I previously described how I got to suck off Joey, a straight eighteen
year old freshman from my college. But he turned me down when I went back
to his room, to try to suck him off again. He made it very clear that he
was not gay or queer, as he put it, and that he would let me know when or
if he wanted another blow job. I was not to approach him again.
Joey continued to hang around with my roommate Marty, and the other frat
boys in my wing. I continued to spend time with them in the dorm, as no
one knew that I had sucked Joey's cock. At about that time, Joey began to
date Mary Anne, one of the sorority girls. She was really good looking and
they made a very attractive couple. I had seen them making out one time,
and in spite of my rational thoughts, I became very jealous. I wished it
was me kissing Joey, and I wondered if Mary Anne got to suck his big
beautiful cock. But I understood that Joey was straight, and that the best
that I could hope for, was a shot at giving him another blow job. And that
would be just fine with me.
The spring semester was winding down,
and Joey had not even hinted that he wanted me to give him head again.
However, it remained my favorite jerk off fantasy, although I was starting
to doubt if there would ever be another encounter. But one Saturday night
in May, during finals, I had stayed in the dorm while the frat guys were
all out partying. I watched television in the basement lounge, with the
other losers who did not have anything better to do on a Saturday night. I
got bored and went back up to my room to listen to some music and drift
off to sleep. My roommate Marty was out with the frat crowd. I knew that
Joey would be with Mary Anne.
I fell asleep, and was awakened at
about 12:30 AM, by a rapping on my door. I went to open it, and was very
surprised to see Joey standing in the hallway. I of course asked him in. I
had been sleeping in my jockey shorts, and I stood there as Joey moved
into the room and folded his arms across his chest. He was wearing jeans
and a white tee shirt. I was watching his biceps flex as he folded his
arms. He looked over at me with a kind of half smile, half sneer as he
grabbed his crotch. He looked over towards me and spoke.
"I need a
blow job. That fuckin' bitch Mary Ann wouldn't let me screw her, and shit,
she wouldn't even suck my dick. I told her to fuck off and I came to see
you faggot. You want to suck my cock?"
I stood there staring at his
crotch, as he continued to palm his dick through his jeans. My intense
staring was interrupted by his mocking laughter.
"You don't have to
say a word faggot. Look at that fuckin' boner sticking up in your
panties," he laughed out at me.
It was true. I looked down at
myself and I blushed as I realized that I had gotten very excited watching
Joey offer me his cock, to suck. I reached down to adjust my hard on in my
jockeys, but Joey was quicker and swatted my hand away.
"I told you
before bitch. I don't want to see you playing with your queer little boy
dick. Now get down on your knees, fag boy."
I dropped my hands to
my sides and squatted down on the floor in front of Joey, and he looked
down at me. He laughed at me again.
"You pathetic faggot. You are
so hungry for my cock that you will do whatever I tell you to. Right
bitch?"
"Yes, sir," I responded.
He laughed at me.
"Sir?” he mocked. "I like that shit when you call me sir, faggot."
He was getting off on his power trip over me, waiting on my knees to taste
his teen cock again. He knew that I was hooked on his cock, and would
humiliate myself for a taste of it. I stared at the bulge in Joey's faded
Levi's. I waited for permission to reach for that wonderful cock that I
wanted so badly.
"Take my dick out fag," Joey ordered.
I
reached up and opened the snap. I could see his growing cock pressing
against the faded fabric. I could smell the masculine scent of his crotch
and I hurried to unzip his fly. I pulled his jeans down to his hips, and
struggled to pull them over his knees. He pushed on my chest with one hand
and I fell back onto the floor. He ignored my plight as he sat down on the
bed to remove his sneakers and to pull his jeans completely off his body.
I was back on my knees as Joey approached me, wearing his tee shirt, socks
and white jockey shorts.
He stood back in front of me, and I
glanced up and down his fine body. I noticed the dirty sweat socks
covering his feet, his perfect athletic calves and legs lightly covered
with dark hair. My eyes traveled up his sexy masculine thighs till I
focused on the yellowish, once white jockey shorts that were the only
layer of clothing between his cock and my lips.
