Olly's College Boy Toy

Another commission down! Another on the way soon that'll be futa as well. I'll be gone for a bit after writing a huge story after that for (yet another) commission lol. This is a femboydom story, a story where a femboy is topping. Small amounts of coercion and reluctance here, less so than other stories. If you feel this should go in noncon let me know and I'll talk to Literotica about moving categories.

As always I don't condone any actions in this that could be deemed as coercive or nonconsensual. It's always great fantasizing about being chased, but in reality it can be harmful, so always make sure everyone is cool and is down for whatever you're trying to do.

Hope you enjoy!

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Olly was an on campus janitor. He was entering his 30s, and looked extremely ill-fitting in his position.

One wouldn't be blamed for mistaking him for a woman sometimes. He often had his long hair in a ponytail, but even when it wasn't down, almost all of his features were extremely effeminate. With the exception of his deeper voice, which even then had that higher-pitched feminine gay lilt.

Olly's figure was tall and slender, with the exception of his butt which was shockingly around 40 inches, it would sometimes bounce if he ran right. Somehow it fit his body really proportionally, going out to his thighs and sliding up the sides of his stomach. He stood at about 6 feet, weighing around 170lbs, completely hairless with a smooth flat chest, long dainty limbs and fingers, with thick doughy thighs, and lovely calves. Usually obscured by his ugly blue jumpsuit.

Olly's face had two slightly slanted eyes that were hazel, a pointed and slightly raised nose, and a set of plush wide lips that were extremely kissable. His hair was a bit messy, thick, wavy, and curly. It went down to his collarbone with its brown-black color.

You could tell he was a man by talking to him, but in the right outfit, and from afar, he'd almost always be catcalled for men thinking he was some bimbo. He was anything but.

Olly's libido was already outrageously high, but only for topping some younger ass. When he first discovered the joys of turning a confused straight boy into a cock obsessed boytoy, he became addicted to the sensation. His favorite targets became cute college students, especially those who claimed to be so secure with their sexuality. The best were when they had girlfriends. All it took was a little magic for their hot lips to wrap around his long 14-inch dick.

College men were so easy to seduce, so willing to experiment and try new things, even if they said they weren't. Cute, malleable, manipulatable, and easy in all the right ways.

He loved the chase so much that he even moved closer to campus, and got the easiest job he could find. Unfortunately all the office positions were taken, but even then he needed something that was more mobile, something naughtier, something that would give him access to all parts of campus without being suspected of anything. The best choice, of course, was a janitor.

He wasn't a fan of the uniform, nor the labor involved, but it was well worth it. Taking college students into closets and utility spaces and filling them up with his long dick endlessly.

The harder the chase, the better the thrill. Nobody could resist his seduction. The straightest man could have Olly's cock lodged in his ass within a few hours if he tried hard enough.

...

Take for example, Todd and Mark. Two sophomore wrestlers that wandered into the boys locker room at the worst of times.

Olly was busy cleaning and mopping the floors while practice was going on, not expecting two latecomers to come barging into the locker room.

Olly double-taked, seeing the two men before him, shooting the shit with each other, smooth, hairless, muscled, and their asses probably nice and tight.

Todd caught Olly staring for maybe a little too long.

"Everything okay, bro?" He sneered.

"Oh! Everything's fine. Sorry boys, I was just lost in thought."

"Yeah for sure man. Make sure you're done over there soon, we gotta hit the showers, we're running late." Mark ordered.

A delightful and unassuming smile went across Olly's face.

"Of course. I'll be done soon!" He chimed back.

Mark and Todd snickered to each other as they undressed, hearing his flamboyant feminine voice, and his homosexual body language.

"Since when did they let fags mop the floor..." One snickered under his breath to the other.

Now Olly had actual work to do... but hearing that... well the opportunity might have just been too good not to pass up.

No. Not now, he nearly got caught last time, it's not worth it for these two.

As he wrapped up his job at the showers, he pulled his mop cart over to the exit, ready to leave.

He turned to get one last perverted look at them. He heard whipping noises, seeing the two playfully rat-tail the other as they went to the showers. The water was drawn, highlighting their perfect muscles trailing down their perfect abs.

Olly saw one of their asses. Todd turned away with his guard down as Mark rat tailed him, cracking a whip right on one of his perfectly sculpted ass cheeks. He caught a glimpse of the cute little tight crevice poking between one of his rippling butt cheeks.

