Adventures of Josh Part 2
Usual disclaimers apply. This is pure fiction. I welcome your comments.
After that falling asleep in Gus' arms, Josh had awoken a few hours later needing to pee. The room was still dark, and Josh carefully unfolded from Gus' arms and crept to the door in silence. He quickly rushed to the bath room down the hall, grateful that no one was there to see his painfully obvious eye took in his underwear. Or worse, the precum stain on the front. It was hard to piss with a hard dick, and he thought about jerking himself in the bathroom. Instead, quickly made his way back to the room. He thought about getting back in bed with Gus. But then thought better of it and want to his own bed. He could still taste Gus' cock in his mouth. There in the dark, the sleeping Gus nearby by, Josh silently stroked himself to climax before also returning to sleep.
The next morning they didn't speak of what had happened. Josh thought maybe that was best. He liked Gus a lot as a friend, and he only hoped he hadn't messed that up by what he had done. But while Gus didn't mention it, he also wast weird. They talked and hung out just like before.
A week went by. Ten days. Then once again, a horny Josh crept to Gus' bed in the dark. A hand. A mouth. Gus never said a word, it he didn't always stay quiet. This became their quiet routine. First just once a week or so. Then eventually every night. Josh, in the back of his head, kept count for some reason. By the end of the semester, Josh had sucked Gus' cock 97 times. 97 loads of Gus' semen eagerly swallowed. Over the Christmas break, Josh got an email from Gus explaining that he wouldn't be returning to school in the spring. Some family thing. Josh was disappointed to say the least. They promised to keep in touch, but they didn't really.
Josh's new roommate that spring was nice enough, and cute (if not hot like Gus). But Josh didn't get the same sexual vibe that he got from Gus. Josh knew he wouldn't be sneaking to his new roommate's bed like he did with Gus.
But now Gus had a problem. Before Gus, his sexual desires had been theoretical. But now that Josh had tasted honey, he wanted it all the time. He turned to the internet. Many a night he spent locked in a men's room stall, watching porn on his phone while furiously masturbating. These eventually led him down a rabbit hole of websites, message boards, and apps.
From a gay cruising website, Josh learned about a a dirty book store with video booths not five minutes from campus. Josh knew that such places existed, but it wasn't until reading comments on the website that he fully understood what happened there. Guys went there for anonymous sex with strangers. As he read the reviews, his dick hardened. He had to see for himself.
That Friday afternoon after his last class, Josh returned to his dorm for a quick shower before hopping in his car and letting his GPS direct him to Epic Video. The name was much more grand than the reality. A low line of shrubs hid a dingy parking lot and an equally dingy single story building painted a dull pink. The windows were all obscured with opaque paper save for one which held two neons signs. They flashed "video booths" and "XXX." Josh was excited but terrified. Before he got out of the car, he had to adjust his boner in his jeans so as to not be too noticeable as he walked into the store.
Josh had read up on the place before entering so he knew just what to do. Walk past the counter and the clerk and all the racks of dirty movies to the very back corner through a dark doorway with another neon sign. This one reading "Arcade." Josh found himself in a dark hallway with a plastic case along one wall fill with DVD covers. The other wall was a series of doors, almost all of them open.
The hallway was dark, but Josh could see a couple of figures milling around farther down the hall. One figure, who Josh couldn't tell much about until he passed him, was an older man, maybe 50, in a dark shirt and ball cap. As the man walked past, he stared intently at Josh. Josh was nervous and tried to avoid eye contact with the man. Josh wasn't particularly attracted to the man, but he was also very horny. And there was a part of him that thought he might suck any dick that was offered to him today, including this man's. But something about his gaze made Josh a little uncomfortable. The man looked at Josh the way a dog might look at a piece of beef laying on a counter.
Josh kept walking, looking into the open doors as he walked. Almost all were empty. In one, a large man with gray hair was on his knees in front of a black guy in a red shirt. Red shirt was seated and absent mindedly flipping the control on the wall while the gray haired man's head bobbed up and down in his lap. Josh wanted to stand their and watch, but was too nervous. Especially once the black man made eye contact with him.
In another booth a man with glasses was standing, casually flipping channels with one hand whilst stroking his cock with the other. When josh reached the end of the hallway, he noticed the door at the end led to a slightly larger room (more like a walk-in closet than a regular closet size). A sign on the door read "VIP" and Josh would have laughed if he hadn't been so nervous. The room was maybe twice the size of the other booths but still small. The walls were dingy. An old plastic lawn chair sat just inside.
Josh chose this room in part because it was less claustrophobic and also because he could position the chair so as to be able to look down the hall and see who approached. He fed a $5 bill into the slot on the wall and the tv screen came to life. The feed was shitty and picture quality poor, but that's not what anyone came here for anyway. Every few stations the video was stuck in the DVD menu. Most of it was straight porn, but once he flipped to a gay video, there would be a few grouped together. The video wasn't important and he quickly settled on a video of two young men who were in the top bunk of a bunk bed for some reason. Both were blond. One tall, one short. They had British accents. And one of them had an enormous cock. It was a good video, but Josh wasn't really watching it.
