Cageless In College Senior Year
Published by: eXtasy Books
Author : Crawford Rhine
Word Count :61079
Publication Date :2022-02-25
Series : #
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- Product Code: 978-1-4874-3144-0
Loch and Marcus start their last year of college with at least one of them having fallen in love with the other. Loch never dreamed that his future would be so totally out of his control. Would he enter The Service and leave Marcus behind, or will Marcus go to the NFL and leave him behind? Is it better to be hurt now or destroyed later?
Loch was forced to pick a member of the University of North Carolina football team to date early in his freshman year. He took a chance on a scrawny freshman named Marcus. Three years later, in their senior years, Marcus has blossomed into a hulking football-playing man. Loch has kept up with the man he believes is his true Master, but now they have to individually decide about their futures. How can their destinies be the same when they are such different people? How can you experience complete fulfillment and devastating loss within a minute of each other?
My summer vacation started with a slow re-integration back into my family’s home in Charleston, South Carolina. I already had my standard summer job established in the Human Resources Department at the IBM factory, so I had a few days to just be lazy and visit with my brothers and father before that started.
I missed my boyfriend, Marcus Battle, tremendously, and with him still being in Chapel Hill, I felt like I was missing out on something. I knew he was training and working out the whole time, trying to get ready for a senior year that hopefully would garner the attention of a NFL team, but that didn’t stop me from wanting to be with him.
By the fourth day at home from college, I was going stir-crazy. Marcus told me on the phone that he knew I wasn’t right.
“You been fucked lately?” Marcus bluntly asked me through the phone line.
I sighed hard. “Not since our last morning together,” I admitted.
“Loch!” he said with anger. “You know that you can’t do that.”
“I know, but I don’t want you to think that I just jump out of your bed and into someone else’s, like you are replaceable.”
“I’m telling you to do it.”
“I know, but―”
His voice changed to the hard precision of what I called Master-mode. “No buts. You will do as I tell you to do. When do you see Mr. Lewellyn?”
Mr. Lewellyn was my boss at IBM. I had been having a summer affair with him for the last three years. This year would make four years. We had an agreement that I would let him fuck me and he would make sure that I received the IBM scholarship each year to pay for my tuition at the University of North Carolina. I didn’t mind it at all, because he was older, hot, and a master at bondage.
“Monday,” I answered, knowing what he would say to that.
Sure enough, he said, “Monday? You were going to try to wait a whole week?”
“Yes, Master.” Marcus wasn’t technically my Master, but I felt like he was, so I often referred to him as such. It really turned him on, and he knew that I used it to distract him. But during this call, there would be no distraction.
Marcus’s commanding voice almost reached through the phone and throttled me. “It’s Friday, so you will go out tonight and meet someone who is hopefully older than us, take him home, and get the cobwebs cleaned out of your ass. Do you understand, Loch?”
“Yes, sir.” I knew that it was useless to argue with him when he was this way.
“Say it,” he ordered.
“I will go out tonight and find someone.”
“And?” he asked impatiently.
I sighed heavily and repeated, “And I will let him fuck me hard since I can’t be with you.”
“It is what is best for you and for us. A regular fucking keeps you right and out of trouble,” he reminded me.
“You are the only NOMAR in the world who actively encourages your boyfriend to get fucked by others.”
“You would be surprised,” he said, his voice softening a little bit. “This is hard for me, because of course I want to be the only person to lay pipe inside you.”
“I know, but you have other things to worry about.”
“Be careful, Loch. Let your father know where you are going and with whom.”
“I will follow the usual protocols,” I agreed.
“Very good. You will text or call me when the deed is done so that I can check on you and make sure you are safe. Do you understand, Loch?”
“Yes, sir. I will call you afterwards when I am safe,” I repeated for him to make sure I understood his directives.
“Good. Now go work out and make me proud, Loch.”
“Yes, sir. See ya.”
He disconnected the phone call and I went to put on my exercise clothes. Marcus had put me on an exercise routine during our freshman year and had closely monitored my progress constantly since. I was glad that he had, because my stamina had increased ten-fold and now I could keep up with my big footballer when he wanted to fuck all night. And of course, a bonus of all that working out was that I now had a slamming body.
I had always been tall and thick like a football player, but now I was ripped with big biceps and a rock-hard ass. My chest was developed and I had definition in my abs. My legs were thick and muscled, as well. At first, I had expressed to Marcus that I thought I would lose some flexibility when I gained all the muscle, but he told me to let him worry about that. To his credit, I had not noticed any loss of movement, probably due to the constantly changing positions Marcus chose in which to bind me before fucking.
I spent the afternoon at my local gym going through the exercise plan he had typed up for me. The neon blue mark on the side of my face garnered just as much attention from the boys at the gym as my ability to lift the same amount of weight as everyone else did.
One man had tried to fuck with me at this gym last year, and I had kicked his ass right there in front of everyone. No one had bothered me since. The rest of the gym rats knew me and respected my space.