just the all too familiar sensation of Theo's warm mouth on his exposed ear - as he taunted and teased him - but the undeniable feeling of the guy's throbbing prick slapping against his own exposed ass!

Going rigid with fear, as it suddenly dawned on him that he too was going to be raped, William literally began to beg for mercy as he clenched, and wiggled, and fought to break free - fought to stop this needlessly cruel act before it went too far - only to lose the most important battle of the evening, perhaps, even, of his life.

Suddenly acutely aware of exactly what Dan had suffered through only moments before, William howled in agony as his own virginal anus was not only unnaturally expanded, but angrily torn open, so cruelly, so carelessly, that he immediately felt the unmistakable sensation of bodily fluids running down the insides of his powerful thighs as he was repeatedly and relentlessly thrust into by Theo's obscenely rigid cock!

Panic-stricken - mostly because he had no idea what was happening to him internally, seeing that it felt like his insides were being torn apart - William continued to cry out in pain as he was ridden hard and, in turn, forced to ride Dan just as hard, if not harder. The sound of flesh slapping upon taut flesh, which, in turn, was slapping upon even more firm flesh, seemed to take over, as the chanting died down just a little. The only other distinct sound that could be heard at this point was that of Dan who was emitting his own series of pained expressions as he too was torn apart, bleeding out as William himself was.

"Please, Theo, s-stop..." William finally managed to utter, between grunts and groans, as his body was abused, as well as used like some sort of sex toy on steroids. "Please...I'm begging you...just stop."

 

[Kouga-Ookami]

The sound of William begging only fueled Theo to thrust harder. It was a tight fuck. In fact, it was probably the tightest fuck he had ever experienced. The man was so tight it was almost painful.

Screams of utter dismay, pain and torment were like music to his ears. Both men in front of him were howling in pain and both were begging for an end to the torment. Little did they know, the torment had only just truly began. The gathered brothers would all want a turn at one, or possibly both, sweet holes. By the time Will and Dan left, their formerly tight holes would be gaping maws.

That thought filled Theo with such sweet passion that he found himself thrusting more slowly so as to savor this splendidly tight sensation. Moans of pleasure passed through his lips as his tongue trailed long, wet paths along his neck.

His hand came up then, gripped the fitted dress shirt, and ripped it wide open. For the third time that evening, buttons went flying. Some landed on Dan's back while others flew off into the crowd. His hands then began to trace and grope the outline of the man's pecks.

Finding his rhythm, he began to o thrust in and out of Will, enjoying the way that doing so made the man fuck his best friend at the same time.

"Fuck... How do you fucking like it?" Theo growled, thrusting in particularly deep. "Take that..."

"How do you like being on the receiving side for once, huh?" At first it sounded like he was making more jibes at him and Dan being a couple, but there was something off about the way he said it, with such passion, it sounded like he was talking about something more bountiful than a small jibe.

"That's right... Take it all you filthy, disgusting whore. Take it and know what it's like to be violated on a level that scours your very soul..." His deep, growling voice was so sexually charged as he picked up the pace, barely allowing Will the time to pull out from Dan before Theo was thrusting back in again.

His breath was coming in heated, pants as for the second time this night he felt himself getting close to the edge again.

By now Will had stopped begging but that did little to stop him from making noise so Theo reached up with his hand and covered the older man's mouth with his hand. "Shut the fuck up dad!" He snapped and didn't even realize what he'd said. "It's my turn now. Fuck!" At that, he shot his load deep inside the professors tight hole and rode out his orgasm, still muffling Will's noises with his hand.

That's when Theo realized what he'd said and he felt mortified. Not wanting to give Will an opportunity to make a snarky comment about it, he pulled out of the man but left his hand over his mouth. Glancing around he spotted the sound on a nearby chair and barked for someone to hand it to him.

Jamming the sound up Will's ass, which accepted it so much better than it had Theo's cock seconds before, he rubbed it around until he knew it was against Will's prostate. Then he cranked the tens unit up to 8. The intense electricity caused the muscles to spasm and jerk but also forced him to release his load inside of Dan. It was far from the blissful orgasms that Will would be used to. It was, indeed, the most painful release he had ever experienced.

Not turning off the electricity for nearly three minutes (which would feel like an eternity to the man) he felt the large man's weight against him when he finally turned it off.

