The First Week

Emmet had a hard time keeping his attention on the dean's speech. It's not like I never got laid, he told himself. It's just that it seems different here. The women a lot more enthusiastic… they want me to use them, just because of my status. Emmet had been getting a lot of attention from the girls as well as the more feminized boys and he wasn’t exactly used to it.

The first time a girl pointedly looked his way while 'accidentally' dropping a pencil and bent over to pick it up, he nearly had a heart attack. When the same thing happened ten minutes later, with the only difference being that that girl wasn’t wearing any panties, he’d choked on his sandwich. When telling Derek later, his roommate seemed to find the whole thing hilarious.

“Why didn’t you go for it, man?” he’d exclaimed, after doubling over from laughter.

“I guess I’m just more used to women being more… passive about free use?”

"Oh man," Derek laughed again. "That’s the beauty about the OZ, dude. It’s not just that you can fuck them whenever you feel like it; it’s that they want you to fuck them whenever you feel like it. And they’ll do their best to make sure you feel like it." He grinned. “I want you to promise me something, Emmet. Next time a girl flashes her ass at you, you give that ass a nice hard smack.”

Emmet had blushed and just nodded, earning him a slap on the back. “That’s my roomie. Now let’s do some sit-ups!”

Derek hadn’t been kidding when he told Emmet he’d get him in shape. Derek did weight training alone—“You need to build up your stamina first, man!”—but he helped Emmet with stretches, squats and sit-ups. They also ran together every morning. Emmet felt that while he wasn’t exactly turning into the Greek god that Derek was just yet, but he was already starting to feel different withing those first few days; he had more energy, and more stamina, not to mention his libido was climbing.

Derek had had a number of encounters, but Emmet had been holding back. The last time he’d gotten off was with Derek and the twins. Without Derek there to push him, he’d simply watched as scantily clad girls and...gurls?... puttered around campus, smiling seductively at him. But he was reaching his boiling point. His heightened libido, his workout regimen and the amazing ass of the girl sitting in front of him had overwhelmed his shyness.

“And to conclude, I hope that by the end of the year, our halls of learning will have instilled in you the knowledge and wisdom you have come here to seek,” the dean finished.

As they all stood to clap, Emmet put a hand on the shoulder of the girl in front of him. A pear shaped brunette with the jiggliest ass Emmet had ever seen outside of porn. “I…uh... I want your ass…,” he’d said, scraping up some courage.

She looked over her shoulder, eyeing him up and down, smiling happily when she saw his Delta bracelet. “Sure!” she chirped. When he didn’t respond at first she giggled and grabbed his arm, leading him away from the crowd and into one of the empty rooms nearby. Emmet looked back once, seeing Derek grinning at him and giving him the thumbs up.

The girl tilted her head, looking at him. “Not really used to the whole semi-Alpha thing, huh?”

Emmet laughed awkwardly. “Sorry…”

"Oh, no. Don’t worry about it! I’m Becky. I’m a Local from Queen’s River. It’s kinda cute, actually." She smiled happily at him before looking down. "Nothing shy about him huh?" She grinned. “Let’s have a look.” Becky got to her knees and started undoing his belt, pulling down his pants. “Ooh, natural look huh? Guess you haven’t been here long enough to get all those enhancements. Can I tell you a secret?”

“S..sure…”

"I love cocks like this. My two favourite things are blowjobs and anal. Those monster dongs so many of the Alphas decide to get," she giggled at the word dong, “they don’t fit in my mouth. I’m just sucking on the head. And when one of those has been in my ass… Don’t get me wrong, I’ve got nothing against massive dicks. But going all aheago every single time you get plowed… especially when you’re trying to concentrate on schoolwork… it’s not productive. You know?”

Emmet didn’t really respond. Becky had been undressed while she spoke and he was staring at her tits.

“And a cock like this… that’ll go aaaaall the way down my throa.t” Becky winked before spitting on his cock, working her hand up and down, eliciting a moan from Emmet. “Mhmm… you ain’t seen nothing yet.” She opened her mouth and swallowed Emmet whole, working her way down until her nose was pressed up against his pubic hair, his balls resting on her chin. She grabbed his hand and put it on her head, moaning around his cock when he grabbed her hair.

Emmet stood there, the sensation of being engulfed in her throat already threatening to overwhelm him. And then she started to hum. His abstinence from the past few days combined with the expert throat-job finished him off. He grabbed hold of Becky’s head and pumped rope after rope into her wet mouth, thrusting his cock at her. After finishing he staggered backwards, resting against the wall.

“Damn,” Becky said after swallowing almost everything, a small thin line of cum running out of the edge of her mouth. “You really needed that huh?”

Emmet just nodded, too out of breath to speak.

Becky giggled. “You still owe me an ass fuck and I intend to collect. What’s your room number?”

“4… 405… Monarch.”

“Oooh. Monarch dorms huh We’re neighbours. Well, sort of. I’m in Green, 307. Come pick me up tonight?”

“S...sur.e”

“Great!” She wiped her mouth with her finger and then very theatrically licked it clean. “It’s a date!” She darted over to Emmet, pants still at his ankles and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before leaving.

Moments later, Derek walked in, laughing as he saw Emmet standing there, dazed, dick hanging out. “Nice one, dude!”

Emmet grinned, snapping out of it and hurriedly putting his pants back on. “We’ve got a date tonight. Me, her…. and her ass.”

Derek laughed even harder. “See, that’s the way to do it. Now you’re thinking like an Alpha! You should bring flowers, man. Chicks love flowers. Just because you can bend her over and make her squeal while plowing her ass on a whim, doesn’t mean you shouldn’t be appreciative.”

“R...right”

“My man!”