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My Wife Finds Out About My Bully Cucking Me in College And it Turns Her On

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“What happened, Ben? What did Ron do?” My wife asked, rubbing my shoulder softly and spooning me as we lay in bed that night. I could feel her warm, jiggly tits against my back and thought maybe her nipples were hard…Come to think of it, they had been hard in that little shirt(no bra) all day, ever since I finally got to meet Ron…again.

“Lots of shit, Lyndsey. All sorts of stuff. But I’m afraid to tell you…I don’t want you to lose respect for me or worse, pity me.”

“Oh, Ben. We’re married, remember? I’m not going to lose respect for you. But you seem to have something against Ron, and-

“Something against?” I cut her off. “Something against? Christ, Lyndsey! If you knew our history…if you knew.”

“OK, so tell me! That’s what I’m asking, Benny. Tell me why it has to be this way between you two.” She snuggled in closer to me, she had spread her legs and I was quite sure she had her pussy pressed against my back. Every now and then, while I told her the story, she would squirm just a little.

“There’s a lot I could say. Things that are terrible to tell and things even worse than that. But I can sum it up in one story.”

“I’m all ears,” she licked her lips.

-

It was bad enough I had to find out he was even going to AU by getting pantsed on the campus green. I mean, never in a million years did I think Ron Dunk would have the grades to get into AU, but I guess all the homework I did for him and all the tests I let him cheat off me on must have paid off. I remember trying to yank my pants back up over my bare ass and balls as he laughed and motioned like he was going to tackle me. I can still hear a group of girls laughing at me from the sidewalk. Worse than all of that though, was the short distance between Roy’s frat house, and my dormitory.

I did not find out until later, but everything that happened that night was predicated on Ron’s initiation into a Fraternity. See, Ron had a set of tasks to complete in order to prove to his fellow asshole friends he was cool enough for their little club. I guess he figured I was an easy target, and that ultimately, he could kill 2 birds with one stone.

Have you ever heard of an Initiation List? No? Well, I’ll tell you what it is. It’s a long list of tasks and cruelties that an aspiring frat kid gets to pick from to complete his initiation. He might not have to do all the things on that list, but he sure is going to have to do some of them. The two things that caught Ron’s eye on the initiation list that night was pretty straight forward.

1. Give a freshman a swirly.

2. Steal a guy’s date from him.

At this point in the story I could feel Lyndsey shifting against me. Her lower body seemed to be rising up and down slowly, and she was constantly readjusting her legs like she was squirming. I could not see her face because she was spooning me, but there was something about her interest in the story that was unnerving me. I wondered if I should go on.

“Then what happened, honey?” She asked.

I sighed, continuing.

I had been seeing this girl, Rebecca, for about 2 months. She was sweet, very pretty. The hottest girl I had been with up to that point. Not half as beautiful as you though, Lyndsey. We had fooled around a little, nothing serious; kissing and feeling each other up, a hand job one afternoon after class, and I had gotten the chance to go down on her a few times. That was it.

That night, we ran into Ron. I had been planning to take her back to my dorm because it was empty for once and I had cleaned up and gotten it ready in anticipation to finally have sex with her. I think she was ready, and I knew I was.

We were walking across that cursed campus green around 10:30 that night, on our way back from a showing of “An Indecent Proposal” at the Student Union Building. We were holding hands.

“Benny! Benny boy!” He called to us, walking out of the darkness.

“Hi Ron,” I said, Immediately nervous.

“Well, well, well! Is it date night? Who is this precious little peach?” Ron said.

Rebecca blushed. She was wearing this off-pink, spring dress that showed off her nice arms and just the top of her little cupped titties.

“I’m Rebecca,” she told him.

“Well, Rebecca. You’re hot. Too hot, I’d say. For this chump, especially.” He nodded at me when he said it. Rebecca chuckled playfully but still held my hand. “I’m just kidding, Benny. You know I love you, buddy.”

“Well, we’ll be seeing you around, Ron,” I made to leave with Rebecca.

“Whoa! Hold on now! Look, we’re having this big party over at the house and I thought maybe you two might like to join us?” He was looking at Rebecca. I could see she was looking at him with interest; his broad shoulders seemed to stretch his t shirt to its breaking point, and his wild, blue eyes were alive with mischief. “Free beer? Good music? Fun times?”

“I don’t think so-“ I began.

“Sounds like it could be fun?” Rebecca interrupted, swinging my hand back and forth with hers and looking at me with pouty eyes.

“It’s Friday night, for Christ’s sake!” Ron shouted.

