A new lethal disease affects a large proportion of the men in their early twenties. Thankfully, the authorities have finally found a cure: ingesting good old spunk! And those young beta males are going to need to swallow A LOT of it if they want to survive.
The story, names, and places are entirely fictional. All characters featured in the story are above 18. This story is only meant to be read by a mature audience, and in any case, by people over the age of 18.
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THE CURE
Chapter 20: The eighth sodomy
Being friendly (and a little more than friendly) with Gino again made coping with the insanities of my life way easier.
It felt like I had someone on my side now.
I was even in a good mood when I went to the CuM Centre for my so-called "oral and facial ingestion" the next morning.
Things were getting stricter at the Centre but I thoroughly (and would dare I say, happily?) followed the instructions. I got naked and on my knees in front of the lines of Alpha Males stroking their cocks in the open.
My peers and I had to stay completely naked in case our donors would miss their shots.
Of course, facials remained the preferred course of "skin treatment", but the spunk would better run down over my bare chest rather than being wasted on my clothes in case of missed shots.
Hence, no clothes should be worn at all!
The place was less chaotic than the day before and I was realizing that very soon, just like we had gotten used to the first version of the Protocol, everyone would get accustomed to this updated way of receiving the Cure.
It happened that my roommates and I were all assigned to the same section. Meaning that they would perform anal insemination the days when I would take anal, and they would do oral and facials, when I would receive oral and facials.
Practical, right?
Getting my throat fucked or receiving jizz on my face was overall less exhausting than getting senselessly fucked in the ass. Who would have thought?
The only thing which was a bit challenging was to hold my mouth wide open until I had been fully fed.
I was way passed the point of being bothered by the humiliating position I was in, but concretely, my jaw ached by the end of the session. Some guys even used scary tools like "mouth-spreaders" you might have found at a dentist to force their mouths opened.
It was left to the Alphas to choose if they liked it better to cum on our faces or in our throats. The staff would only check that we had received sufficiently of both before letting us go.
As he had promised, Gino made sure to stroke his big Italian cock nearby to maximize his chances to feed me.
I was checking him out from the corner of my eye. Franck was standing right next beside him, surely thinking about the same thing: using me as a cum dumpster.
I felt very special. Some of the hottest hunks in the Centre were fighting to nut all over me! What a privilege!
Wait... What type of gay thinking was that?!
Sometimes, I had to check myself. I was having the weirdest fantasies lately. The night before, I had even dreamt of Gino fucking and tongue kissing me. I had never had this kind of thoughts before.
All of this was supposed to be purely medical but the Protocol was definitely messing-up with my mind. The chastity cage and being able to experience orgasms exclusively from my ass certainly did not help!
Anyway, back to the oral section at the CuM Centre.
Less than thirty seconds after I had taken position, a married guy proceeded to pound my throat and rapidly emptied himself inside of me.
He had a rather small cock (roughly 5.5 inches) so that was very easy. One older dude jizzed across my forehead while I was still sucking off the tip of the first guy's cock.
No big deal.
A third guy was already pushing his cock inside my mouth at the same time, and soon enough, I had taken care of three different donors.
Right afterwards, I saw Gino's familiar monster cock coming at me. You best believe that I took special care of that one.
I made sure to swallow it all, to make it last a little, and not to miss any droplet of his nutritious juice when he came!
"Hmmm... Dan... I'm getting there... I'm cumming..."
I gagged a little but this particular meal was delicious, as usual. Gino's sperm had always had this particular sweet taste to it.
I kissed his cockhead when he was done.
My roommate winked at me.
Darius came after that and this was certainly a different kind of challenge. I had to stretch my lips to their limits to fit his humongous cock in my mouth and Big D. was not one to hold back on the face-fucking.
Thankfully, I had gotten used to handling huge juicy cocks down my throat so I could take it. Some people around us looked very impressed by my performance.
Darius jizzed a ton in my throat and I had to push myself to get all the gooey cream down to my stomach without puking.
Between this and all the loads I had taken in the previous days, at this point, I was starting to really feel the buckets of cum were resting inside of my belly.
There were only a few days left before I would get tested again and with all that spunk in me, I thought that I was surely eliminating the defect.
As the idea crossed my mind, I wondered...
Did I still want to be an Alpha? Was not it fun to be a cum receptacle for all these horny studs?
