Hello again! This is the sixth part of the Boundaries Experiment Series. Please read Parts 1,2, 3, 4 and 5 to catch up. The following story themes of m/m eroticism, f/m eroticism, cfnm, cmnm, enm, Mdom, Femdom, and reluctance. If you do not care for any of this, the story may not be for you. All characters, locations and scenarios are entirely fictional, and all characters are over 18. Thank you for reading and stay tuned for more fun across the sexual spectrum!
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For just a split second, Jayden is finally alone. He takes a breath, and decides to take the moment to take a piss in private. He looks over at the stalls, and sees the "special" one reserved for him. A direct shot from the door, he notices, it sits there, the stall door removed, the toilet shining white and completely in the open. He walks over to it, and his gut sinks when he sees the urine on the seat and the floor, with bits of toilet paper here and there. This is his to clean now, he remembers, and wonders when the janitorial staff are going to force the task on him for the first time.
For the moment, he decides to focus on the task at hand, and lets loose a warm stream of relief, suddenly being very careful about his aim.
But his moment of respite is short-lived, and the door swings open with a breeze that sets his skin tingling and makes his dick pull back. He sighs, and concentrates on finishing his business rather than turning around.
But he realizes as he gives his dick a little shake, that whoever came in would have had to get a direct look at his naked ass, but said nothing. The thought actually makes him nervous to turn around.
Don't be a pussy,
he tells himself, and finally forces himself to turn. When he does, it's all he can do not to jump out of his skin as he comes face to face with Forest McBride, the tall, lanky nerd down the hall who never seems to talk to anyone, and who always seems to wear the same grey t-shirt and cargo shorts. Right now, he's starring at Jayden as if hypnotized, his brown hair a greasy mess as usual, amber-hazel eyes starring, jaw slightly slack.
"The fuck are you staring at?" is what automatically pops out of Jayden's mouth, and he squares up. He can't help but smirk with the skinny geek flinches. "It's a punishment, okay? Now mo—"
"You have to do what I say," Forest says, his voice nearly cracking as he asserts himself. He meets Jayden's gaze, and Jayden feels as though he's been punched in the gut. "I read my email. And you have to do what I say, Jayden."
"Not just anything. You can't—
"Sexual things," Forest says, and nods. "I know. So," he looks around nervously, and Jayden notices his hands are shaking, "g-go back in the stall."
"What?" Jayden shakes his head. "That's not sexual, and if you're going to tell me to lick the toilet or something, I'm protesting that one. That could make me really sick."
"It's nothing like that," Forest says, almost looking apologetic, but he hardens his gaze. "Just go back in there and sit."
"You're a fucking little prick," Jayden says, his jaw set hard, but his phone dings and he knows he has no choice. He makes his way to the stall and checks, grateful to see the only command so far is to follow Forest's orders. He stops and takes a second to carefully wipe the seat of the toilet with a few squares of toilet paper before he turns and meets Forest's gaze defiantly again. "So what is it?" he asks as he lowers himself onto the toilet, keeping his cock and balls out of the bowl as best he can. "Are you into dudes? Is that why you never talk to anybody? Because it's cool to be gay—"
"I'm not gay!" Forest snaps. "And you're the prick!" he says, pointing a finger in Jayden's face. "Always picking on me, making jokes to your friends. To the girls. Well now, you have to do what I say, and I'm going to show you who the bigger man is."
"So, what, you're going to make me suck your dick to get your revenge?" Jayden says, then immediately wishes he hadn't. "Because that's pretty gay," he says, hoping to undo the potential damage done.
"I—I've never had my dick sucked and I want it to be special, and a girl, so no," Forest says. "But I want you to see," he says and starts undoing his fly, "that I'm the bigger man!" with trembling hands, he pulls out his dick. Soft, it's over six inches long, and thick enough that hard it must be nearly a beer-can around. His balls aren't as big as Jayden's, but hang lower, and the unwashed musk of them overpowers the stink of the bathroom to reach Jayden's nose. "Yeah, I'm way bigger than you. Always parading around, and all you have is that little button. Spread your legs!"
The command makes Jayden flinch back, fear gripping him for the first time in all this. "Look man, okay, your dick is big, you're a hero or a stud or whatever you—"
"Spread your legs!" Forest commands again, then reaches down to take one of Jayden's knees in each hand and force them apart. He's not strong enough to do it if Jayden resisted him, but Jayden knows if he tries, he'll only get worse from Elijah as punishment. He sighs and lets his legs be pushed apart, balls nearly brushing the surface of the water.
"Okay, there, they're spread," he says, gut twisting. "Please though, dude, don't—"
"Shut up!" Forest says, and straightens. He takes his dick in his hand bizarrely, seems to be aiming it at the toilet bowl between Jayden's legs. "I'm going to pee between your legs while you watch. If you move too much, I'll be on you, so stay still."
