(M/M/M, NC, humil)

Author: AJ

Part I:

Chad Michaels was the star quarterback at the local college. He was 6 foot tall, with light brown hair and deep blue eyes. Muscular, with a smooth chest and tight buns, he was the envy of every man on campus and the adoration of various female students. He was also the son of one of a prominent congressman in the country.

Chad got his way in whatever he did. This led him to bully the more junior guys, whom he considered inferior. He was one of the most popular members of the jock frat at the college, sigma theta. Every year, the frat brothers would play some sick and humiliating joke on the poor unsuspecting freshmen.

Last year, they stole the clothes of some freshies and threw right outside in the corridor while they were in the shower after gym. They left them no towels and when the freshmen realised what had gone on and walked out of the changerooms to take the clothes but were pelted with water ballons and flour. The guys timed just at the end of all the classes and it was just the perfect moment for everyone else to walk out and see the freshmen in their birthday suits.

Chad and his frat brothers would also make some of the pledges suck their cocks as part of their initiations. They took various humiliating pictures of some of the guys which they used to blackmail them into doing their essays and other projects.

Chad had pissed a lot of people off and soon, fate and a cunning plan would teach him a good lesson!

Part II:

Chad whistled as he put on his jockstrap. He was pretty excited about his hot date with Suzy, a curvaceous redhead tonight. He stared vainly at his reflection in the mirror, while flexing his pecs. He was pretty proud of his cock, which was 7 inches long and fat. He adjusted his jockstrap, noting the prominence of his buldge. Yep, he was one hot dude.

Quickly he put on his football uniform and went out to practice. Being in a good mood, he played well today, but towards the end of practice, he began to feel an itch on his cock. He rubbed it through his football pants several times, but it refused to go away. It was so itchy that it affected his concentration.

"What's the hell is wrong with you, Michaels?" Coach Jenkins yelled at him.

Chad made up some excuse about being tired and worried about some homework assignment. He simply couldn't wait to get off the field and check himself out.

Finally practice was over and he hurried to the lockerroom. Unfortunately there were other football players around and Chad didn't want to examine himself infront of them. The others teased him about his lack of concentration on the field but he told them it was because of his hot date with Suzy. After kidding around with the guys a bit, Chad quickly took off his football clothes and put on his jeans and t- shirt, while still wearing his jock. Anyway, he found that wearing a jock often made him look well-endowed.

He drove home in his red ferrari, speeding as he always did. However this time, he was unlucky and got tailed by a motorcycle cop. Swearing and mad at the cop, Chad pulled over. His cock was on fire and he felt like throwing some ice on it.

When the cop came up to his window, Chad yelled out rudely, "What the fuck is going on here?"

The officer in question, Officer Rollins, was a good friend of ours. He'd been alerted to the problem of Chad Michaels. Rollins was a good-looking cop, about 6'3" with dark brown hair, a neatly trimmed moustache and a hard body, ready for action.

He eyed the spoilt kid in the car and very calmly said, "You were going too fast, sir. Did you know that the speed limit here is 60 miles/hr?"

"Listen cop, I've never had any problems with you guys, so why don't you go catch some drug pushers or something?" Chad responded rudely.

"You don't seem to understand what a danger you posed onto others son..." Rollins continued but was cut off by Chad.

"Fuck it, I'm not your son. And my dad is the most powerful guy here. You'd be washing toilets when he hears about the hassle you're giving me." Chad announced proudly.

"Please step out of the car." Rollins asked him.

"Jesus fucking Christ, didn't you hear what I said?" Chad became obstinate.

Calmly, Rollins opened the car door and pulled Chad out easily. He spread the young jock on the hood of the car.

"Hey what the hell is going on here?" Chad was totally taken by surprised as he was easily overpowered. The officer had roughly thrown him onto his car hood and his genitals were still burning.

"I'm just following procedure." Rollins responded curtly.

He grabbed Chad's arms and handcuffed them behind his back. Pushing Chad down, he began to feel around the jock's clothes. "Fuck, get your fag hands off me." Chad yelled. He was losing his temper and patience.

"Just doing my job, sir." Rollins replied.