His cock was
getting harder and arched into a U shape under the cotton briefs. The
waistband of his shorts had separated from his smooth flat teen belly, by
the weight of his cock pushing forward. I could see the thick forest of
pubic hair showing above the top of his shorts and the line of hair going
from his pubes back up under his rising tee shirt. The smell of Joey's
crotch was intoxicating and as he shifted his feet to move closer to my
waiting head, one of his balls fell out of the loose worn jockeys, and I
wanted to lick it. But I waited for Joey's next command.
"Pull down
my fucking underwear," Joey ordered.
I reached up to pull them
down, when he again slapped my hand away, this time away from his crotch.
"With your teeth, faggot," he finished with a smile. He put his hands
on his hips and smirked down at me.
I leaned forward to grab the
loose waistband in front with my teeth. My nose was pushed against his now
rock hard cock and the smell was getting stronger. As I pulled the front
down a bit, my teeth caught in his pubic hair. He yelled out that I was
hurting him, and so I moved my mouth to his side. I gently lowered the
shorts a few inches, and then shifted my body to his other side to do the
same. Next, I went behind him and used my teeth to pull the cloth down
that was covering his ass cheeks. I saw his hairy ass crack for the first
time.
Joey moaned, as my face brushed his ass. Then he spoke, as I
was continuing to work his jockeys down with my teeth and mouth.
"You know something faggot. I once saw this really sick porno flick where
this skanky looking whore ate out a dude's asshole. Real sick shit. But it
made me wonder how a tongue would feel licking my crack. How about that
fag boy? Want to eat my asshole faggot?"
I really loved servicing
Joey's hot hard young body, but the thought of licking his hairy ass did
not appeal to me. I stopped my actions to explain to Joey.
"No," I
said. "I do want to suck your cock, very much. But I am not into licking a
guy's ass."
I remained crouched down on the floor near Joey's
underwear clad body, waiting for his response. But he did not say
anything. He did though remove his underwear the rest of the way and
stepped out of the jockeys to stand in front of me in only his white sweat
socks and tee shirt, with his big hard cock swaying in front of him. He
stepped right up to my face, and started to fist his hard dick right in
front of me. I kept trying to get the end of his cock in my mouth, but
Joey would not allow me to. He backed off and stopped stroking. He held it
in front of my face like a precious trophy. It was almost eight thick
inches of cock, leaking pre cum from the big piss slit. It was fat and
hard and I wanted to suck it real bad.
Joey looked down at me with
his now sexy patented sneer.
"You want to blow me faggot?” he
hissed as he slapped his big wet cock against my cheek.
"Yes,
Please sir. I want to suck your cock. Please Joey." I begged.
"Okay
faggot," Joey replied.
"Lick my ass and then you can suck my cock."
"But I don't want to lick your ass Joey, I am not into that. Please
just let me suck you off like last time."
Joey backed away from me
with an angry look on his face.
"This is your last chance faggot.
If you don't lick my ass crack, you will never taste this cock again. So
what's it going to be, douche bag?"
I did not want to do it. I
thought that licking someone's asshole was disgusting, but I had waited
too long for a chance to suck Joey off again. I decided to do what he had
asked.
"All right Joey," I said. "I don't really want to do this,
but I will, if that is what you want."
Joey broke out into a big
grin.
"All right! I am going to feel your tongue in my ass. Very
cool."
He spun around with his back to me, and bent over and
grabbed his ankles, so that his ass was only inches away from my waiting
face. It was tight and firm like the rest of Joey's fine body, but had a
lining of dark curly hair along the inside of his ass cheeks, and I could
see his hairy low hanging balls, dangling below. I continued to look at
his ass and Joey grew impatient, as he now commanded me.
"Kiss my
ass, faggot. Right now!”
I puckered my lips and pressed against his
left ass cheek and gave it a little kiss.
Joey turned around to
look at me and let me know that my little kiss was not what he wanted.
"Don't kiss my ass like you kiss your grandmother, you stupid bitch.
