I noticed in gym class during junior high that I wasn't the biggest boy in the class. Since I excelled in everything else, it was a disappointment but not something I worried much about. Then came high school. I remember every detail of one particular day after swim practice. Two of the seniors were joking around, bragging about getting laid. They started picking on me for being just average and told me they were sure I could bulge my Speedos like they did. I laughed it off, but it planted a seed. As a 19 year old college kid, I got the idea in my head to join the most popular frat on campus. I rushed, and was befriended by a guy I couldn't help but watch. My interest in guys was developing, but I hadn't accepted it. We got talking, and he reminded me that entrance was very competitive. I asked my chances, and he suggested he could help me out. All I had to do was do him a favor, in his room, right now. I knew what he meant. I'm sure it happens often. Upstairs he had me kneel and unzip his shorts. He was 8.5 and thick, big head, just like the dudes in high school that I envied. He made me say some stuff about how great his meat was before he pressed it against my lips, then forced it in. Part of me was hooked instantly. The rest of me was resisting. In any case I admired his cockyness. After a few minutes, he told me to close my eyes and just think about getting him off. This was the first time I realized a dude might actually cum in my mouth and my stomach flipped. I did what he said, oblivious at the time to some extra noise in the room. When he started snickering, I opened my eyes to see one of his brothers there with a camera, clicking away. He held me down so I could watch as he got another full face shot of me with some very big meat in my mouth I was naiive, not out, and scared shitless. He offered me a choice. The pictures would be shown to the other seniors at the house - there was nothing I could do about that. Whether they fell into the hands of my friends who were also rushing was negotiable. My shorts hit the floor, and as my ring stretched around his head my jaw clamped onto his blanket. The pain was huge, but the humiliation was far worse. Ultimately he told me this was a game between some of the brothers, to see how far a dude would go to get in to their frat. Only then did it really hit me; I was going to be exposed as a cocksucker in front of his buds. I lifted myself up and he went balls deep. It was then he told me that no dude who got fucked would be getting in. While I was processing that thought, I heard him grunt, and it was done. I left their house with my dream broken, my pride beat up, my ass hurting, and the photos in their control. Every time I thought about it for about I week after, I had to slip off to the bathroom and deal with it. What had happened reached back to the first time I noticed a guy who was a lot bigger than I was, and it all made sense. I kept my mouth shut about what happened for a long time, but within a month I was on my knees for another big man. So guys, here I am!