Liam closed the door to his dormroom with a glance back to the empty hallways. No one had noticed him getting back early. Nor the immense bulge in his pocket. With a smirk, he tickled the balls again, snickering when he felt the shaft in his pants' pockets shiver.
"Feeling like you'll cum so soon, Bruce?" Liam teased. "Not very respectable behavior, I'd say."
Without further ado, Liam dropped his backpack, pulled Bruce out of his pants and dropped down on top of his bed. The monster cock flopped about in his grip, slapping Liam's chest lightly.
Liam laughed. "Man, no wonder you're such an arrogant ass all the time. I'd be worse if I had that fuckstick in my pants too. Shit, can you even have full sex with women? Or are you more into guys?" he asked, pulling Bruce's foreskin back.
The large bulbous head twitched and on the tip of the slit, a drop of pre oozed out, dripping on top of Liam's fingers. Grinning, Liam ran his fingers along the length of Bruce's shaft, following the curves of a vein all the way down to his full, heavy balls. He pricked at the few pubes that hadn't been trimmed, hoping plucking those hurt. Not that he would know, with Bruce just a cock...
"Eh, you know what? This is boring when you can't say anything..." he decided, and he turned up the speaker chip's volume.
Bruce's voice rang immediately. "Kid, this is an acute case of kidnapping. It's wrong." Which, okay, Liam could admit was true... "Also, irrelevant, but I like both. And it's all a matter of skill, consideration. A good man knows himself and prepares himself. I see your bed's not even made. It's just poor self-care, Liam. How can you expect to grow up into a respectable man if this is what your private space looks like?"
He hadn't had time to make his bed that morning because he'd been STUDYING for his finals, like everyone else. But if he had, the comment would have been on how he had no sense of priorities, and how he should have focused on the big stuff instead of little details. There was no winning with a dickhead like Bruce!
Gritting his teeth, Liam threw Bruce on the pillows, watching with some satisfaction as the big cock bounced against the headdress, then back onto the pillows. With hasty, unrestrained movements, Liam stripped naked, kicked his boxers in his corner of the room.
"You're always a pain in the ass, Bruce Bulldick! At least, this time, I'm going to actually enjoy it!"
Fumbling through his drawers, Liam got some lube and squirted it on top of Bruce, who protested at the cold sensation. A savage sort of pleasure thrummed through his chest seeing those balls clench from the abuse of temperature. Liam rubbed some of the lube on his fingers and started stretching. He could not bite down fast enough on a hiss as he worked the first finger in.
"T-this is not appropriate at all, Liam!" Bruce stammered, though there was an undercurrent of excitement in his voice.
'Ah, knew you were secretly a hypocrite, Bulldick,' he thought as he stretched further.
He was ready.
Bruce cleared his 'throat', trying to regain some dignity as Liam picked him up.
"Now, whatever you're planning on, remember, I am your dean, I have your future in my... my..." Bruce's voice died out as Liam propped him up on the bed and turned to show his back, and, more importantly, his ass to him.
"I'd worry about YOUR future, Bulldick," Liam snorted.
"Wait!"
Liam slammed his hips all the way down on the mattress and gasped. He blanked out at the spike of pleasure and pain spreading from his ass. Holy shit. He... he felt so full. Like he was about to burst. Moving felt almost sacrilegious now, like he would the sensation of being stuffed full of cock. Yet, his hips lifted, his hands toyed with Bruce's balls and adjusted him. Up. Down. Liam started bouncing.
Through the stars in his sight, Liam barely made out the muffled voice of Bruce. His moans cut through whatever self-righteous speech he was making about not fucking a student in the ass.
Bet he wouldn't have so much to say about him and his habits after Liam was through with him.
The pleasure built up fast. He was... he was going to-
"Hey, Liam, how'd the exaaaHOLY SHIT DUDE! Sock on the knob rule!"
Heat rushed to Liam's face, and his mind screamed in frustration as he pulled the covers of his bed over himself. "Ah, fuck, sorry, James."
His roommate (and occasional fuck buddy) shrugged, fully entering and dropping his own stuff on his side of the room. "No problem. I know I'm feeling tense myself after all those exams. Damn, I might just rub one off after the show you just put out."
Liam licked his lips, and deciding the mood wasn't completely dead, *slowly* pulled Bruce out, his toes curling as his own dick twitched hungrily.
"Fuck you're a size queen, Liam. Since when do you- Wait... Is that Bruce Bullheart?" James asked, his voice going up an octave.
Liam smirked. "Yup. Dickhead wouldn't stop pissing me off, so I decided to teach him a lesson for once. Dude, you've gotta try him out. He's fucking perfect."
James' eyes glinted with lust, and he swallowed nervously before shaking his head.
"We have to be careful, man! What will happen if someone realizes you stole Bruce?" James grabbed Liam by the shoulders and shook him lightly. "I heard like fifty dudes have been turned into their cocks so far. I don't want to become my dick! Do you?!"
Liam flushed and mumbled. "Well, I mean, it probably wouldn't be that bad..."
"What?"
Liam startled, realizing his slip of the tongue. "I said it would be bad."
James nodded, eying Bruce's mammoth size dick, then took off his shirt. "That being said, we probably have time before anyone realized you took him. Know what he told me last week? He said I need to work on my walk. Apparently, my stride isn't manly enough."
"Ridiculous." Liam agreed, putting a hand on the large bulge in James' boxers. "So, how should we teach our teach a lesson?"
"Any ideas?"
"A few."
And as the two students started kissing, they didn't quite notice the faint buzzing of James' phone in his pants' pockets.
'Attention, students,' the text said. 'The faculty will be performing a sweep of all living quarters in response to accusations of thefts by one of our students. All students must be present in their room this evening at 8 PM. Refusal to comply will be met with disciplinary measures.'