"Why, certainly, young man. it's always nice to have students staying with us," the kind old lady had told me. I only needed the room for a couple of weeks, until I got myself situated and comfortable at the university. Then I could find permanent quarters. In the meantime, this would do fine. She was such a sweet, grandmotherly type. And the weekly rent was perfect for my meager finances. I'd have to find a part-time job soon. Father was taking care of the tuition, but housing, meals and extras were strictly my own responsibility.
"You can have the second room on the left on the first landing. You'll be sharing an adjoining bathroom with two other fine college boys who share the room next to yours."
That sounded okay to me. Perhaps, if the fellows were decent enough, we could strike up a friendship. Maybe indulge in a game of Monopoly or Chess on occasion.
<<College boys! What a racket. Oh, we're almost young enough to be in college, but actually, I inherited this rat- trap from my Uncle Buzz. The 'little old lady' is a former madam named Stella. She's too old to fuck any more (I guess), and she IS rather grandmotherly. Anyway, she runs the joint for me. My lover, Roger, and I live in that 'adjoining' room. We've got the other room all staked out, and Stella directs any hot guys to that room. I've set up a lot of video equipment. There're two cameras hidden in the other room. One directed at the bed, the other directed at the common wall between our rooms. On that common wall is a crummy picture covering a good- sized peephole that looks into our room. Here's how it goes: Roger slams the door at the same time I pull a wire causing the picture in the other room to fall to the floor, exposing the peephole. From monitors in the corner, out of sight of the peephole of course, we can watch the activities in the next room. That way, we're able to see how our action is being received!>>
I wasn't really tired, exactly. I was naturally excited at being on my own and in strange surroundings. I stripped down to my shorts and rested back on the covers. I picked up a text- book, hoping to get a jump of my Sociology class. Suddenly, I heard a door slam in the next room and a picture fell off the wall from the vibration. I hopped off the bed and went to replace the picture when I noticed a hole in the wall. Probably why such a crummy picture had been put there in the first place. Then I noticed light coming from the hole. My goodness, it went right into the next room. And I could hear voices coming from there quite clearly. I bent down and peeked in.
<<"Damn, Marty. that was sure a weird film we saw, wasn't it? I didn't know it was gonna be one of those 'bi-sexual' films, did you?"
"No, man, I sure didn't." We started to strip for bed. I glanced at the monitors, making sure our 'guest' was taking it all in.
"Gee, I'm sorry, Roger. I know you were hot for a good porno flick. I'll check better next time. Hope it didn't disturb you too much."
"Hey, you didn't know. Besides, it was kinda hot. Never seen two guys go at it before! It was sorta...interesting, wasn't it? I mean we've always heard about cocksuckers and how queers get it on. First time I've ever been able to actually SEE how they do it!"
"And, jeez," I cried, "did you see the way that guy took cock up the ass?! Man, he was laying there with his legs back, getting royally screwed just like a chick."
''Yeah!'' Roger replied. ''Like he lived for it!" He carelessly stroked his pouch, now that we both stood only in our jockeys.
"And when he got the guy on his back and squatted right down on that long prick and let it ride up into his ass! I couldn't believe it. I didn't know a guy's asshole could handle that! He just rode up and down on it. And you know the funny thing, Marty?" Roger started to absentmindedly feel himself up...or so it was meant to seem. A quick look at the monitors told me our friend was still paying attention.>>
I listened to their converstion and became intrigued. Obviously, they'd seen a porno film and got more than they had bargained for! I thought it was amusing...them standing there talking about the film, both of them in their shorts, kinda playing with themselves. I'd never seen such a film, so I wanted to hear more about it--just out of curiosity, of course.
<<"The funny thing," Roger continued, "was that no matter what they did, cocksucking or taking it up the ass, it wasn't ...well, I don't know...queer or something. I mean it WAS queer. But somehow it was still...kinda..."
"I think I know what you mean, Roger," I emphasized. "It was so, well, ULTRA MASCULINE in a way! Even when the guy was plunging his ass down on that big prick he was still...well, A STUD!"
"YEAH!" Roger gushed, excitedly. "Almost more, uh, studly than when they were fucking cunts! And they sure banged those pussies, hunh?"
"Fuckin studs, buddy, NO DOUBT ABOUT IT!" I agreed. "Almost made queerin' a guy look like the butchest thing ya could do!">>
I'm watching these guys, listening to their words, and couldn't tear myself away from that peephole. Something in the sound of their voices held me there. I'm not sure what it was ...maybe just the way they stood there playing with themselves, trying not to be too obvious.
<<"Damn, Marty, let's change the subject, okay? I'm still picturin' that movie and it's giving me a boner!"
"I know what you mean, Rog." I stepped closer to the peephole and stroked my lengthening prick. "Hey, Rog...ya wanna queer me?!"