"Make Dan lick him clean." Theo said, stepping back and releasing Will entirely, watching the man with a heated gaze. Would he dare utter a word about what Theo had accidentally revealed to the man? "And gag him." Better safe than sorry.

Someone pulled over a coffee table and made Will lay over it, his creamed ass right up in Dan's face. Some piece of soiled cloth was forced into the professors mouth and Theo let out a small breath of relief.

Glancing over at Renfield, he saw the man's eyes alight as his tongue ran over his lip. The man had a specific kink for this act and it was clear by the way he stroked his cock at the very idea of Dan rimming Will. "Ren." Theo said and the man seemed to snap out of a trance to look at him. Smiling, Theo motioned to Dan's own gaping and exposed ass.

Ren's eyes lit up all the more. "Really?" He asked excitedly. Just witnessing his excitement amused Theo and almost made up for his own stupidly hasty words only a few moments early. As he nodded, the freshman eagerly lunged forward, dropping to his knees and probing at Dan's hole with his tongue. His impossibly long, pierced tongue began to poke and prod at the heated, raw and ripped flesh, twitching around and rubbing both warm flesh and the smooth metal of his barbell along the man's insides. As his tongue began to press deeper and deeper, he moaned, which caused his tongue to actually vibrate.

Then the tip of his tongue found the bundle of nerves he was looking for. That sweet, decadent spot that could make a man cum, even without his cock receiving sensation. Closing his eyes as he began to rub and nudge that bundle of nerves, he continued to moan and even started to stroke himself. His other hand came up and began to stroke Dan's cock through his fine - albeit tattered - pants as his tongue continued the assault on his prostate.

Anyone watching could clearly see how much Ren was enjoying himself as his steel barbell ground sensually against the prostate of the man in front of his. By now his whole face was smeered with a combination of blood, fecal matter and blood as his tongue worked to greedily rid the man's tight crevice of all it's contents. All the while his hand was stroking Dan's surprisingly growing erection. He was determined to make Dan spew all over the inside of his designer briefs.

 

[Twisted_iN_Tux]

Suddenly realizing that his words were only making things worse for both himself and Dan, William tried his hardest to keep his mouth shut, to keep his begging to the bare minimum - How the fuck had he been reduced to this groveling mess anyway? - however, that was near impossible considering how rough he was being rode.

Grunting and groaning, and gasping for air, the professor's sizable, sweat slick body bucked back and forth between the two men, as it was violated one second and then forced to violate the very next. In and out, Theo worked his now slicked up dick as deep as he could, which naturally forced William to do the same to Dan. It was painful, on both a physical and emotional level, and it was pure torture, having to hear his best friend repeatedly cry out in pain, having to watch him writhe in agony! The fact that he couldn't stop this insanity, not even for a second, only made it worse.

Expecting this to end whenever Theo finally got his rocks off, it came as no surprise to the already half-dressed man that the punk would continue to unwrap him like some gift on Christmas Day. In a flash, his smooth, heaving pecs were presented to the cheering crowd, as his saturated dress shirt was splayed open from hem to just under his still tightly tied bow tie. Sending the four gold and onyx shirt studs soaring through the sour air, William actually found himself wondering if these animals had any idea just how much even one of those sparkling baubles cost. If they were savvy enough, they could have beer money for a...

"FUCK!"

Crying out as Theo somehow managed to thrust even deeper, striking a part of William's insides that hadn't been touched before, the professor actually stiffened beneath the kid as he started to rant and rave. Something was suddenly off - even more so than before - about how he was behaving. It was as if a switch had been flicked on or, worse still, a dam had been broken, for he was now growling his words with such ferocity, such passion that it actually shook William to his core. Then a word was uttered, just a single one - by accident William safely assumed - and it suddenly became crystal clear what was going on.

The unbridled hatred that was being mercilessly foisted upon him and Dan had little to do with who they were as individuals, but everything to do with what they represented as two unwaveringly successful, alpha males in positions of power, not unlike his dear old...

"PHWACK!"

Shouting what sounded like a bunch of gibberish due to Theo's well-placed hand, William suddenly felt the flood of thick seed as it stuffed his insides full, nearly to the point of overflowing from his sore anus. Having already been orally violated in much the same manner, this more intimate unloading felt far more degrading. For reasons he couldn't entirely explain, at least not as it was happening, this vicious act disgusted the professor in ways he never thought possible.