"Dude..." Jayden starts, but the look in the other freshman's eyes tells him that there's no way out of this for him but compliance. "Fine."
"Yeah, fine," Forest says, and lets loose a stream of piss. But that first stream doesn't hit the bowl. Instead, it's a direct hit on Jayden's balls.
"Hey!" he cries, the warm liquid splashing on him a strange violation unlike any other. Especially fresh from his shower. He tries to move away from the stream, but Forest does it for him, re-aiming to hit directly into the water between Jayden's legs. But he can feel the splashes on his ass, his balls, his thighs, and as he looks up at the geek, he feels lower than he knew possible.
"Stay still or I'll piss all over you and you'll have to beg someone to shower with you," Forest says, feeling the flush of power and vengeance that washes over him like a wave as his piss continues to flow. "How does it feel, to feel powerless? To know I could make you do anything for how you treated me? How does it feel to know you're at my mercy and taking my piss?"
"Fuck you," Jayden says, then lets out a breath when his phone dings. He checks it, carefully not to shift too much. "It says I have to describe it to you," he says, looking up at Forest and wishing he could just pound that face. "It feels like I hate you. It feels like everything I am is being taken away, and like I'm barely even a person. It feels shitty. Happy?"
"Yeah," Forest says, his stream subsiding as Jayden speaks. He finishes, and shakes it, flecks of urine flying all over Jayden. "Because that's how you've made me feel every day this semester. So remember that, and remember that I didn't make you lick the urine from my urethra when I could have." And without another word, Forest turns and dashes out of the bathroom.
"What the fuck was that?" Jayden says to himself, wishing for everything he could just go take another shower. Instead, he goes to the sink, and gives himself a whorebath with paper towels, realizing that unless he puts on some deodorant, he's going to eventually end up keeping people away with just his B.O. But then again, maybe that's not such a bad thing.
Finally, as clean as he can be, he takes in a breath and resolves himself to having to step out into the busy hallway beyond. After all, he thinks, what could happen on the short walk to his dorm room that could possibly be worse than this?
"Smile for me, baby," comes the answer from the universe as Jayden opens the door. There, waiting for him, are three of the hottest girls on his floor, their phones aimed right at him.
Astrid Carmichael is, as usual, front and center, her phone case the exact color of her professionally manicured nails, her dark hair styled to frame her perfectly made-up face. She grins, staring him down with those wicked green yes. "I said, smile," she says, and steps closer, running a hand over Jayden's pecs, trailing her fingers down over his abs. "Be a good boy or I'll ask you to do something worse."
Jayden's pulse quickens, his throat suddenly dry and all the blood in him rushing right to his dick. He takes a breath in through his nose, and manages a smile, willing himself not to get hard. "Hi Astrid," he says, trying to focus on the wall, the ceiling, anything but the three sexy girls.
"And Amy and Crystal," she admonishes, gesturing to the two similarly glammed out girls on either side of her, Amy with her massive tits and cascading blonde curls, and Crystal with pink streaks in her brunette locks and a reputation for knowing how to use her tongue. She lets her fingers trail down to his brush of auburn pubes, and Jayden can't hold back his gasp as she almost casually starts to play with them. "We read our emails and we watched the video of that guy making you finger yourself, so we know you're all ours."
Crystal reaches out and pinches Jayden's nipple. "And I was extra excited to hear it, considering how I gave you head at the Kappa Delta Phi party two weeks ago, and then let you fuck me in your car the next day on a lunch break, and you've been avoiding me since." Astrid doesn't seem surprised at all, but Amy gapes at her. "What? Like you haven't been under Owen every weekend for a month."
Amy blushes. "I—I thought I saw him in our hall," she says to Jayden. "Was that him?"
"Yeah," Jayden says, wishing the hopeful look in the busty blonde's eyes would somehow combat the erection that desperately seeks to grow. "He had to go though. He, uh, did me a favor really quick was all."
"Yeah, I bet," Astrid says, and leans in close, one finger brushing Jayden's cock. "Does your breath smell like his dick, Jayden?"
Amy gasps, but Jayden shakes his head, trying to think of anything, anything in the world to not get hard. "No," he says, his jaw set hard. "Does yours?"
Crystal laughs, but Astrid's eyes turn mean. She pushes Jayden back against the door. "I was going to wait until I made you hard and you had to do it," Astrid says with venom on her glossy lips. "But forget it." She grabs Jayden's dick and gives it a squeeze, then flicks his balls with her fingernail. "Jerk it for us," she says, holding her phone out as she live-streams. "But if you cum before we tell you to, I'll make you do something you'll regret. Clear?"
