Part 8: Afternoon Awards
The Fraternity Service activities kept us busy the entire morning; there was no breakfast unless you count the multiple loads of cum that every pledge had been served. At lunch, no one talked about what they had done or how many tokens they had gotten. The award ceremony was to be right after we ate. We went down to the TV room where Mark had things set up for a real show which, of course, he was to emcee. The entire fraternity was there and Mark called us up individually in order of the number of tokens we received, those who had received the fewest first. Poor Tom had only gotten three. Mark made Tom answer a lot of questions about who he had serviced, how he had serviced them and why he earned only three tokens. Tom was clearly very uncomfortable talking about it. He had serviced five guys, but two of them had refused to give him any token at all because he had thrown up again when they came in his mouth. The other three had each given him only one because, they said, his sucking sucked.
Mark made Tom describe in detail how he felt when he had a frat member's member in his mouth. He had to say whose cock he liked best, which he wanted to suck again, and so forth. Then, with inappropriate glee Mark said, "Let's go to the videotaped highlights." Tom blanched and I guess all of us squirmed. I know, I felt sick. Someone turned on the TV and VCR and suddenly there on the screen was Tom in a frat member's room sucking him off. Mark made Tom give what he called the "blow by blow" description of what was happening. The tape was edited to be only a few minutes' collage of Tom sucking various cocks. Tom had to say how much he loved to feel each hard cock in his mouth and how he looked forward to them cumming in his mouth. When the tape showed him retching and upchucking, he had to tell us all how much he wanted to overcome his problem so that he could service all of these guys better.
Mark said that Tom clearly needed more practice and had him stand at the side of the makeshift stage sucking on a penis-shaped dildo while the ceremonies went on. From time to time, Mark would check to see that he was doing as instructed.
The rest of the awards went similarly. The other four guys got five, seven, eight and ten tokens. The first two of these were told that they needed to improve and given dildo's to suck on stage like Tom. The last two were announced as "Second Runner Up" and "First Runner Up" respectively. When the first runner up, Rob, was announced, I felt a moment of pleasure that I had won the contest. I was a little uneasy, though not knowing what the prize was. And I was more than a little uneasy not knowing what would be on my "highlights" tape.
Rob had done some role-playing and some creative things like pretending to be a dog who wanted to lick and nuzzle his owner's cock. This resulted in acts that no dog could ever do, but the "owner" didn't seem to mind Rob falling out of character. With another "client", Rob wasn't allowed to touch the guy's cock at all. He was to just kneel on the floor naked, masturbating and begging the guy to cum on his face. Rob wasn't to shoot his load until the guy covered his face with cum. Then he was to cum as quickly as he could after that, shooting it into his hand. Rob got a big tip because, as we could all see on the videotape, almost as soon as the guy shoot cum all over his face—and I do mean all over his face—Rob started to cum in his hand. He had clearly been holding off as long as he could. Then, without being told, Rob brought his hand to his mouth and swallowed his own cum before wiping the cum from his face and sucking it off his hand. There was a spontaneous round of applause for this. Like the others, he had to describe everything, often in terms Mark offered. Mark prodded Rob to say how much he wanted to suck the cock of the guy who had spewed on his face and how he hoped he would get a chance to do that before long. Rob's performance was pretty stiff competition and I was fortunate to have come out on top.
Rob was told to stand with the others while the "Grand Champion" was announced (as if there was any suspense). My eleven tokens received some appreciative comments from the audience and Mark made a big deal of what a great cocksucker I must be to earn so many tokens. I had to talk about my favorite parts, what I wish I had been able to do, and so on. I left out any mention of my session with Mark. And, before going to the "taped highlights", Mark commented on that but didn't say anything more about our encounter. I was beginning to be hopeful that it would be omitted from the tape.
As the tape began, I reflected on this morning's activities, from making love to Terry's cock and balls, to playing Megan for a frustrated Brad, to the routine blow jobs that the other two guys wanted and finally, to the incident with Mark. I was brought back from my private ruminations by a spontaneous cheer from the audience. When I looked at the screen, I saw it was for me, dressed as Megan, coming out of the closet. (And I noted that this was an interesting way to think of it.) People were a little surprised by how much Brad got into it and, I think, quite shocked when he kissed me. Brad was clearly embarrassed and the teasing began right away. I doubted it would end for long time.
Unfortunately, the tape appeared to be largely unedited. Some of the preliminaries with Mark were cut out, but I was soon on the floor, blindfolded, stroking my cock with two of my fingers sliding in and out of my asshole. On the tape, I saw how quickly I sprayed my cum on the floor and how I hesitated when Mark commanded me to lick it up. Now, watching this happen in front of the whole fraternity, my heart was pounding again, my lips were dry and my ears burned. Suddenly, as my tongue was lapping up a string of cum from the floor, Mark was behind me, holding my hips and thrusting into my asshole. My ass still hurt from his intrusion and I could feel my sphincter tighten at the memory of his assault. As I could tell from the tape, though, it wasn't long before I was accepting him, and then cooperating with his thrusting. As he came in me on the tape, I remembered how good that had felt and how close to an orgasm it had brought me. I was sure that if I hadn't just shot my wad on the floor, I would have with his final thrust into me. I realized that my cock was hard now, watching the tape, and I was pretty sure that it was obvious through these karate suits.