And then things got even worse.

Feeling Theo withdraw his throbbing, cum-slick cock, inch by twitching inch, William nearly missed the swift insertion of the sounding rod; however, the second it jabbed him in his prostate he knew what was coming next!

"JESUS, THEO, DON'T!"

Screaming in agony, seeing that his mouth was once again free to do exactly that and only that as the instrument was lit up, William bucked about like a puppet on a string as he suddenly and rather violently expelled his own copious load deep inside Dan's ass! Unlike Theo's, his didn't remain neatly contained. No, instead, it oozed and bubbled out from around his throbbing rod and dribbled down the backs of the man's partially exposed thighs.

Just like that, he had been forced to debase his best friend, reducing him to nothing more than a filthy cum dump.

And a minute later, he would find himself being bent over before the poor man, with his sullied ass positioned just a few inches away from his slack mouth. Instructed to clean William out, naturally the professor was going to protest on the man's behalf, but instead his voice was taken away once more as his own mouth became stuffed with a soiled scrap of cloth that looked like it had come from the inside of Dan's now shredded coat.

Squirming upon the coffee table as he began to feel his friend's unwilling lips press against his now dripping hole, William had no idea that the same was being done to Dan, but in a far more eager manner.

When would this nightmare finally end? What more could they possibly do to either one of them? They had been defiled, degraded, and even disfigured, beaten, abused, and relentlessly used. What was left?

Well?

What the fuck was even left at this point?!

 

[Kouga-Ookami]

It was clear that Will had lost all will to fight. Theo mused over the irony of that sentence as he watched Will just lay there. He had stopped yelling, stopped fight. Just stopped. He was worn out and defeated. The last time he had been pushed to this point they had found Dan and dragged him in, causing that spark to return. But now, after forcing the man to debase his best friend, what was left?

What could Theo possibly do in order to reignite that spark within the man?

Slowly, he walked around the bench to the coffee table Will was now tied to. He looked into the man's eyes but saw emptiness. With the man tied like he was, he had little choice but to stare at Theo as the college student wrapped the cloth of William's kilt around his still hard cock and wiped the combination of bodily fluids along the inside of the material that had been so carefully preserved and cared for through generations.

"You're probably thinking that there's not really anything else we can do to you, aren't you?" He asked with a cold smile and he then shook his head and motioned to the crowd around him. "My boys are eager to try you out. They don't care for sloppy seconds. Your ass is still quite tight but I'm sure we can fit a couple dicks in there at once."

Winking at his professor, Theo walked away and motioned once more for Q. The man seemed rather disappointed that he hadn't been allowed to unleash Kappa on the men yet. Whispering into the man's ear and taking the large dog's leash, he watched as Q ran out of the room again. Theo set a hand on the beast's large head and looked down at William.

"It's funny," He said, kneeling down next to the coffee table and running a hand through Will's sticky hair. "You've just deflowered dear old Danny Boy... But you didn't really save him, did you? Look what you've done to him. You broke him so thoroughly with what you've just done... That he's willing to lick your ass clean with barely a prompt from me... Perhaps he thinks it'll win his freedom if he plays along... Or maybe he's just given up."

He reached out a hand and set it on Kappa, scratching the large dog behind his ears. "It's not over yet..." He unclipped the leash from the dog's collar and stood, walking over and wrapping it around Dan's forehead, pulling the end through the hand loop and pulling it tight before looping the leash around William's waist, and then feeding through the tight loop around the man's forehead. The leash was then tied off forcing Dan's face to remain buried deep in Will's ass. He had no choice now, even if he wanted to pull back he couldn't, his nose and mouth were stuck in his friend's ass.

Despite the new humiliating position he now found himself in, Dan had more than just this new problem to worry about. Ren was determined to make the man cum and whether Dan liked it or not, he was soon shooting his loud into his designer briefs. With Ren devoting attention to his prostate, and another hand stroking his cock, it was only a matter of time. What pushed him over was feeling Ren's other hand come up and start to massage his taint. The stimulation was too much as that point. His head struggled against the new bondage as he shot his load into the inside of his once nice briefs.