His hands roamed around the jock's taut chest, feeling the nipples through the shirt. When he got to Chad's groin, he cupped his balls and squeezed them. His other hand massaged Chad's asscrack through his jeans. Chad couldn't believe that this faggot cop was fondling him. His face flushed in anger, and he thought about the things he'd do when he was free.

Suddenly a police car approached and a uniformed cop got out. Chad was relieved - perhaps this guy would understand his situation. He opened his mouth and called out to the other cop, but he was cut off rudely him.

"What've you got here?" Officer Dawkins asked.

"Obnoxious kid caught speeding. Refused to cooperate. I'm just doing a routine search of illegals." Rollins replied.

Dawkins went into Chad's car and a few minutes later, he came out with a small bag of pot.

"What's this, kid?" he held the bag infront of Chad's face.

Shit, Chad thought. He smoke pot occassionally, but had forgotten that he had a stash in his glove compartment. If his dad found out, he'd kill him.

"It's just a bit. No big deal." he answered, hoping to lighten the mood.

Then coming up with a bright idea, he said, "Umm... listen here officers, how much will it be? 500? 1000? Listen, I've got the cash, and nobody never need find out about it."

Dawkins looked at Rollins and said, "Are you trying to bribe us, kid?"

"Uhh... I mean, it doesn't have to be cash..." Chad panicked. His burning cock was aching.

"I'm afraid we're gonna have to search you for anymore illegals, kid." Rollins announced.

Together they escorted Chad to the back of the police car and Dawkins drove off, followed by Rollins on his bike. Chad protested offensively but the men ignored him. Finally they arrived back at the police station and the two cops led him to an examination room.

Part III:

Looking through Chad's wallet which the policemen had taken beforehand, Rollins took out Chad's drivers license and said, "Well, it looks like we're gonna have to call your dad the congressman. When this shit hits the tabloids, your daddy's anti-drug campaign will all come tumbling down on you, kid."

Chad grew frightened all of a sudden. His father was a workaholic who had spent years working on the anti-drug campaign, out of which he had obtained various sponsors and donations. Most of these sponsors had financed his dad's political career and given Chad the money he so freely spent. He knew that he'd be in deep shit if his dad ever found out about this little drug incident.

Chad looked at the men and said, "You shitheads!!! What the fuck do you want?"

"My, my, someone's gotta teach you manners kid." Rollins replied.

Looking at Chad straight in the eye, he said, "You do whatever we say, kid, and we might just let you off easy."

Chad realised he had no choice. Maybe these two cops wanted to blackmail him. Nevermind, he'd pay them off.

"Why don't you start by taking off your clothes?" Dawkins remarked.

Chad couldn't believe his ears. "You've got to be joking!" he exclaimed, shocked that he was expected to strip infront of these men.

Dawkins came closer to Chad, and Chad noticed how tall he was - about 6'5", with huge muscles. Chad realised that even though he was strong, he was no match for these two cops.

"I... I can't..." Chad stuttered as he backed away from Dawkins.

"Well, if you don't, I'm sure your the tabloids will be eager to hear what we have to say..." Rollins said.

Looking around the room and noting that the door was closed, Chad nervously took off his t-shirt. Rollins whistled as he looked at the smooth tan chest, with two dark pink nipples on them. Chad blushed as he felt two pairs of eyes on him. Hesitating slightly, he lifted his legs one at a time and took off his shoes and socks. Then he unbuttoned his jeans and slipped them off.

Now Chad was clad only in his jockstrap, his cock prominently buldging out and itching very badly. His brown pubes stuck out the side of the jock and one of his big balls had slipped out. Suddenly the door to the room opened and a man in a white coat entered. Chad quickly clutched his groin, desperately trying to cover his genitals.

"Ah... just in the time." Dr Martin said.

Chad looked at the men helplessly. What sort of sick perverted people were they, he wondered?

Dr Martin was a tall and thin guy, slightly bald at the top of his head. He wore a pair of glasses but his blue eyes sparkled as he gazed at the near naked jock. He approached Chad and said, "Now, now, let us have a look at you."

Chad backed away, but found Dawkins behind him.

"Easy kid, we just want to do a physical examination on you." Dawkins said into his ear.

