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Forced a Frat Boy by Layla Laguna

Forced

a Frat Boy by Layla Laguna

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Connor can’t stand his rugby playing frat boy roommate Dominic and takes extra care to avoid him. One Saturday night, Dominic returns from an unsuccessful attempt to pick up girls at a bar and sees that Connor’s still awake. Instead of sitting downMoreConnor can’t stand his rugby playing frat boy roommate Dominic and takes extra care to avoid him. One Saturday night, Dominic returns from an unsuccessful attempt to pick up girls at a bar and sees that Connor’s still awake. Instead of sitting down and talking with his roommate, he decides to flex his muscle and take his drunken frustrations out on the waifish boy...This is a 4500+ word story for mature audiences only featuring domination and submission, a boy’s first time, oral, anal and rimming. All characters in this story are over eighteen years of age.EXCERPT:“You ever get that horny, Connor?”Connor scratches behind his ear, still a bit dazed from his uncomfortable rest.“I’m sorry?”“You heard me. Ever get so horny you just need to fuck?”“Dominic,” he sighs. The girl on the TV is playing with herself with a cock in her mouth, blowing her stud like a harmonica as she moans.Dominic stalks toward Connor and the boy backs away, frightened, until his back hits the wall. Dominic drinks from the beer, still groping at himself with the other hand.“I’m getting tired of repeating myself.”“No, I don’t,” he answers.“I’m taking a shower,” he says, draining the beer, crushing it with his hand and throwing it to the ground. “You coming?”Connor can hear how weak his voice sounds in protest.“Dominic...”Dominic grabs the boy’s wrist, hard, and pins him to the wall.“Call me Dom,” he taunts.His hand curls tighter and bites down on Connor’s wrist.“Come on, you can’t be serious,” whines Connor, petrified at Dom’s insistence. “It’s not right.”“Girls scream when they don’t want it,” he taunts. “Why don’t you give me a scream if you don’t want it?”“This is fucked up, Dominic,” he says, struggling. “Stop playing around.”“Dom, I said. Do I look like I’m playing around?”Connor’s eyes get big and he shakes his head to the side, frantically.“So give me that scream, since you don’t want it so bad.”Connor whimpers, almost moaning, looking helpless and terrified.“Please, Dom, don’t do this...” he says, trailing off.“That’s so fuckin’ hot,” says Dom, leading Connor by the wrist to the bathroom to shut the door behind them. Connor follows, trying to resist like a leashed dog passing a fire hydrant.