A tent was pitched almost instantly in his jumpsuit.

Olly sighed. Letting his hair down. Locking the locker room door from any intruders...

As he walked towards the showers, he licked his lips, wetting them with an insatiable appetite.

Mark and Todd turned toward him, confused.

"Yo, you need something else dude?"

Olly smiled.

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"AUH! AUH! AUH! AUH! AUH! AUH! AUH! AUH!"

"Yeah baby? Yeah? That feel good for you? Huh?~"

"YEAUH! AUH! FUCK! AUH!" Todd wailed out, his voice ten octaves higher than ever before.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

All of Olly completely naked, with his massive girthy ass bouncing and rippling off of Todd's clapping ass cheeks. Olly's cock slid easily in and out of his once-tight hole, his massive sac colliding like a pendulum onto Todd's tight crack, popping with changing air pressure as the heat built up between them. Todd face down on the tile, his arms splayed in front of him, his eyes in the back of his head with his ass stuck up in the air.

Olly was sumo squatting above him, grabbing onto his hips to keep him held in place while pile-driving his hips downward. His lip bit and eyes lidded, looking down at his precious prey taking his cock like a good college boy should.

Collapsed on his back, limbs splayed, chest heaving, covered in ropes of thick hot cum, was Mark. Already used by Olly, his asshole completely caverned out and dripped with his previous load before Olly moved on to his best friend.

Sweat was rivering between Olly and Todd. Olly's hair flopping with the force of every hip action. Obliterating his asshole like it was an olympic sport. The head of his cock electrified by the tight hugging walls of this college wrestler, moaning and squealing for him.

A puddle of Todd's cum was underneath his dripping cock as Olly had fucked him to orgasm several times, same with Mark.

"I thought you boys were running late? Uhn-uhn-uhn-uhn... you don't need to go now?... Huh?... Too busy taking cock?" He panted.

"AUHH! AUH! AUH! UAH! AUH! AUGH!"

"Can't even speak, straight boy? Hm? Is it that good? This fag's cock too much to handle?"

"AUUHH! AUUHH! FUCK! FUUCKK! AUH! FUCK! C-CUM! CUMM!"

"Again? You really love it don't you... go on... do it boy... cum for me..."

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

"AUUUGHHHHHHHH!" He cried out before letting loose another quick orgasmic spurt of cum.

His asshole tightened around Olly's cock, making him bite his lip harder as he got closer and closer.

"Fuck baby... you squeeze my cock so well... you're a fucking natural at this babe... keep that pussy tight for me boy, I'm getting close..."

Todd mewled and whined as Olly picked up the pace, going a little faster and clapping louder into his abused red ass.

CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!

"Fuuuuckkk... fuuuuuckkk... uuuuuuuuughhhh... this college pussy is so fucking good... fuuuuuuuuhhhcckkk..." He breathed out, a deep nasal vocal fry vibrating the air.

His smooth cock was rocketing in and out of Todd's straight hole, turning it into slop as he used all the shocking strength in his thighs and glutes to blow his back out.

CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!

"Ouhh fuck... Ouh fuck! OH FUCK! FUCK! I'M CLOSE BABY! I'M CLOSE! AUH!-"

CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!

His nails nug into Todd's waist as his sack tightened.

"OH FUUUUCKK~~" He whined.

THWAP!

With one final slam against his wet brack his balls tightened together and let loose another thick torrent of Olly cum.

"Auh!" Todd's eyes widened at the foreign warmth washing his insides.

It was a hot flood of his load, just as much as before. As Olly rolled his eyes, unloading in another college student for the fifth time that very week.

"MMMM! MMMMMMM! FUUUCK BABY! FUUUUCKK!~" He groaned, his voice lilting with effeminate porn-like fry.

He held himself there, digging in and sawing his thick girthy hips back and forth into Todd, letting all of it get pulled out of his balls. Making sure his thick deposit was all inside this straight boy to walk away with. He delighted in knowing that Todd and Mark's confusion would peak that day. Maybe they'd hook up with each other, maybe they'd look for him on campus and beg him for more together, maybe they'd come home with him and jump onto his sex swing. Whatever would happen next, this would be the day they remembered why they missed wrestling practice.

The sweet sweet memories he created for them...

He could tell Todd loved it, the way his ass squeezed and coaxed his entire load out. It was all too easy for him.