There was a metal gynaecological examination table with stirrups in the room, which they led Chad to. Dr Martin checked his ears, throat and listened to his heartbeat. Then he instructed Chad to bend over and lean on the table. Chad protested but Dawkins warned him about the drugs.

Angry, Chad turned around to exposed his tight smooth ass. Meanwhile, Rollins had taken out a hidden video camera and was busy recording the scene.

"Spread your legs wider." Dr Martin instructed him.

Reluctantly, Chad opened his legs. He felt gloves being snapped on and tensed as a finger gently prodded his ass crack. He tried to get up, but Dawkins placed one of his strong hands on Chad's back.

"Pull your ass cheeks apart, kid." Dr Martin told him.

Humiliated, Chad did as he was told. He felt Dr Martin's hot breath on his ass and balls as the doctor examined him closely. Dr Martin lubed up several fingers and inserted one into the tight asshole before him. Chad let out a small yelp as the sharp pain hit him.

"Easy boy, just doing a routine rectal examination. Just open your legs wider and pull your ass cheeks as far apart as possible." Dr Martin explained.

Dr Martin then inserted another finger. The pain in Chad's ass was incredible. However as the fingers prodded his insides and found that tender spot, he began to feel a stir in his cock. Oh God, he thought. This couldn't be happening to him. He tried to concentrate on something else, but his cock continued to harden. He realised that the sick doctor was finger fucking him.

"This kid is damn tight." Dr Martin exclaimed as he curled his fingers at the knuckles and dug into the tender flesh.

Then he withdrew his finger and remarked, "You're very dirty inside boy. We need to clean you up first."

Chad wondered what he meant and soon found out. Dawkins handed the doctor a large bag filled with some fluid attached to a long tube and pump.

"No...no, please don't!" Chad protested wildly as his hands left his ass. He tried to get up but Dawkins held him down.

Dr Martin lubed up the nozzle of the tube and gently inserted it into the unwilling asshole. He began to pump the fluid into Chad's ass. Chad felt the fluid feeling his insides and his cock remained hard. He wriggled his ass, trying to escape it, but couldn't. After the bag was totally empty and Chad's stomach was bloated slightly, the men stopped. Inserting a small plug into his asshole, Chad was allowed to stand up.

His asshole burnt and his cock ached. Chad turned around and stared in horror as he realised that the whole thing had been captured by Rollins' camera. His hard cock head, retracted from the foreskin, was sticking out at the top of his jockstrap.

Dawkins led him by the arm to a nearby large bucket. He was made to squat over it and the buttplug was removed. Chad blushed in humiliation as the liquid gushed out of his asshole, followed by lumps of shit. Dawkins hosed his exposed asshole and upper legs with some water. Finally when he was all cleaned up, they dried him with a towel before going back to the examination table.

Dr Martin motioned him to get on the table and lie down on his back. Chad tried to fight the men off, but Rollins, who had temporarily put the camera down, helped the two men strap his arms to the sides of the table above his head and his legs to the two stirrups. Now Chad was spread out with his legs apart, asshole exposed to the camera.

"We won't be needing this anymore." Dr Martin said and ripped off Chad's wet jockstrap.

His hard cock stood out, the head, very red and inflammed looking.

"Looks like a bit of inflammation here on your foreskin. Could be a small infection..." Martin remarked while examining the cockhead.

"I think you need a bit of a shave before we go on." he continued.

Dawkins provided a small container with some white paste. Using a spatula, Dr Martin began to apply to Chad's exposed balls and asshole.

"This is a long-acting hair remover. The longer I leave it on, the longer it takes your hair to grow back. The hair removal may be permanent if I leave it long enough. It's new on the market and aimed at mainly females." Martin explained.

"Ummm, I think he need a trim up here too." Dawkins pointed at Chad brown bush.

"Noo... no... don't." Chad protested.

Dr Martin ignored him and applied the paste to the line of hair from Chad's navel to his brown bush. Then he applied it to the edges of Chad's bush, trimming it to a small heart shape. Chad could watch in horror as his proud manly bush was being multilated.

"Cute, ain't it?" Dawkins remarked.