"Alright, Renfield. I think that's enough." Theo told the man and then stood as Q entered holding a black case. Taking the case from the other brother, Theo then motioned to Dan and winked. He knelt down next to Will and pulled out his phone, pulling up live feed of a camera that had been set up at some point. He held up his phone so that Will could see the way Dan's face was strapped to him. "Anything else to say?" He asked and removed the cloth from the man's mouth. He was still a little worried that the man would say something about what Theo had let slip, but he also wanted to hear what William might have to say when he saw what was about to happen to Dan.

Q walked over to Dan's backside as Ren retreated, stroking himself again, excited about having been able to force Dan to cum. The senior poured a liquid over Dan's ass and it became quite apparent what it was only a moment later. Kappa began to whimper and whine as his nose went up, sniffing at the air. Then the beast of a dog made his way through the gathered brothers and began to sniff at Dan's ass. The progress the dog made seemed slow and cumbrous but when the beast got it's forepaws on Dan's back the camera had a good view of the dog's clear arousal. He was as endowed as any man and larger than some.

With Dan more or less gagged by Will's ass, the man would be unable to protest what was about to happen, but Will was no longer gagged so he wouldn't have the same problem.

"I promised I'd let you do the deflowering if you put him on the bench..." Theo said, turning his phone off again and sliding it into his pocket. "I made no promise about what would happen after that."

He set the black case on Will's back and opened it up, pulling out the wireless clippers. They were an ultra silent pair that Q had purchased for being able to cut Kappa's fur. The best was surprisingly skittish and it used to take three brothers holding the thing down to trim him but with these new clippers Q was able to do it himself.

With a practiced hand, Theo started at the back of Will's head, cutting his hair down to a very close crop. Chucks of sticky hair fell to the table behind the man's head. It wasn't until Theo was half-way done that the first lock of discarded hair fell across the man's face.

 

[Twisted_iN_Tux]

Before tonight, William typically considered himself a very well-spoken, mild-mannered man, one who rarely resorted to unbecoming curses or colorful threats when expressing his dissatisfaction with something or someone, but by this point in the evening he had been successfully reduced to a foul-mouthed, spit-spewing, rage-filled animal who fit right in with the rest of the fucked-up freaks in this fraternity from hell. Even before his gag was removed, he was raging at Theo, expressing his full outrage over what was being done to him and his prized possessions - kilt and all - but, most importantly, he was already cursing up a storm about Dan and what was about to be done to him!

Why on earth did William think for even a second that Theo would stand by his word? His word meant nothing. He had every intention of doing whatever the hell he wanted and nobody was going to stop him.

Nobody.

"You're goin' to rot in jail for what you fuckers have done!" William threatened now, as he began to thrash, only to stop himself short, realizing that the more he violently moved about, the more Dan would be forced to eat out his ass, seeing that he was now firmly tied down in a way that gave him nowhere else to go. "Do you fucking understand that, assholes?" he then shouted, at anyone standing nearby, just before his bound body was shoved forward as Dan began to struggle like a unhinged madman who had just snapped and lost his mind!

Jesus. No.

Unable to imagine what his friend was going through as the four-legged beast mounted him from behind, the sound of it happening painted a violent enough image in William's mind. He could hear the dog whimpering, almost as if in pain, but those whimpers soon subsided, only to be replaced by him barking in excitement or howling in heat as he began to invade Dan's prone backside. On top of this, the distinct sound of cloth being shredded filled the air as the mongrel clawed at the defenseless man, rending open what was left of his ruined attire. However, the sounds that struck William to his core, the sounds that would haunt him for years to come, would be the truly agonizing ones being produced by Dan as his anus was viciously and violently assaulted.

Crying out on the man's behalf, as if he were the one being brutally raped, William's voice went hoarse, yet again, just before he felt Theo's hand on the back of his neck. Ready to give up and give in, to even allow himself to simply pass out at this point, for he couldn't imagine being awake - or even alive - for a second more of this sadistic little monster's seemingly unending evening of torture, his body denied him such things as it became acutely aware of a fresh assault, one that felt subtle at first, but then shockingly real, not but a moment later!

Months. William had spent months working with his barber to get his thick head of ebony hair styled exactly as he preferred it, in the most flattering way possible, that which framed his chiseled-features just so, and now, in a matter of seconds, it was being carelessly cut away, right down to his scalp!