With a loud wet PLORP, he yanked his cock out of the boy's used hole like a dirty condom. Stepping aside from him, and giving him a wet spank. Todd collapsed onto his side, breathing in a heaving ecstatic bliss as the warmth festered inside him and coagulated. Bred deliciously by the campus janitor.

Olly stood with his hands on his hips, letting forth a coo and a sigh of satisfaction. He looked down out his cock, slightly spongy and raw but covered in a thick paint of white.

"Mmm... that was good boys... so glad I stayed... mmf..." He looked over to Mark, and gave a wicked smile.

He walked up to the corpse-like college student, who had gotten far too long of a break.

"Come here..." He whispered before yanking Mark up by the hair.

"Wha... GLMPH!" Mark's eyes shot open as Olly inserted his dirty cock into his mouth.

He started pulling and pushing his head on his dick, making him drink it clean, the pungent flavor thick on his tongue. Olly's cum and his best friend's ass making its way down his throat, soon to be followed by another load he'd have boiling in his thick balls.

"There's a good boy... keep going sweetie... that's it... clean me off..." He sighed.

It was all too easy for Olly...

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Lonnie was a fresh junior on campus, having transferred over from another state to finish his bachelor's degree.

He was about 21 at this point. He stood at 5'9 and was pretty average weight. Not as effeminate as Olly by any measure, but pretty cute and handsome all around. His eyes were a nice brown, slanted downward slightly. His nose cute, same as his smooth cheeks, and complete with a sharp jawline. Good hair on top of that, a nice blonde that was silky and straight, going down the middle of his neck. His skin a rosy California tan from his casual beach days, his body skinny and toned.

Naturally being this good looking it didn't take long for him to find a girlfriend. She was a petite brunette named Betty. She was a really good partner, and they had a lot of chemistry with each other. She was helping a lot with his grades, they originally met each other after he'd met her for on campus tutoring.

The sex was fine, but that's not why he was with her at all. Though he admitted to himself that he'd wish they'd try more things together. He was a switch naturally so it might have been nice to lose control here and there. Nothing they couldn't overcome through some solid communication with each other though.

One day, Lonnie and his girlfriend were studying in the library together, he was getting ready for midterms.

As they sat quietly with each other, his silence was disturbed by the trundle of the janitor's mop cart pushing its way through.

He made brief eyes at him. He had to double take as he saw the janitor's feminine butt sticking through the jumpsuit. He'd never really seen a female janitor come to think of it. What did she look like?

As Olly turned towards him he realized very quickly that wasn't a woman at all! He was shocked by his appearance, unnaturally beautiful for any man, not even as a statement of attraction, he wasn't gay, but it was shocking to see someone like that in a blue collar jumpsuit.

Lonnie realized he was making eye contact for too long as he caught Olly's attention. Olly made eyes at him, his eyes went lidded and seductive for a brief moment, giving him a playful and catty smile before Lonnie shot his eyes in another direction, red in the face. Olly was still looking though...

Olly hadn't really seen a guy this good looking in a while. The perfect build, face, allegedly clean shaven from the looks of it, and beautiful hair. He wondered how good his body looked under that black tee... and how fuckable that ass was...

Olly's eyes scanned to the right to see his... girlfriend... oh... this was just too perfect...

Olly couldn't pass this up. That boy needed to be his.

"What is it?" Betty looked up from her textbook.

"I accidentally made eyes at the janitor..." Lonnie muttered, still looking away blushing.

"What's so bad about that?"

"Babe. Look at him."

She raised an eyebrow, confused, before turning around to see Olly unnecessarily bent over, showing off his assets as he let his hair down.

She turned back, mouth agape.

"Holy shit." She whispered.

"You see what I mean?"

"Were you checking him out?"

"No! I rarely see a lady janitor, so I was like... I dunno... what does she look like... and then..."

"Oh wow. Not sure I can blame you... damn... I wish I had an ass like that..."

"Your ass is great babe, calm down, I'm not gonna run off with the janitor."

She turned around again, letting out a snicker.

"Not sure about that..." She giggled.

"What?"

"He's making eyes at you babe."

"Stop fucking with me, we need to study..."

"No babe, I'm serious, look..."

He scoffed and looked over to see Olly making intense eye contact with him, giving him a seductive wink and biting his lip at him as he furiously mopped a part of the tile floor that separated the area of carpet they were studying at.