Josh positioned the chair to be able to look down the hall. He sat and watched as men walked up and down the hall. In and out of booths. They would all eventually walk down to the entry to his booth and look at him intently before turning and continuing in their way. There were more than a couple that Josh thought he'd definitely be willing to suck. He secretly hoped that the black man he had seen getting blown by the gray haired man would come find him. Josh had only been with Gus. And there were lots of things he wanted to try. A big black cock was definitely one of them.
But when six different guys came to his door, looked at him for a while, then left, Josh started to wonder what was wrong. Josh wasn't conceited at all, but he also knew enough to know that it shouldn't be hard for him to get attention in a place like this. Josh was young. And when you are young, you don't even have to be good looking to be good looking. But he was. Josh was handsome, with a boyish face and broad shoulders. His skin was naturally an olive tone. His smile was big and goofy and a little crooked. All in a way that was endearing. So why wasn't he getting more than just a look?
And then it occurred to him. He had read online what you should do in a place like this to show that you are open for business. The international sign for "I'm looking." Josh looked around nervously and took his cock out. Josh had been hard since the car and there was now a wet spot in his underwear from the precum that had been oozing out. Josh had an impressive cock. Over seven inches. With a smooth, defined head. As he gently stroked it, he stared down the hall, intent to make eye contact with anyone that stopped by. It had been months since he had last sucked Gus' cock and he was hungry to suck another. Though he probably wouldn't admit it, his hormones had taken over. And at this point, pretty much any cock would do.
A couple of guys milled around at his doorway, but neither of them entered. And then Josh saw a figure walking towards him in a green and white letterman jacket. The guy was blond and reminded Josh of Gus. As he slowly stopped at a couple of other booths as he walked closer, Gus was able to get a good look.
He was young. Possibly a college student, though Josh didn't recognize him from any of his classes. Not that it meant anything. It was a big school. No way Josh would know everyone. His letterman jacket made him look like a cliche. Like he had just played in the big homecoming game. His blonde hair was cut close to his head, adding to the 1950's all American football hero vibe. He was tall and built like a linebacker. Clearly a macho man. Josh wanted nothing more than to taste his cock.
Josh tried to act cool (as cool as you can be with your cock out in public) and continued to gently stroke his cock. When letterman jacket approached the doorway, Josh made eye contact and tried desperately to look both interested and not at the same time. Letterman jacket was returning the eye contact for only a moment before his gaze turned to Josh's hard cock in his hand. The silence went on a little too long and Josh was afraid that any second, letterman jacket would turn and walk away like the others had. Just when Josh thought he might die of suspense, letterman jacket spoke softly. "What's up?" He said lowly. He had a deep voice. It was the first time Josh had heard anyone speak in the arcade and it startled him a little. But he played it cool. He quickly recovered and responded, "not much, man."
Letterman jacket looked over his shoulder as he quietly said, "you want some company?" Josh felt his heart might beat out of his chest. "Sure, man." Josh said quietly. This was all the invitation he needed, and letterman jacket quickly entered the small room and closed the door behind him. The room was now much darker, with only the dim light from the monitor to illuminate them. Josh sat up a little. His plan was to immediately go for letterman jacket's cock. He worried that if he didn't taste a dick soon he might not make it. But before he had the chance to make a move, letterman jacket was already in his knees in front of him. Before Josh could do anything, he saw his own cock disappear into the warm wetness of the strangers mouth.
Josh was confused, but his brain was so flooded with endorphins and new sensation that he couldn't do much but grunt. Josh had never been blown before. All of his encounters with Gus had gone the same. Josh would suck Gus' cock, lick his balls, then swallow his cum. Aside from a gentle touch to the face, Gus had never attempted to reciprocate. And Josh had been more than fine with that. Josh had just assumed that was his role. Josh saw himself as a cocksucker. It had honestly never occurred to him that he would ever be the one getting sucked.
But now, this hot young blond was expertly bobbing up and down on his cock. And the feeling was intense. Part of Josh felt immediately like he was going to cum, but then with each stroke, as the tip of Josh's dick brushed against the back of letterman's throat, the intense feeling would subside just enough to make Josh realize he wants cumming yet. It was just that intense. Josh panted, unable to speak or protest. And had he thought about it, he wouldn't have wanted to protest. He was still kind of in shock. Once the initial shock wore off, Josh leaned back in the chair and let the feeling wash over him.
Letterman was an expert as giving head. Josh didn't have a frame of reference, but he would eventually come to understand just how talented this kid was. As he enthusiastically moved his head up and down Josh's thick shaft, he gently massaged Josh's large, tight nut sac. When he removed his mouth from the cock long enough to gently suck on Josh's nuts, Josh entered a new realm of existence. Josh had never imagined such pleasure was possible. As letterman went back to working the shaft, he slid both his hands up Josh's shirt, first rubbing them gently pinching his nipples. Josh wondered if it might be a dream.
Josh had never been one to cum quickly. And while he had initially mistaken the intense sensation for a potential premature ejaculation, he had now settled in. If letterman wanted to suck him to completion (which Josh thought likely), they were going to be here a while. It was just then that letterman pulled his mouth off of Josh and looked up at him. Letterman, who had been the all-American paradigm of masculinity when standing in the doorway, now looked like a scolded puppy seeking approval from it's master. "Do you kiss?" Letterman asked meekly. Josh had never kissed a guy before. But rather than think about it, he heard his voice say, "sure."