Stick your fucking tongue in my crack, you asshole."
Joey then
reached back to pull his ass cheeks apart. All I could see was thick curly
ass hair, but it was Joey and even his hairy ass was starting to look
appealing to me. I stuck my face in. I licked lightly at first, running my
tongue tentatively up and down his hairy ass crack, and then I extended my
tongue and was hungrily licking his ass. Joey loved it and his body
shivered as he let out a holler.
"Holy shit, you faggot. Eat my
funky ass. Lick it queer boy. EAT MY FUCKING ASSHOLE"."
My nose was
pressed up against his ass and it smelled funky like his balls, but was
surprisingly clean and had the scent of a combination of soap and sweat. I
guessed that Joey had showered for his date with Mary Anne and I was
really getting into this new sensation of sniffing and eating Joey's ass.
I then darted my tongue through the hair and actually stuck it into his
asshole. Joey loved my wet tongue up his ass.
"Oh you sick
motherfucker," Joey screamed. "Eat my funky asshole. Lick that hole.....Oh
this is incredible. You are making me so fucking hot."
He then
stood up, turned around and grabbed my head, and in one thrust rammed his
big cock down my throat.
"Suck it faggot. You're going to make me
cum. Suck it..."
He fucked my throat raw, as he had the first time,
and did not care how I felt. He had to bust his nut and my face was a
convenient fuck hole for him. I tried to relax my throat as he fucked my
face. His big hairy Italian nuts were slapping my chin while I choked on
his cock. I held the back of his thighs for leverage while he held my
head, while feeding me his cock.
It did not take more than a few
powerful thrusts before I felt his cock filling my throat with cum. Joey
started moaning...
"I'm cumming....I'm fucking cumming in your
mouth....oooh....shit....fuck....yeah...take my load....swallow it
bitch....shooting down your cock sucking throat!"
He shot the first
blast deep in the back of my throat. He then pulled his cock out so he
could thrust it back down my throat, but his dick slipped out of my mouth
and the next shot was a string of thick milky juice in my face and hair.
He re entered my mouth and fed me the remaining spurts of cream. I loved
the taste of Joey's cock and his cum. I loved being Joey's cocksucker. I
held his softening cock in my mouth until he let it slip out, as he moved
away from my mouth. I was on the verge of cumming in my underwear, but
knew that Joey would be pissed if I played with my cock in front of him.
So I just sat on the floor with my legs crossed as Joey began to dress
himself.
When he had his underwear, jeans and sneakers back on,
before he closed his pants he approached me, sitting on the floor.
"Time to kiss my dick goodnight, faggot"
He lowered his jeans and
underwear under his balls and I moved my face to his crotch and licked his
sweaty nuts and soft cock with kissing sounds. But he wasn't through. He
then turned around and pulled his shorts down off his ass, and presented
his bare butt to my face. I kissed his ass too. This time he allowed me to
lick only his ass cheeks. When satisfied that my humiliation was complete,
he buttoned up and smirked as he walked to the door with his teen swagger.
He turned back to me and had a final comment.
"Fuck Mary Anne. If
she doesn't want my big dick, I know where to go for good head, Thanks
cock sucker."
With that he left the room. I grabbed my cock as soon
as the door closed. I spread out on the floor, lowered my shorts and
started stroking my cock. With my other hand, I scooped up the remaining
cum from my face and licked my hand. As soon as I tasted his juice, I shot
a geyser in the air, over my head and all over my chest. I had to wipe the
floor before going to bed, as I didn't want Marty to find cum all over the
floor of our room.
The school year ended and we all went home for
the summer. Joey and I both lived in Brooklyn, but in different
neighborhoods and I did not expect to run into him during the summer. I
was hoping that he would allow me to suck him off again in the fall.
But one night in early July, I was surprised to get a phone call from
Joey. He told me that his parents were away, and he asked me if I wanted
to come over to his house to hang out. I instantly agreed, as I knew that
the only reason Joey would want to see me was to get sucked off, and that
was what I wanted too.