"HUNH! Wha...whadda ya mean, Marty?"
"Come off it, Roger. You keep talkin' about that movie and lookin' at my dick. You wanna blow me, doncha?" I put an urgent, challenging tone to my voice. Looking in the monitors, I noticed our victim had his hand in his crotch.
"Listen, fuckhead," warned Roger, "I think it's the other way around since it was YOU that took ME to that movie. And besides, you're standing there playing with your dick just as much as I am. I'm think maybe it's YOU wants to queer ME!" Roger yanked down his shorts, his rigid boner bouncing and waving around. He grabbed ahold of it. "Here, Marty, you wanna wrap your lips around this big baby?">>
Things were heating up. I suddenly realized, squatting there, that I'd been fingering my dick while listening to them.
<<"Heh, heh. You're right in a way, buddy. I took you to that movie on purpose. I always figured you for a cocksucker. It's not the first time I caught you staring at my dick!"
"Oh, I get it," Roger chuckled. "You're not put out. You think I wanna lick dick, but instead of gettin' upset, you take me to a horny movie so you can get me in bed!"
"Well, take a look in the mirror, asshole! You see those lips of yours? See how pink and rosy they are? Now what horny guy wouldn't want to see those ruby lips wrapped around his hot joint? Here," I pulled mine out, "nice and juicy for ya!" I waved it around, giving our guest a good look.>>
These guys were nuts. They kept challenging each other over something silly. I mean, I could tell just by looking at them that they weren't pansies. But for some reason, I was hoping that something would happen. Maybe it would. They were both rapidly dropping their shorts.
<<Roger came toward me so we were both close to the peephole, almost dick-to-dick. "You smug sonofabitch!" he snarled at me. "You're just fishin', aren't ya? You know I'm not queer. You just wanted to get me horny and thinkin' about suckin' cock so I'd try it, didn't you?" He came face-to-face with me.
I looked sternly at him. "WELL, YOU DO WANNA TRY IT, DONCHA?"
"YEAH!" he yelled in my face. "YOU DO TOO...DONCHA?"
"YEAH!" I replied, yelling right back at him. "So who goes first?"
On cue, he calmed down and gave a little chuckle. "You wanna find out what a cock tastes like as much as I do, don't you?" I nodded, sure the boy noticed...he had his face glued to the hole. "I'll go first. I'll lick your fuckin' dick. Cause I KNOW you'll lick mine. "If you don't," he continued, "I'll slap you around and shove it down your throat!!"
"Quit jabbering and make like a cocksucker, willya!" I put my hand to the back of his head and forced him to his knees. "Lick me up real good. I'll fuckin' blow ya, doncha worry. Even if you're a piss-poor cocksucker, I still wanna try it myself. Hell," I challenged, "I'll bet I can even SUCK DICK better'n you! AH...that's it, buddy, prove me wrong! Lick me up real good!">>
I couldn't believe it. Right in front of my spying eyes one guy was going down on another guy! Man, he was slurpin' on that dick like crazy! Funny thing was, it was making my own dick really big. I don't know why...exactly. I mean, there wasn't any pussy around, and I...I really like pussy. I guess it was just that it was SEX...and I hadn't had any for quite a spell. I was kinda makin' a bet with myself as to which one of them would throw up first. After all, suckin' on a guy's prick! Sheesh!
<<Roger held my rigid boner at the base and licked his tongue up and down the shaft, then concentrated on the knob, licking over and around it, sucking hard to draw more blood into it. He'd suck a little, then pull back and look, then suck some more. Each time, it bloated up more...fat and purple... pulsing and throbbing! Roger was an expert cocksucker. If anyone could make cocksucking look exciting, Roger could!
"You like that, dicklick?" I hissed down at him.
He pulled my cock out to the knob and squinched his lips over it in a big smacking kiss. "Marty, you're gonna love it. I swear, buddy, this beats eatin' pussy any time! Your cock is... is...FUCKIN' LUSCIOUS!">>
My eyes bugged out. The guy was really going nuts over his friend's big prick! He was...well, he was making it look like fun!
<<We had the kid! I knew we had him. I watched him in the monitors as he crouched there, his big dick now out of his jockeys as he jacked off. With his left hand he pulled down the back of his shorts and started playing with his asshole!