Josh didn't have time to think about it, as the syllable had barely left his mouth before letter craned upward and put his mouth on Josh's. Here was another new experience. The warm wetness that had so expertly pleasured his cock now proved his mouth. It was so intimate in a way that made Josh both uncomfortable and even more aroused. The best part by far was the taste. Josh immediately recognized the taste of cock on letterman's breath. It was similar to how Gus' cock had tasted. But this was the taste of his own cock. And that thought made Josh's dick twinge. Letterman gently stroked Josh's cock as he pushed his face into Josh's.
After a few more long moments of kissing and stroking, letterman broke away, craning his neck to put his mouth at Josh's ear. He whispered, "you wanna fuck me?" Before gently biting Josh's ear lobe.
Josh was conflicted. In this moment, he wanted to do anything, everything, with letterman. But he also had never done anything like that. Had never really even considered it. Again, Josh had always imagined himself as the receptive partner in any pairing, it even then, only his mouth. He frankly wasn't sure if he would be able to top someone. Josh felt the countless hours of porn he had consumed were not an adequate education in the art of putting your dick up someone's ass. He didn't want letterman to know he was do inexperienced, but then, before he could think about it too much, he had a moment of total honesty with the stranger looming over him, nibbling his ear.
"I've never really done that before."
Letterman didn't react or pause, but rather whispered in Josh's ear once more, "don't worry, I'll do all the work."
Josh was excited and nervous and confused as letterman stood, kissed Josh's mouth once more, then quickly pulled down his jeans and underwear. Letterman's ass was large and firm and clearly that of an athlete. His cock was smaller than Josh's. Probably only about five inches, but rock hard and sticking out perfectly perpendicular to his body. His thighs were thick and muscular. Josh wanted to lean forward and put letterman's cock in his mouth, but letterman was a man on a mission and moving fast.
Having pulled his own pants down, he gently pulled Josh's down too. With his undies and jeans now around his ankles, Josh felt even more exposed, but in the best way. From his pocket, letterman produced a condom. He quickly opened it and expertly slipped into Josh's cock. Josh had a thick cock, and the conform was tight on it. Seeing his own dick barely fitting into a condom turned Josh on even more. He wasn't sure why. Letterman didn't ask questions. He stood up straight and pulled up his shirt and jacket, revealing a defined set of abs. Josh barely got a look before letterman turned away from him and backed up toward his lap. In a practiced moved, letterman reached back, grasped Josh's fat erection, and aimed it had his own asshole. No fumbling. No confusion. Just the slightest pressure and then a wave of sensation flooded Josh's body as he felt himself penetrate letterman. Letterman only grunted slightly as he slid down completely, his weight coming to rest on Josh's lap. It was warm and wet and slippery and once again, Josh couldn't believe what was happening.
Josh just tried to catch his breath as letterman immediately began sliding himself up and down the entire length of Josh's plus sized cock. Letterman had clearly done this many times before and knew exactly what to do. True to his word, he did all the work, using Josh more as a human dildo than anything. After several minutes of letterman fucking himself in Josh's dick, Josh settled into the rhythm and began to slide his hands up letterman's shirt. His back was toned and muscular and slick with sweat. Still in his jacket, letterman was sweating like a pig. Josh gingerly reached around to letterman's small cut cock and began to gently stroke it.
Once Josh was stroking letterman's cock, it wasn't long before he heard letterman's breath quicken. The sound was one that Gus had made all the time and Josh knew exactly what it meant. Josh felt letterman's asshole get tighter on his cock ad he grunted and spat "I'm cumming." Before he managed to get the words out, letterman's cock erupted in Josh's hand, shooting seed on the dirty floor in front of them. Letterman continued to ride until his own climax was complete. Then he quick stood up. The sudden absence of a tight ass on his cock made Josh immediately wish it was still there, but before he could think more about it, letterman had spun around, tore the condom off, and once again plunged head first into Josh's crotch. This furious mix of sensations in such a short time had gotten Josh where he needed to be, and he didn't realize he was cumming until he heard himself grunt as the first shot splattered the back of letterman's throat. Josh groaned loudly as he shot s huge load down letterman's eager throat.
As Josh recovered from his orgasm, the blonde jock took his time making sure to suck away every last drop of Josh's seed and paid special attention in giving Josh's large, now empty, nuts a tongue bath. Josh couldn't do anything but stare into the stranger's eyes, as they intently stared back. Finally, after a long time of "clean up", letterman reluctantly pulled his head off of Josh's cock and said with a laugh, "I don't suppose I could get your number?" Josh laughed. His big toothy grin made him look more like a boy than a man. It was the most endearing of his many endearing qualities. They exchanged numbers as letterman quickly dressed. Letterman thanks Josh (which Josh though odd) and kissed him on the mouth once more before saying "later" and exiting the tiny booth, closing the door behind him. Josh suddenly felt the urgent need to leave. But he knew he would be back.