I drove to his house and rang the front door
bell. He answered the door wearing cut off jeans with sneakers and no
socks. His fine looking chest was bare. He had obviously been spending
time in the sun, as his smooth upper torso was tanned to a golden brown.
He greeted me with a handshake and a big smile. His teeth looked very
white against his tan skin. He looked hotter than ever and I was ready to
worship that boy's body. He told me to follow him. I could smell beer on
his breath.
Joey leads the way through the kitchen to a stair case
leading down to the basement. I followed, watching the cheeks of his tight
butt bouncing up and down in his jeans. As he started down the steps, I
heard music playing and then I thought that I heard other male voices
coming from downstairs.
I started to say, "Joey, what is...," but
he turned around and put his finger to his lips.
"Shh Shh, be
quiet. I promise you that you will have a great time."
We then
continued down the stairs into a room with a ping pong table, stereo and a
television. I saw two young guys sitting on a leather couch watching
television. I smelled pot in the air and saw a bunch of empty beer cans.
Apparently Joey and his friends had been partying for a while before I was
invited over to join them. My heart was pounding in anticipation of what
might be happening.
Joey then said, "Randy. This is Larry and
Chris."
Neither guy got up to say hello, so I just stood there
waiting to see where this was going. Joey looked over at his friends and
said with a smile.
"Randy is the ... guy that I told you about."
They both smiled. Had Joey actually told them that I had sucked him
off, and did he want me to give head to these teen boys as well? I looked
over at Larry and Chris. They were the same age as Joey, eighteen or
nineteen and they were both hot. Joey sat down in a separate reclining
chair and spread his legs. He did not offer me a seat. Joey watched me as
I nervously waited to see what to do. Joey then said,
"Randy. You
sit over here."
He was pointing to a spot on the floor near his
chair. I obeyed and sat next to him on the floor. I heard Larry whispering
something to Chris, and they both started laughing. Joey ignored their
cryptic conversation and reached into an ashtray and picked up a half
smoked joint. He re lit it, took a big hit from it and passed it to me
sitting on the floor. I inhaled and Joey passed it to his buddies on the
couch. We each took another couple of tokes and I was starting to feel
stoned from the strong pot. I noticed that a ball game was on the
television and the stereo was playing. No words were spoken as we smoked
another joint and I was looking around the room.
I began to focus
in on the two hot looking jock boys sitting on the sofa. The shorter of
the two was Larry. He was wearing black loose fitting nylon gym shorts
with loafers and no socks. His upper body was only covered with a cut off
rock band tee shirt that exposed the lower half of his stomach. He had a
tight hairless tummy and I could see one of his nipples when he stretched
back to reach for his beer. The shirt sleeves were cut off and he had
solid muscular arms. I could see his black arm pit hair that matched the
dark hair on his very toned tanned legs. But his stomach and I imagined
his chest were smooth hard flesh. I glanced at his face and saw an angular
handsome Irish looking kid, with a bit of dark facial hair on his chin and
over his lip. He had long straight hair hanging in his face and extending
down on his shoulders, and I liked his big brown eyes. He had a similar
body to Joey, but Larry was thinner, trimmer and even more athletic
looking. I later found out that he had been a varsity swimmer in high
school.
The other guy, Chris was very tall and trim with a narrow
waist. He had short dark hair and the beginnings of a light fuzzy
mustache. Chris wore tight faded blue jeans and white sneakers. His white
tee shirt was tucked into his jeans, outlining a trim hard stomach. He had
rolled up the sleeves of his tee shirt, and had a pack of Marlboro
cigarettes tucked into one of the sleeves. Despite his long thin build,
his biceps were well developed, while his skin was rather pale and not tan
like his friends. Overall I thought to myself that all three guys were
very hot. On a scale of one to ten, I would rate all three as nines and
tens.
I remained sitting on the floor near Joey's chair, looking at
the television and sneaking peaks at the other boy's bodies. After a
period of silence while we were getting stoned and just watching TV and
listening to music, Joey made a show of looking down at me and he grinned.
"So Randy. Are you happy to see me?” he asked rather loudly to get the
attention of his friends.