"Oooh, baby," I moaned. "Stand up! Let me suck on you before I shoot a hot wad down your throat!" He rose, I knelt, but in the middle we stopped. I snarled at him and quickly kissed his lips. "HOT FUCKIN' COCKSUCKIN' FAGGOT, ROGER! READ MY LIPS, BABY, I'M GONNA QUEER YOU REAL GOOD! I haven't even touched it yet, and I KNOW I'm gonna love it!">>
Man, they were really stimulating me. I was jacking off watching them, and even put my hand back and started playing with my butthole! I'd done this before...but not very often. Must have been the spying thing that was making me so hot! Now the second guy got on his knees, but not before he kissed the guy and told him he was gonna queer him real good! I didn't understand that. Well, I didn't understand the cocksucking, either, but the kissing was...well, really strange. But when he got on his knees and squeezed the other guy's fat cock and said, "FUCK MY MOUTH, YOU DIRTY FAGGOT! MAKE ME DRINK THE HOT CUM FROM YOUR BIG BALLS!" I almost creamed. Honest. I don't know why. So I let go of my prick and just let it bounce around. Then I did something really strange.
<<I mouthed Roger's delicious cock, slurping up and down on it, keeping an occasional eye on the monitors. Yeah, we had him good. He squatted there, jacking off, then let it loose and brought that finger he'd been toying around his butt with and stuck it in his mouth! Getting it good and wet, he put it back under his creamy buns and shoved it right up his asshole-- finger-fucking himself!>>
Well, actually I'd played with my ass before. But I'd never licked on my finger after I'd touched myself there. This time, I just didn't give a shit! I smelled my finger, but I stuck it in my mouth anyway. It turned me on even more...like I'd done something REALLY NASTY! And these guys were turning me on so much...suddenly, I wanted to be nasty! So I...well, I worked that finger up my hole and swirled it around. It felt sooo good. I pulled it out and, without looking at it, I stuck it in my mouth! I sucked on my finger! Then I shoved it back up my butt!
<<"Stick your tongue out, Marty," Roger cried, planting his feet wider apart and grabbing his prick at the base. "Stick your tongue out...I'm gonna come all over it! I'm gonna shoot you a big hot load, buddy. AH, HERE IT COMES! SLURP IT ALL UP!"
Roger's load was always impressive. He could shoot gallons of creamy, delicious jizz each time he came off. It would be a good show for the boy. Obediently, I stuck my tongue way out, begging for the sweet wad, then fluttered my tongue in and out like a lizard when Roger's prick erupted, flowing rivers of cum that repeatedly coated my thirsty tongue and dripping over the sides no matter how fast I tried to drag it all in! But then, that was the idea. To give the kid a great show of hot cum drinkin'!>>
My finger was banging my prostate. It was such a luxurious feeling, but I could have withstood it longer. I had in the past. But when Roger's cock started to splatter a truly monstrous load all over Marty's flapping tongue, my head banged against the wall, my finger drove way up my asshole, and I came thunderously as I watched him drink his buddy's goop! It had been a really good orgasm at first. Then, in the throes of ecstasy, I muttered something about wanting to DRINK HIS GOOP myself! I jabbed my finger harder against my prostate and...if you can believe it...I actually stuck my tongue through the peephole! Man, I wanted to taste some jism just then. Any hard cock in the world, at that time, could have shot in my mouth and I'd have sucked it in thankfully! What the hell was happen- ing to me? I was exhausted, and fell back on the bed to rest.
<<"Hot little fucker, ain't he?" I remarked.
"Man, did you see the way he was digging that digit up his hole?"
We layed back on the bed, watching the monitors and fiddling with each other. Roger and I loved having sex with each other. We were both hot, always horny, and playing our little game kept an extra spark to our relationship. Stella knew our tastes, and always rented the room for a limited time only. If a guy wanted to stay longer, she'd move him to another room. Of course, by then the guy knew our routine and that gave us a third 'actor' for more elaborate performances.
When our guest finally stirred, we went into Phase Two. Seeing him approach the peephole, we started a conversation.
"You know, Rog, there was one thing those guys did in that movie that really blew my mind."
"Yeah, what was that, Marty?"
"When the one guy licked on the other dude's asshole!" I cried. "He really seemed like he was loving it."
"Which one? The guy who was doing it, or the one getting his ass licked?"
"Well, both of them, actually. I'd love to see how it feels."
"Yeah?" he teased. "Doing it, or getting it done to ya?"
"Getting it done to me, asshole! Whadda you think? Come on, Rog, do it to me!" I threw my legs up in the air, exposing my open ass to the peephole.
"You gotta be kidding!"
"Aw, come on. You blew me fantastically, and licked my balls. You like this shit, you know you do." We made like Roger had blown me while our friend was resting.
"Yeah, but I couldn't do anything like THAT?"
"Come on, just kiss it, okay? I'll make a deal with you. Anything you do to me, I'll do to you twice as long."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah. Come on, give it a kiss!"
"You're so full of shit, Marty. I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna kiss your stinky asshole, just once, just to show you up for the liar you are." Roger bent down and planted a noisy one right on my gaping hole. "Okay, big mouth," he pulled his legs back, thrusting his hot, naked anal region into view. "TWO TIMES, BUTTLICK! I WANNA FEEL TWO HOT SMOOCHES ON THAT HOLE... GET DOWN THERE!"