I paused again. Not sure how to go about the last part of the story. I had gotten so lost in my own telling of it, and the trauma of remembering, that I barely noticed Lyndsey settling onto her back in bed. Only her legs were touching me. I turned over to look at her and could see she was flushed.

“Are you OK?”

“I’m fine, Ben. Keep going.” She said.

“You look…upset? Or…I’m not sure. You’re red and you’re breathing is heavy.”

“Ben…just…keep going.”

The last part of the night seemed to happen fast.

There was no party at the frat house, that much was obvious. It was quiet except for a few of the other members prowling between the kitchen and their bedrooms. Otherwise, it seemed as if the rest of the fraternity was out. Ron was a great host. He gave us beers and we did three shots. He was constantly poking fun at me, right in front of Rebecca, and the more he drank the worse it got. And the more Rebecca drank the funnier she seemed to think it was.

Then Ron wanted to wrestle.

“I don’t think so, Ron,” I said, getting up to leave.

“Oh come on, you’re always such a pussy!”

“No, I’m not doing it,” I reached for Rebecca’s hand and she pulled it away.

“Oh come on!” Rebecca laughed. “I want some entertainment! You boys wrestle for me!”

“Yeah, Benny. Let’s have a friendly wager. Winner gets to…give Rebecca hear a little kiss?” He winked at her, and she giggled madly, shaking her head in agreement. She was drunk.

Before I knew what was happening, Ron had his big hands on me and was pulling me to the ground. First, he pinned me on my back. Then on my face. Then he got me in a headlock and made me tap out. Some of the jabs from his knees and palms weren’t so kind, some leaving marks and bruises. I was gasping and struggling at every turn, all the while I could hear Rebecca laughing her ass off.

He had me on my knees, my arm locked behind my back.

“Say uncle!” He yelled, laughing cruelly.

“Uncle!” I yelled in pain.

“Say I’m a little pussy!”

“I’m a little pussy!” I squeaked.

Rebecca was clutching her sides, and tears were running down her face.

“Say, give me a swirly!”

I had no choice.

“Say it! Say it, Benny!”

“Give me a swirly!”

He pulled me by my arms and neck to the bathroom down the hall. The toilet seat was already up and waiting. Ron easily got my head into the bowl, I was all out of fight. Defeated, I held my breath and went under. The toilet flushed. Again and again, it flushed.

Between the waves of rushing water in my ears, I heard them cackling. Then more…voices? More laughing, louder and heavier and mor plentiful. When I looked up, the faces of almost 6 other frat jocks were looking into the bathroom pointing and heckling me. The sound of it was deafening.

He left me in there and kicked me once on the way out. I could see Rebecca standing at the end of the hallway, watching. As Ron went past her, he grabbed her hand. I heard him say, “how about that kiss?” The other frat guys retreated with them and left me alone in the bathroom.

I closed the door and sat on the floor for a while. There were no towels and nothing to dry off with, so I used my own shirt the best I could to get the toilet water out of my hair and ears. I had never been manhandled to that extent before, not even by Ron when we were in high school.

After a few minutes I collected myself and pathetically, I put my wet toilet shirt back on and got off the dirty bathroom floor. The walk down that hallway seemed to take an hour, terrified to show my humiliated face to either of them. There was no way she had really kissed him, right? We had been going out for 2 months and we hadn’t even fucked yet…there was no way she could betray me like that.

When I got back to the living room, Ron was sitting on the couch with no pants on, and his legs spread wide. On the floor between his massive, hairy thighs, was Rebecca. She was jerking him off with both hands, with her mouth wrapped around his dick. Other guys were sitting on the couch to either side of Ron and they had started to unbutton their pants, some of them already down to their boxers.

“Have a nice night, Benny!” Ron laughed, noticing me standing there. Rebecca tried to turn towards me, but he grabbed her by the hair and kept her there on his dick. In my shock and awe I had frozen to the ground, unable to move or speak. My stomach was rolling in circles and my head was starting to pound. I didn’t know if I was going to pass out or throw up.

“Me next! Me next!” One of them shouted, exposing himself on the couch.

“Close the door on your way out, Benny! We’re done with your punk ass!” Ron shouted at me, getting rougher with my date. “And thanks for the girl!”

-

When I finally finished, I could not look Lyndsey in the eyes. I had my back to her, and we laid in silence for a long time. Finally, in a shaking whisper she asked me, “How big was he, Ben?”

TO BE CONTINUED…

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Love always,

-Dex

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