Ask to go with him

“Say, Mario... I’m really rather spent, and I’ve got a splitting headache,” you say, truthfully. “Any chance I can cut out of here early and hitch a ride back to campus with you?”

If you could manage to get hold of Mario’s keys to the laboratories, you could take advantage of the weekend and get inside to do some investigation. You had considered trying to mindjack Mario and take over his body, but you realize that his girlfriend is going to be looking for him as soon as he arrives on campus. You just don’t want to deal with another awkward conversation with a person you don’t know. Besides, you wouldn’t be able to do much investigation from the wedding that Mario and his girlfriend will be attending.

Mario stops and looks at you with surprise. “Seriously? The guys are going to be really disappointed if they wake up and they don’t get their morning gangbang.”

“Yeah... I’m sorry about that, but I don’t think I’m up to it.” You look at Mario, thoughtfully, and attempt to sweeten the offer. With the sexiest and most suggestive voice you can muster, you say, “I would be very, very grateful and would be happy to pay you for the ride.” You flash him a look of mock panic as you pat at your naked hips and butt. “Oh dear! I don’t seem to have my wallet, though.... I guess I’ll have to pay in some other way!”

Mario laughs and says, “OK... Hurry up and get dressed. I’m sure we can figure out some sort of reimbursement.”

A couple of minutes of digging around, and and you are able to locate some jeans that fit and a t-shirt that says, “Pussy Boi.” You decide that probably applies to you better than any of the studs who topped you, so you pull it on and follow Mario to his car.

As he drives, you feel your headache begin to subside somewhat. “Does your girlfriend care about your dual interest in guys,” you ask.

He laughs. “She doesn’t have a clue. She thinks I went on a camping trip with the rest of the team to celebrate our victory. I don’t think she would be very keen on knowing that she doesn’t have a monopoly on this.” He grabs his crotch for emphasis.

“Well, it is too nice of a cock for one person to have all to themselves,” you admit, truthfully. Mario grins at you and says, “All this time that you have been our towel boy, and I had no idea you were such a sexy little slut! Why haven’t I tapped your ass long before now?”

You try to put yourself in Nate’s shoes, and venture an answer. “You’ve probably been too distracted by the sight of all the hot guys getting undressed and showering around you. I know that always occupies my full attention!”

Mario’s foot presses down on the accelerator. “Well, let’s hurry up and get back to my room. I’ll give you something that will occupy your full attention. Actually, it will fully occupy your tight little ass!’

Despite being physically spent from the demanding gangbang of a few hours ago, the thought of having one-on-one time servicing the hot Latino brings instant firmness to your prick. You are about to reach over and begin toying with Mario’s crotch, when you abruptly remember the primary purpose of coming with him.

“So... I imagine the laboratories where you clean are pretty much unused during the weekend?”

Mario looks at you in surprise. “Huh? The laboratories?”

“I was just curious,” you say. “I’ve always found that sort of thing so fascinating. Maybe you could show me sometime.”

Mario frowns. “All I do is mop the floors and scrub the toilets. The fascinating stuff I have to show you basically involves you either looking at my ceiling or having your face crammed into my mattress while I rip your butthole open.”

You grin at him sheepishly. He’s definitely a man of a one-track mind. You try another approach.

“I think there’s a grad student there — Jeff is his name, I think... He’s pretty hot. Have you ever seen him?”

Mario shrugs. “I think I know who you’re talking about. If it’s the same guy, you can forget working your sexy charms on him. He’s totally straight, from what I have seen. He’s got a girlfriend I wouldn’t mind rolling around with, though.”

Mario pulls his car into the parking lot of his dormitory and leads you inside. “I just hope my roommate isn’t home,” he says. “Otherwise, I’m going to have to find some other place to fuck you. ‘Cause that’s what you want, isn’t it? You want me to fuck you like the little bitch that you are?”

Even if he hadn’t started talking incredibly dirty, the husky tone of Mario’s voice tells you that he is clearly anticipating getting you to somewhere private. You clench your sphincter, preparing for the **** that you know is about to come.

Mario leads you to his room, and as he fishes out his keys, you take note of the fact that he keeps all his keys on one ring. If you are going to get the key to the laboratories, it is going to take some creativity.

The two of you walk in. Finding the room to be unoccupied, Mario tosses his keys in a bowl by the door, spins and pushes you back, pinning your body to the door with his.

“I’m going to fuck the ever-loving shit out of you, Nate,” he growls. “You’re going to wish you were back at the house, only having to deal with a couple dozen dicks, once you feel just how savagely I rip your hole apart!”

His hands are tearing at your jeans, wasting no time in getting them open. You feel your cock come alive at this passionate contact, and your hands begin to move all over Mario’s muscled chest and arms, when you look down at the keys beside you and try to figure out how you can achieve your goal.