"Don't worry kid, we won't leave it on for too long. I'd say 15 minutes would do." Martin reassured him, looking at his watch.

Rollins zoomed in on Chad's hard cock, taking shots of it from various angles. 7 inches hard with a deep piss groove and fat cockhead. Pity, the kid wasn't circumcised - it seemed such a pity to hide such a pretty cockhead inside that long foreskin. Chad couldn't believe that his cock was still rock hard. The burning sensation had decreased slightly, now that his cock was not confined by the tight jockstrap, but it still hurt.

Martin took out a small tube attached to a small bag, and lubed it generously. Chad's eyes buldged as he stared in horror at the tube. It didn't look as big as his enema tube, so what was it?

Then Martin took hold of his hard cock and pushed the tube into the small piss-slit.

"Ahh...ah..." Chad screamed as the burning sensation in his cock increased. His whole cock felt like it was on fire.

Martin continued to push the catheter into the big cock until he reached the bladder. Then yellow piss began flowing out into the transparent bag. Chad had no control over his bladder as the piss flowed. Suddenly Dr Martin's beeper went off.

"Have to take this guys." he said. He left the room quickly, leaving Chad with the two officers.

The minutes ticked on as Rollins now began to photograph Chad in this vulnerable position paying special attention to his exposed asshole, cock and balls. Dawkins was very horny and hard. The brat had a nice mouth and he couldn't resist. He took out his very hard 8 inch cock and waved it infront of Chad's face.

"Now take this in your pretty mouth, kid." he demanded.

Chad clamped his mouth tightly shut. There was no way he'd take a man in his mouth. This was only for faggots and women.

Suddenly Dawkins twisted one of Chad's nipples very hardly and Chad screamed. Quickly he forced his thick meat into the jock's unwilling mouth. Chad's muffled protests could be heard as he tried to spit the cock out. Since his head was flat on the table and his mouth opened, Dawkins could easily force it down his throat. He began to fuck the kid's mouth, ignoring the frantic groans. This was all beautifully recorded by Rollins.

When at last he couldn't hold back anymore, he shot his load into Chad's mouth. Chad was forced to swallow some of the forceful cum shooting out of the cock. Then Dawkins withdrew and shot the rest of his load right on Chad's face and hair. He laughed and squeezed Chad's swollen tits, saying, "That was great kid, though you need more practice."

Chad felt his face flush in humiliation. He wondered how this could happen to him. Surely things couldn't get worse? Then he suddenly realised that it felt like more than 15 minutes had gone by since the doctor had left. He was about to say something about it when Dr Martin burst into the room and called both officers. All 3 of them left in a haste ignoring the helpless college jock.

Part IV:

It felt like ages before the men returned. By then, Chad was defeated. It had definitely been at least 30 minutes since the paste had been applied and he hoped that he wouldn't loose his hair permanently.

"My oh my, I do seem to have forgotten about you." Dr Martin exclaimed while sneering at Chad. He removed the paste with a small sponge and a basin of water. As he wiped, Chad's thick brown hair came off, leaving smooth and soft skin. He admired Chad's hairless balls, asshole and neatly shaped pubes. Then he took out the catheter.

Rollins, who had now relinquished the video camera to Dawkins, came over and gently massaged Chad's exposed balls. He inserted a finger into Chad's asshole and felt the tightness there.

"I think we need to loosen up the kid a bit." he smiled.

To Chad's horror, he held a small slim black dilido, about 4 inches long. The dilido was attached to a small balloon, like a catheter and had a small button. He lubed it up then pressed the button, which started a buzzing sound. He inserted it easily into Chad's asshole. After that, he inflated the balloon with a syringe.

The buzzing in his ass was starting to affect his cock, which started drooling lots of precum. Chad had to admit that though he did not want this, it felt very good. He wished he could jerk off his cock. But the men weren't finished yet. Rollins unzipped his pants and fucked Chad's mouth hard. Chad could not fight them off as they each took turns in raping his mouth and shooting their cum all over his body.

After they were satisfied, the uncuffed him and let him stand. He felt a needle in his arm and before he could protest, he passed out.

Author's note: All comments, ideas and criticisms are welcomed. I intend to write more parts to this story.