"Um yeah sure Joey. It's great to see
you," I replied with hesitation.
I looked up to Joey's reclining
shirtless tanned body in the chair above me. I realized that his tight
denim cut off shorts were very revealing. The legs had been cut close to
his crotch and were frayed with white strings hanging down against his tan
thighs. They were cut so short that the inside pocket of the jeans was
hanging lower than the bottom of the shorts. And I could see the outline
of his nuts and dick pressed into the thin worn cloth. In fact I now saw
that the fabric pressing against his cock was so frayed that only the worn
inner white cloth of his jeans was holding it in, and in a couple of spots
the threads had separated and I could swear that I saw the pink flesh of
his cock pressing through.
Joey saw me staring at his crotch and
began to chuckle to himself as he raised his arms to stretch, and placed
his hands behind his head. I looked up his tan stomach and chest and saw
his hairy armpits. He had a big grin on his face as he looked down at me,
drinking in his beautiful body, in front of his friends.
"Do you
like my shorts, Randy? He asked with a smirk. I wore them especially for
you."
Chris broke out in a big laugh at that remark, and Larry
leaned over to look at me like I was some kind of freak. Joey looked down
at me again and started speaking.
"I'll tell you why I asked you
over tonight, Randy. Me and the boys have this place to ourselves. We
partied on beer and smoke, but we decided that we needed to get laid. We
tried to call Amy, the neighborhood slut to give us blow jobs, but she's
not around, so I told the boy's about you."
I felt my face turn red
as I was being exposed as a cocksucker. And Joey assumed that I would want
to suck off his two friends, and the damn thing is that he was right. I
felt my cock getting hard, as I had often fantasized about giving blow
jobs to a whole team of athletes or buddies. I wanted to suck off a whole
team of straight teens. I had jerked off to a scenario of them lining up,
and one by one, feeding me their cocks and their cum. And now, apparently
this fantasy would come true with at least three young straight jocks. I
would be humiliated as a hungry cocksucking fag, but I wanted to do it
more than anything I had ever done before.
Tall Chris looked over
at me on the floor. He looked shocked as he asked.
"Are you really
a faggot? Do you want to suck our dicks?"
I nodded my head yes, as
Joey interjected.
"Not only is he a faggot, but a first rate cock
sucker too. Right faggot?"
I didn't know that Joey was going to get
into the "faggot" talk in front of his friends, but I think that he knew,
that the humiliation was a turn on to me, as my dick was always hard when
I sucked him off.
"Watch this guys," Joey said to his buddies.
"Kiss my dick through my shorts....faggot"
I got up on my knees
and pressed my face into his hot sweaty crotch. I heard the laughter and
then the sounds of Larry and Chris slapping high five's, as if one of
their teammates had hit a home run.
"Holy Shit," Chris said, "he
doesn't look like a queer, but he's sure sniffing at your nuts like a
hungry faggot."
Joey looks towards his snickering friends, while I
nuzzled the frayed fabric his shorts.
"You think that's something.
Watch this guys."
He grabbed my head that was buried in his crotch.
"You want my cock?” he asked while holding my head down.
"Yes,"
I mumbled while still licking the thin material covering his cock.
"Yes, what? Faggot," Joey asked me.
"Yes, sir," I replied.
The guys all broke up laughing. They couldn't believe that Joey had found
a faggot at college, who would degrade himself in front of two strangers
to get some cock down his throat. They were all stoned, buzzed on beer and
horny. This night was different, but seemed like they would have some fun,
fucking around with this college queer. Joey continued with my
humiliation.
"Now faggot, I have a treat for you. Lick my legs."
He guided my head to the inner part of his upper right thigh, right
near his sweaty balls, and I loved the smell and the heat coming off his
tight muscular thigh, right near his sweaty balls. I ran my tongue over
his flesh and I was loving it.
"Keep going, gay boy," Joey ordered.
"All the way down to my feet."
