Randy was exhausted from lugging boxes all day. He'd spent the morning helping his mom and little brother, Darren, load up the moving van for them to go live with his mom's future husband. And now he was unloading the boxes of his new roommates as they moved in with Randy that afternoon. At first, he had been excited when Chris, his best friend, had suggested that they take over the lease from Randy's mom. The idea of living with his secret crush had seemed too good to be true. When Chris informed him that they'd have two other roommates, Randy's excitement turned to fear once he learned who they were.
Randy had been living with his mom and brother this past summer, having just gotten out of the army. And the events over that summer had tested Randy in ways he'd never have imagined. In that time, he'd gone from seeing himself as a straight man, to becoming a faggot to more men than he could easily remember. The summer had ended with a camping trip that had left no doubt that Randy was destined to be a bitch to any man who recognized him for what he was. And there had been many men who had no problem seeing Randy as the faggot he was and making him work serving their needs.
It had all started with him and Chris sharing his little brother, letting Darren suck both their cocks. But as conflicted as Randy felt about his own brother sucking his cock, it had only spiraled out of control from there. Over the course of the next several months, he'd since been used by his little cousin, Chris' younger brother, his next door neighbors, and probably a dozen other men, all of which recognized Randy as a faggot and put him to use. He'd gone from being a straight guy who'd never have thought of himself as anything else, to having had both his holes filled with so much cock and cum that he'd lost count.
And one of those cocks, that had deposited a load in each of his holes, belonged to the man who would now be living with him. Craig, his new roommate and apparent tormentor, had bonded with Chris during the now infamous camping trip. It had been decided for him that Craig should live with Randy and Chris. Randy hadn't been given a say in the matter, Chris had told him it was happening without even the slightest thought as to what Randy might think about it.
And to make matters worse, Chris had gone along with Craig's suggestion to let his good friend, Calvin, take the fourth bedroom. The three C's, Craig, Chris and Calvin, would all be attending the same college this year and so it only made sense, to them, that they should all move in to Randy's place, now that he was taking over the lease.
Randy had not met Calvin, until today. When Craig and Calvin had pulled up earlier this afternoon, Calvin driving the moving van and Craig in his car, Randy knew this couldn't be good. Both of his new roommates were big and muscular, both around Randy's height, all three with brown hair and eyes. When Craig introduced Randy to Calvin, it felt almost dismissive. And the way that Craig pretty much ordered Randy to help unload the truck, made it clear that the younger boy had not forgotten the events of the camping trip and was ready to reassert his dominance over Randy.
And so now here he was, carrying one heavy box after the other into the house. Chris was going to be moving in later that month, which meant that Randy would be alone with Calvin and Craig for the next couple weeks. And that filled Randy with dread, his only hope being that Craig would go easy on him with his friend Calvin around and unaware of how Craig had already made Randy his bitch. Those hopes were dashed, once Craig and Calvin decided to take a break on the front porch, watching Randy continue to move their stuff in.
"Oh, by the way, Steve says hi," Craig told Randy as he came out of the house to go get another box, while Craig and Calvin kicked back on the two chairs on the front porch. Steve was Craig's little brother, who had been another one of the cocks Randy had been forced to service on the camping trip, "Hey, do us a favor and grab us a couple beers, we're pretty exhausted after loading up the van and driving down here."
Randy couldn't help but cringe when he heard the order framed as a request come from the younger boy. Luckily, Randy's back had been to them and so Craig couldn't see the tense look on his face. He tried to hide his humiliation, when he stopped what he was doing, that being moving the two boys' stuff in for them, and instead headed back into the house. When he returned and handed them cold beers, they took them without a word and continued their conversation, while Randy resumed his task.
Each time Randy walked toward the house with a new box, Craig would smirk at him and spread his legs groping his crotch nonchalantly. This caused Randy to get hard, knowing first-hand what was hiding under those shorts. Craig had a huge cock and it had been deep in both Randy's holes more than one. Nervous that Calvin would notice the hardon Randy was now sporting, he lowered the box to cover his crotch and picked up the pace. He had to wait a moment in the house for his dick to go down. Once it had subsided, he walked back out to grab yet another box.
"Our beers are empty," Calvin informed Randy when he came out the front door, and it was clear what he expected. Reluctantly, Randy turned around and went to grab more beer.
"Thanks, bitch," Craig said once Randy returned and handed the cold beers to the two of them. Randy couldn't hide his shock at Craig calling him that, "So I need your help to prove a point. I told Calvin all about our camping trip, but now that he's met you, he was having a hard time believing a guy like you was the same faggot I was telling him about."
It was impossible to hide the shocked look on his face hearing Craig tell Randy that Calvin knew all about him. He just stood there frozen, almost surely looking as pathetic as he felt. Both boys grinned wickedly at him as they casually took a sip of their beers. When Craig reached down and pulled up the leg of his shorts, exposing the head of his hard cock, Randy couldn't suppress a moan.
"See, I told you, Cal," Craig looked over at his friend, "He wants my dick again, bad. Why don't you get down here faggot, and let's see just how cock starved you are. It's been a few months since you got your last taste of my dick, and I figured you've earned a reward for how hard you've been working today."
Randy looked between the two young men, back and forth, unsure what to do. But his gaze couldn't help but fix on Craig's exposed cock. "Right here?" he asked nervously.
"What do you think," Craig asked sarcastically, lifting up on the shorts to let the full length of his cock and balls slip out and dangle between his legs, "Get on your knees and show us how much you missed this."
The tone in Craig's voice and the sight of his big cock pushed Randy into a familiar submissive state. And before he could allow himself to think about what he was doing, he found himself kneeling between this man's legs, on full display to any of his neighbors who might be watching.
"Fuck dude," Calvin sounded truly surprised, "I can't believe he's about to suck your dick right here on the front porch."
"He knows his place," Craig said, spreading his legs wider, "Don't you fag? You know you are meant to service real men like us."
Before Randy had a chance to respond, even if he could have thought of what to say to something like that, Craig reached forward and grabbed Randy by the back of the neck, pulling his face down into his lap. And just like that, Randy found himself worshipping Craig again, enjoying the strong musk of his balls before extending his tongue to lap at his big hairy nuts. Craig's cock grew hard against his face and the boy crammed it into Randy's mouth. It wasn't long before Randy felt the dick being shoved down his throat and he had to gag and pull off Craig's huge cock.
Calvin, apparently impatient for his turn, dragged Randy into his own lap and fed him a cock that wasn't as big as Craig's, but still delicious. Within a matter of hours of their arrival, Randy was passed back and forth between the cocks, each working its way down his throat, making him gag, before pushed off one cock and pulled onto the other. It wasn't lost on Randy that he was doing all this, serving two teenage gods, in broad daylight in plain sight. Yet, he had resumed his place as Craig's fag and was happy to simply worship the two cocks without any other thought but earning their cum.
And that's just what he did. Calvin was the first to blast a load down Randy's throat. Pumping his dick into Randy's mouth, he moaned loudly and tensed up moments before Randy's tongue tasted Calvin's cum. Once Calvin had drained his balls, Craig stood up and pulled Randy's face back onto his dick and fucked his mouth like it was a pussy and buried his cock down Randy's throat before blasting his cum into the faggot. And that was how Randy was broken in by his new roommates.