Professor Dentons was next in line. As soon as I saw him, I knew he would target me. He did. His cock was very hairy and I have to say, stinky. (The man did not shower or what?)
His balls were still filled with good alpha sperm so I could not be too difficult.
He came all across my face. I knew exactly why. We had a class together later that day and Dentons absolutely wanted to see his own jizz on my face during it! He loved that.
He aimed quite poorly and one volley hit me straight in the right eye, I was practically blind but, as you can imagine, it was strictly forbidden to wipe it off.
Eye ingestion of the Cure... Why not? Maybe it was efficient.
Finally, making a whole show of himself, Franck was my last donor of the morning. As you can imagine, this was the biggest blast of all.
In the last few weeks, Franck had earned quite the reputation at the Centre and the video where he was fucking me during the Anal Training Course had become viral in the entire country.
No surprise that people stared at us as he announced proudly:
"Look at this well-behaved Beta male who's going to get his biggest and thickest serve of the day!"
Franck rubbed his massive schlong against my already coated-with-cum face, smearing the jizz from our professor everywhere from my forehead, to my nose, and to my opened lips.
"Take note, guys, this is how it's done!" He claimed to the guys watching us, in awe.
He was stroking his monster uncut cock against my cheeks, smearing me with his own precum as well. Gino looked pissed on the side lines. But what could I do? I needed all the seeds I could get to survive and there was no doubt that Franck Karter was a great provider.
When he actually started releasing volleys after volleys of his white and creamy milk on my face, some people around us gasped.
I guess it was impressive, especially if you were witnessing an ejaculation of this nature for the first time.
Hyperspermia is no joke!
"Fuck yeah, bitch! Take this, nasty little slut!"
I felt the creamy loads hitting me, they were warm and thick, and as always with Franck, it felt like the ejaculation would never end. The cum kept on pouring on my face, achieving to make me fully blind, until I was turned into a proper wax statue.
I lost count but he managed to produce at least 14 volleys of spunk.
"Aren't you my personal obedient bitch?"
I did not say the words but I nodded yes.
People clapped, chuckled and cheered around us. I was trying to stay still to make sure I would be fully painted white. No fucking waste allowed!
I swallowed some of the jizz as well but by the end of the rowing team captain's orgasm, I was literally drenched. One could have barely recognized my face under the many layers of cum.
No matter how much I had pouring down over me though, it would have been a felony to wipe anything off.
I had to wear this new mask with pride.
I must say, spending the entire day with such a crazy amount of jizz, dripping and sticking all over my face, even preventing me from opening my eyes fully, was quite an intense experience.
You will notice that I have not said that it was a "bad experience" though. See, we were living in a society where Cum was praised like a God.
If I was covered in it, did not it mean that I was God-like?
I was starting to see it that way.
Of course, people looked, mocked and commented, but all I could hear was jealousy and envy. Gino, for instance, was definitely mad that Franck had once again "marked his territory" in such a public fashion.
I figured that their rivalry might become a problem but I was focused on my objective, getting as much spunk as possible on, and inside of, me.
My brain was just wired this way now...
Besides, Gino had seen nothing yet. I got served way more cum during the day. Actually, I had never swallowed that much jizz in a single afternoon!
Determined to mark me as his personal cum dumpster some more, Franck had taken it upon himself to refill me anytime the sperm on my cheeks, lips, and forehead started to dry.
He also asked some of his closer friends to help him out painting me white.
Obviously, Tyrone, Andre, Darius and Diego volunteered. Coach Jordan even gladly participated! But there were also total strangers, jocks from various college teams, buddies with Franck, who were taking turn on me!
I was surrounding by dripping cocks, left and right.
Franck had such a big influence on campus that merely any guy would follow his lead and instructions.
Between each class, I was brought to the toilets to receive three, four, five or even more ejaculations on my face.
By the end of the afternoon, I could no longer tell who was cumming on my face or in my mouth and most people did not even bother to have me isolated in a restroom to empty themselves inside my throat.
I had just become a moving recipient for jizz.
"See how I'm helping you out fighting the Disease, Dan. All that cum for free! You're a freaking star!" Franck claimed.
During class, I would swallow the jizz dripping down between my lips or falling on my papers. I could barely work on anything though, being half blind and constantly asked to serve as a cum bag, those were not the ideal conditions to study.
Gregory Marshall was staring at me with an evil look. In the last few weeks, he had grown more and more jealous!