I licked his leg down and over his
knee and down his hairy leg to the top of his sneaker. I noticed how big
Joey's sneakers were. I hadn't noticed his foot size before. I was
sprawled out on the floor licking the top of his foot where it met his
sneaker, with an audience of two stoned, straight, laughing teens. But
they added to my excitement. Joey interrupted my erotic thoughts with
another command.
"Take my shoe off boy, and kiss my smelly foot."
Larry and Chris were laughing and making derogatory remarks about me,
but I was so stoned, and totally into following Joey's orders, that I did
not notice or even care about the other two boys. It just seemed very
natural and correct for me to do whatever Joey told me to do.
I
obediently removed the sneaker, and now Joey's foot was bare. I noted that
he had big toes to go with his big foot. I all ready knew that his cock
was large and thought that maybe the saying that big feet mean a big dick
is correct.
Joey interrupted my thoughts by smacking me in the side
of my head, near my ear with his right hand. It was more of a slap and did
not hurt that bad, but I was surprised and let out a cry.
"I told
you to kiss my foot, faggot. Do what I tell you and you won't get hit?"
I licked the top of his foot. There was an odor that I did not find
offensive, because I was so into Joey. There were veins running across his
foot and a surprising amount of hair on his big toe. I kept licking and
slurping on his flesh.
"Now kiss my toes. Lick them good faggot. I
forgot to wash my feet today, so you can do it for me, with your fuckin'
tongue, you homo."
I did as he wished. His friends were laughing
the whole time as I really got into slobbering over his sexy foot.
"Now suck my toes. Take my big toe in your mouth and suck it faggot, just
like you suck my big cock."
I crawled on the floor and worked my
tongue all around his big toe and ran my tongue over his toe nail the way
I like to tongue the ridge of his dick head. I moved on to between his
toes and licked out the lint from his sneaker and a small amount of toe
crud that had accumulated during the day. But in truth his foot was fairly
clean and I enjoyed tasting his flesh.
Next, he made me remove his
other sneaker and repeat the process of foot worship on his left foot and
leg. I licked all the way up his leg until my face was pressed into his
crotch, with my tongue in the space between the edge of his shorts and the
top of his thigh, where his balls were pressing against the frayed
material. I was about to taste his hanging nuts when Joey stopped me.
"Wait a sec faggot. Before you can suck my dick, you have to do one
more favor for me," he smirked.
Larry and Chris were watching
intently, with big grins on their faces. They were getting off on watching
Joey give me orders and my obedient responses. As we all watched, Joey
opened the top button of his shorts, and jumped back up into the reclining
chair with his back to me. He then unzipped the shorts and shimmed them
down about three quarters of the way down his ass. Chris started laughing
and said with amazement.
"Don't tell me that he kisses your ass,
too? That is just too sick."
Joey responded by pulling his ass
cheeks apart and saying.
"Not only is fag boy going to kiss my ass.
He is going to lick out the crack of my ass. Isn't that right, fuck face?
I knew that he was talking to me, and responded by putting my face in
his ass and putting my tongue in his hairy crack. I worked my tongue up
and down his manly teen ass.
Joey was having fun showing off for
the two other teen jocks watching.
"Lick my hole now, fag. I forgot
to wipe my ass today, so you can be my toilet paper. Taste good? shit
licker"
His ass was actually clean with just sweat and his usual
musky smell. I kept licking while all three guys called me every name they
could think of. Joey then moved away from my face and pulled up his
shorts. When he had refastened his pants, he turned back around. I could
see that his big cock was starting to get hard. In my stoned, highly
aroused state, I reached out to touch the inviting bulge in his shorts.
Joey slapped my hand away.
"I am not going to be selfish with you
cock sucker. Suck my friends first."
Joey looked at Larry and
Chris.
"Who wants to go first?” he asked.
Larry was
reluctant and said that he wasn't sure about letting a fag suck his dick.
Tall lean Chris was not and said to the guys,
"What the fuck? A
mouth is a mouth and I can see that this fag wants to suck some dick. I'll
just think about a bitch with big titties, while he gives me head."
Chris got up and looked at me.
"Ready bitch?"
"Yes,
sir," I answered.