"Wh-what the fuck is wrong with you?" the professor found himself muttering now, in a raspy voice, as more and more of his glossy locks were shorn off. "This...this has to do with your old man....doesn't it?" he dared to state, knowing full well that such an accusation would cut deep. "What's he done to you, Theo? Huh?"

"Has he done you dirty too?"

 

[Kouga-Ookami]

At the man's words, Theo's eyes seemed to light up with anger. Has he done you dirty too? It was a reasonable question, hell even an expected one, but the wording is what really got under his skin. "Done me dirty?" He asked, crouching down to look into the man's eyes. "I've seen the way you look at me, professor." He said coldly, ignoring the crowd around them that were cheering and egging Kappa on. "I've seen your face when my father is mentioned. You're just like everyone else. You worship the ground he walks on. The almighty Mr. Elrich; philanthropist, entrepreneur, trend setter. Oh, he's made quite the name for himself, I'll grant him that, but he's a vile, disgusting man. You wonder why I don't excel in school? Because it keeps me away from him. Soon I'll be free though. Soon he won't have anything left to use to control me."

Standing then, he grabbed up a handful of William's hair into his hand, spat into it and then shoved the handful into the professor's mouth.

At the onset of the evening, after making a move on the professor, Theo hadn't expected things to go this far. He had considered a quick roll in the hay and then he'd let the man leave. They had escalated things too far though and William was right. If the two men were allowed to go free and tell their tale, Theo and at least half a dozen of the others would be put in jail. The house would probably be dissolved and all the current members expelled - even those that had left before things could get heated. Which left him wondering, at this point, what did they have to lose?

Knowing full well that the end of the fun would most likely mean his own imprisonment, Theo wanted to make the most he could of the night. Already Kappa was taking his turn at Dan's sullied ass and Will had his best friend's face secured to his ass. What else could he do to these men? What other indecencies could he make them endure?

Then a thought occurred to him. A wicked, dastardly thought.

Walking over to Rick, who was currently jamming his cock down Kurt's mouth, he leaned in close. "You still have those keys?" He asked and Rick looked at him in surprise before fishing the keyring from his pocket and holding it out.

"Yeah, why?" Rick asked as he offered up the keying.

Theo just winked at his friend as he took the keys and left the room.

Soon the sound of an engine was loud and clear, rumbling through the room. The crowd started to quiet and part in confusion.

"What the hell is he doing?" One of the brothers asked, moving to one of the two large bay windows overlooking the drive. "Look out!" He yelled and dived towards the front of the room where their captives were.

A moment later wood and glass went flying as a forest green, limited edition, Bentley crashed through the double wide bay window. There was a sickening crunch and then the sound of metal grinding on metal as the front passenger side of the car bounced and crashed up onto the front of the stage. The front driver's wheel was cocked slightly to the right but the front passenger one was not only perpendicular to the car, it was also more horizonal than vertical.

There was a high pitched whining noise from the luxury car then the engine cut out and smoke began to trickle from the hood.

The room had fallen quiet - save for the noises from Dan and Kappa since the big dog had ignored the sudden intrusion and kept up his assault - and were now staring at the wreck of a car.

When Theo stumbled out of the car he had a small cut on his forehead but he raised his hands to show that he was otherwise okay. The crowd began to cheer again. Then Theo climbed up onto the hood of the smoking car. "Let's get this party started again, shall we?" He yelled and pointed to the digital DJ stand nearby. One of the brothers went over to it and turned it back on and soon music was washing through the room again. Soon he was joined on the car and the small group of drunken young men were dancing on top of the once luxurious car.

Slipping away from the dancers, Theo returned to where Will and Dan were still tied. By now the large dog had finished and wandered off. "Okay Will, I think Dan has been stuck to your ass long enough. I think it's time for you to dance." Moving around behind Will, he undid one of his shoes and then pulled it off and tossed it into the crowd. Next came the other shoe and his socks, then Theo pulled the man's pants off the rest of the way, leaving him naked from the waist down.

Untying Dan's head from Will's ass, he then dragged Will to his feet. Making him stand up on the coffee table he'd just been tied to, he then wrapped his hand around Will's cock, which unsurprisingly had started to go soft again. Not caring that the man's cock was soft, he inserted the sound back into it. "Start dancing Will... Or I'll turn it on..." He said, looking up at him with a wicked smile. "A Riverdance shall do." He said, knowing full well that it was an Irish dance and William came from Scottish heritage.