Lonnie's head slammed back down to the textbook in front of him, bright red in the face as Betty laughed quietly.

"It's not funny..."

"It's a little funny. Quit checking out dude's asses, it wouldn't be such a problem for you would it?"

"Lesson learned..." He trailed off.

She sighed with amusement and went back to studying with him.

The two sat in awkward silence for a while. Lonnie briefly checking to see if that creepy janitor was still eye-fucking him. It seemed like every time he checked, he would accidentally continue to catch the janitor gazing back at him, like he could tell when Lonnie was looking over at him. Each time he'd go bright red and look back in his book.

This continued for a while before Betty finally closed up her notebook and stretched, signaling that it was time to go, much to his relief.

"Mmmm... wanna get lunch?" She said as she stretched her arms.

"Sure. What are you feeling today?"

"Mm. I dunno. You pick."

"I'm feeling like cheap and easy honestly, I'm burnt the hell out right now."

"Me too, can we do the chinese buffet?"

"Read my mind." He stood, grabbing my things and shoving them quickly in my bag.

They made their way to the exit, bounding, holding hands, ready to eat their shitty meal. They had already wasted this weekend with all the test prep for Monday, so it would be good to finally get some alone time with her in a casual setting instead of stressing over their GPA.

However, just as Lonnie opened the door to the empty lobby, he felt something hit his ankle, and instantly his balance was lost.

As his vision hurtled downwards, Lonnie tripped and face planted onto the floor, chest and shirt landing on a fresh puddle of mop water.

"Oh!" His girlfriend gasped audibly.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry!" Lonnie heard above.

He felt arms wrap around his torso suddenly and hoist him up.

Lonnie was spun and turned face to face with the janitor from earlier, holding on (and stroking) his shoulders with his soft hands. Patting his body all over to make sure there wasn't any damage.

"Are you alright?" He said, with genuine concern on his face, "That's totally my bad!"

He turned to Lonnie's girlfriend who had to hold back a smirk.

"I'm so sorry babe. I didn't mean to trip your man like this! I'm so embarrassed! I forgot to put a sign down before I started mopping here! I'm gonna be in so much trouble!"

"It's fine! He's a man, he'll be alright..." She grinned at Lonnie playfully

Lonnie politely took his hands off of him, flustered from all the man handling, his strength was shocking. He was easily able to get him off the floor.

"Oh! No! I got your shirt all wet baby! I'm such an idiot!"

"It's fine, really." Lonnie said bluntly, reaching out to my girlfriend to grab her hand again and walk.

Just as Lonnie's hand reached out, his neck bristled as Olly grabbed it with both hands, stepping in his path.

"No it's not! Babe! I've ruined your shirt! There's cleaning formula in that water, we need to get your shirt changed now or it's going to get on your skin! You'll have a rash for weeks."

"I'll change it on my way, thanks." He insisted, having to really pull his hand out of his firm soft grasp.

"No honey, I'm serious. I have a spare in the nearby closet, please let me give it to you."

"Babe, it's fine, seriously, I want to stop at my apartment anyway to drop some things off, let's do dinner later." Betty assured him.

"...Okay yeah fine... I'll see you later Betty..."

"Don't steal him from me, okay?"

Olly laughed.

"No promises..." He chuckled.

Lonnie rolled his eyes.

Betty started making her way out, waving as she left the building, leaving the two of them alone.

Olly's demeanor seemed to shift, a lot more calm and collected suddenly, instead of panic.

"This way babe." He grabbed Lonnie by the forearm.

"W-woah! Hey! I'm good man, you can let me go!"

"You don't know where the closet is honey, I'm just showing you the way, calm down. I know you were making eyes at me earlier but don't get any funny ideas..." He teased.

Lonnie was crimson.

"I was... I wasn't..."

"It's fine baby. Guys check my ass out all the time, it's only natural." He smiled as he tugged him along.

They turned the hall corner to a nearby door that read STAFF ONLY.

Olly took out a ring of keys, slowly going through each one as he sung to himself playfully.

"So... what's your name, hot stuff?"

The flirting was making him super uncomfortable but he didn't want to make a scene just because the guy was clearly gay. It was still humiliating since he was taller than him by a head.

"Lonnie..."

"Lonnie? That sounds like a girl's name."