Chris laughed.
"Okay faggot. You can suck
my cock, but let's go somewhere more private. I don't want these clowns
watching me while you are chowing down on my dick."
Joey suggested
the laundry room. Chris lead the way to a room attached to the den that we
were sitting in. I followed and closed the door behind us.
"This is
the first time I ever let a fag blow me, so I don't really know now how to
get started. It feels a little weird."
I saw a small stool and sat
down on it and motioned for Chris to walk over to me. As he approached me,
I saw the outline of a big cock pressing on his jeans. And I could detect
the very strong odor of an unwashed man's groin. He looked like he had
been wearing the same jeans for a few days now, but I liked the very
masculine, funky odor.
As Chris approached me, I popped open the
snap on his jeans, and quickly pulled his zipper down. I then pulled his
jeans and jockey shorts down together and a big semi hard cock fell in
front of my face. It was thick with a big head, and the smell became twice
as strong as I moved my lips to his cock. I sucked the length of his shaft
in my mouth. As I worked the flesh with my tongue, his cock began to
harden. It was soon filling my mouth and pushing down my throat. It was
too big and I started to choke and gag. Chris removed his now thick hard
cock from my mouth, and I saw the biggest dick that I had ever sucked. It
looked like it was about nine inches of thick veiny teen cock.
"What's the matter cocksucker"? Chris asked, in a deep ballsy voice. "Too
big for ya to handle?"
He then smacked his hard cock across my face
and passed my lips. I had stopped coughing and now extended my tongue to
taste the fat cockhead. I loved his big cock. I proceeded to swallow about
half of it, while stroking the other half with my fist. He began to get
into a rhythm of fucking my mouth and hand. With my other hand, I reached
to feel his bare boy butt. It was smooth and tight. Chris felt me touching
his ass, and asked.
"Want to lick my asshole? faggot"
I said
yes and he turned around and presented me with a smooth ass. He spread his
cheeks, as Joey had done a few minutes before. I put my face up to his
crack and extended my tongue. I licked further into his crack towards his
asshole. He was not clean like Joey and I had to control my gag reflex as
I licked his dirty asshole, but I felt it was my duty as a cocksucker to
service his ass as well. The bad taste soon went away, and I was licking
and slurping his ass, and loving it. Soon, Chris started to moan and
pulled his ass away from my face. He turned around and pushed his now
throbbing nine inch cock back into my mouth. He thrust a few times and
then with a grunt, started to shoot his load into my mouth. I felt three
or four spurts and tasted his pungent cum in my mouth. His cum was bitter
but I swallowed all of his juice. He filled my mouth and I dutifully
swallowed every drop. He did not allow me to keep his cock in my mouth as
he withdrew it and wiped it on my face. He pulled up his underwear and
pants and tucked his cock back in. He then turned around and walked out
the door without a thank you or anything.
I remained on the stool
as I heard discussion coming from the other room. After a few minutes,
Larry walked in the door of the laundry room and closed it behind him. I
looked over at his lean sexy body. The high school swimmer was tan and
tasty looking. I was waiting for him to order me to suck his cock as the
others had, but he was not being assertive. I felt that I had to make the
first move.
"You can come over here, now," I said.
"I don't
know guy," Larry answered.
"The guys told me that you give great
head but I don't know if I can get hard for a guy sucking it."
"Let's give it a try," I said.
He walked toward me and stood right
in front of me, as I rubbed his soft cock through his shorts. He jumped
back as I groped him but then he smiled and came closer again. I played
with it and then pulled his shorts down to his ankles. I saw a very pretty
fat four inch soft cock. It was buried in a nest of thick black pubic
hair. I liked the look of his hairy lower body in contrast with his smooth
upper torso. I took his soft cock into my mouth and began to suck it. I
kept at it for a few minutes but he was not responding. I then went down
and licked his hairy balls. He seemed to like it and began to relax. As I
licked his balls, I saw his cock begin to rise in spastic little spurts,
until it was standing straight up. I looked at his now hard six inch cock
and started sucking in earnest. He was not as big as Chris or Joey and I
was able to swallow his entire dick.
I was now getting into sucking
Larry's very hard cock. I was able to suck it all the way to the root. I
felt my nose pressing in his black pubic bush. I deep throated him and
then used my fist and mouth combination, as I had used on Joey, but as
much as I tried, Larry did not seem like he was going to cum. He finally
withdrew his cock from my mouth, and told me what to do.
"Lick my
nuts some."
I licked the solid hairy nuts while Larry jerked off.
His balls were kind of small and not low hangers like Chris had. They were
very close to his body and I decided to explore the area below his balls,
on the way to his ass. Larry liked my tongue work as he started moaning
while pounding his right fist on his hard cock. I moved my tongue further
down, trying to lick his tight hairy butt, but as I stuck my tongue in his
crack and licked his sweaty ass, he began to shudder.
"I'm gonna
cum. Oh shit! Here it cums"
He kept jerking it as I tried to get it
back in my mouth, but he would not allow me to suck his pulsating cock. I
wanted to swallow his load but instead, he jerked off in my face. I felt a
warm splat of thick cum hit my cheek, followed by a shot that went in my
eye and then I felt a wet spot on my forehead and I thought that some was
in my hair. He had shot his entire load in my face, and I was covered in
his cum. I stuck my tongue out and tried to taste it. Larry shook his head
in disgust as he pulled his shorts back up.
"Sick mother fucker,"
he said as he left the room.
I was sitting on the stool covered in
his cum thinking about Joey, who I figured was next. As I sat there
thinking about my situation, I began to play with my hard cock through my
jeans, and I didn't realize it, but I was sticking my tongue out onto my
face to try and get a taste of Larry's thick sperm. I was interrupted by
the sound of laughter. I looked up and Joey, Larry and Chris were all
standing in the door way, watching me rub my dick and try to eat Larry's
drying cum off my face. They came in the room lead by Joey.
"Hey
faggot. Larry told us what he did to you. We had to see what you look like
with a pearl necklace," Joey said while laughing.
Joey looked at
Larry, and congratulated him.
"Man. You blasted this mother fucker.
Cool. He loves this kind of shit." Joey came over to me and asked,
"You want some more cum, you freak?"
"Yes, sir," I replied.
They all laughed at me.
Joey opened his shorts and lowered the
zipper and stepped out of his cutoffs. He was now standing in front of me
in only his sneakers. I again marveled at his beauty. His body was so tan,
except for the narrow strip around the middle of his torso where his
Speedo's covered his best parts. He did not let me gaze too long, before
he stepped up to me and put his rubbery cock on my lips. He smeared his
cock in Larry's cum on my face and then put his cum covered cock in my
mouth. I sucked it up.
Joey did not seem up tight about being naked
and having his cock sucked in front of his buddies. I always liked Joey's
attitude, very carefree and ready to do the wildest things, whenever he
felt like it. His dick got hard right away in my mouth and then Joey
grabbed the back of my head and started to really fuck my face. His
friends were joking about Joey's white hairy ass that they saw from behind
as Joey made a show of ramming my throat with his dick.
I sucked
Joey and he turned around and bent over and made me eat his asshole. My
face was covered in dry cum and Joey's ass sweat, when he turned back
around and fed me his cock. He shot off in my mouth and then pulled out
and shot a couple more blasts on my face. Joey then put his cock back in
my mouth and told me to clean it off. When he was done, he took his cock
out and found his shorts and buttoned up and told me to leave.
"We
are through with you faggot. Leave now."
"Can I have a towel?” I
asked him.
He looked at me as if in thought, and said
"No.
That would be too convenient. Just go"
I stood up with my erect
cock still cramped in my jeans. I had some dry and some wet cum in my hair
and on my face. They lead the way up the stairs and made sure that I
walked out the door. It was dark out, but I was very self conscious, as I
quickly walked down the street to my car. But in spite of the abuse, I
couldn't wait for Joey's next call, either during the summer or back at
college in the fall. I was definitely hooked on being Joey's personal cock
sucker.