I bent over and gave his anus two of the sweetest, noisiest kisses it had EVER received. "There. Now lick me!"
"Aw, come on, Marty. Enough's enough," he whined.
"Thirty seconds, Buttwipe!" I ordered. "Lick me for thirty seconds and I'll tongue your hole for a minute!">>
I couldn't believe they were still going at it. I also couldn't believe that their nasty talk was getting me on the bone again. They were discussing, and trying, really nasty things! I read somewhere before--maybe in a religious article or somewhere--about how gay boys like to lick each other's assholes. But I didn't believe it. Boy, I sure would like to see that movie they went to! But then, who needed a movie. I had one right in front of me. They kept teasing and challenging each other to do funny things. It all seemed kinda juvenile... but then I guess it doesn't come natural to straight guys like us. That thought made me wonder just how long those guys were going to remain 'straight'! The guy called Marty was now on his knees licking up and down Roger's asscrack for a full minute. I could see everything. Gee, I wonder how it would feel.
<<"You're so smart, prick, let's see you do this for a minute!">>
I gasped as Roger held Marty's leg back, bent over, and repeatedly THRUST HIS TONGUE IN AND OUT OF HIS FRIEND'S BUTTHOLE! Then he layed back and pushed his own bottom out, offering it. "Eat me!" he said.
<<"Ah, maybe we should call it quits now, Rog." I said, knowing what the next bombshell would be.
"Not on your life, sweetie. LICK UP INSIDE MY ASS--A FULL MINUTE! I LICKED YOURS!"
"Uh, I think we've gone far enough, pal," I demurred.
"Yeah? Can't handle it, hunh? I'll bet you could handle it if you were licking on the guy next door's asshole!"
"What?" I asked, innocently.
"You heard me...the new guy. I've seen you looking at his ass. Bet you'd LOVE to suck on it for him, wouldn't ya?">>
WHAT THE FUCK?!! They were talking about ME!
<<"I...I..." I stammered, convincingly.
"Yeah, I thought so!" Roger blurted, triumphantly. "That's okay, bud. I think I understand. He is kinda cute. Nice little round ass on him. But, here, you owe me. Tongue me out. Go ahead, think of him while you do it. Pretend it's his sweet butthole you're lickin'!">>
I was shaking. I'm not sure why. The feeling of disgust I had...or was it...? DAMN! I knew what it was. As soon as I saw Marty dip down and drive his pointy tongue in and out of his friend's gaping anus, I WANTED HIM TO DO IT TO ME! I hoped Roger was right. I wanted to feel that tongue up my ass! Even more when I heard what they said next.
<<"Oooh, yeah, baby. EAT OUT THAT ASSHOLE! LICK AND SUCK ON THAT BOY'S HOT, STEAMY SHITHOLE!">>
Roger leaned forward, wrapped his arms around his thighs, and pulled his legs back even further as he watched his friend.
<<"UGH, OOH, OH MARTY, EAT IT! LET'S GET THAT BOY OVER HERE, RIGHT NOW. I WANNA WATCH YOU EAT HIS ASS OUT! OOH, HOLY SHIT! You'd like that, wouldn't you? You WANNA eat his asshole, doncha?">>
I listened intently for his reply. I didn't have to strain. He pulled his face out of his friend's crack and gasped loudly, "YEAH, I WISH HE'D KNOCK ON THE DOOR RIGHT NOW. I'D DRAG HIM IN HERE AND MAKE HIM SIT ON MY FACE! YOU GOT A HOT HOLE, ROG, BUT YOU'RE RIGHT. I'D REALLY LIKE TO EAT OUT THAT STUD'S PUCKERED LITTLE POOPHOLE!" Honest, that's what he said. There wasn't any mistake. Suddenly, I felt brazen beyond anything I'd ever felt before. EXTREMELY HORNY! I grabbed a robe and wrapped it around me.
<<"Pull your tongue out, baby. He's coming!" Roger cried.
We quickly went to the door in anticipation. As soon as he knocked, I whipped the door open, startling the poor boy.>>
"Ah, I...could I borrow a...a..." I couldn't even think! I didn't have time to, anyway. Marty grabbed me and pulled me into the room.
"Sure, sure," he offered. "Come on in. Anything you want!" He drew me into the center of the room, right next to the bed. Roger came around to face me, smiling. Suddenly, I felt Marty's hands lifting my robe from behind. He was a crazed lunatic! The robe dropped over him. He was momentarily hidden, but I felt him wrench my jockeys down and bury his face in my asscrack! He was already licking when Roger spoke to me with a sly grin.
"Came to get your butt licked, hunh?"
"Uh, well..." I didn't know what to say. I couldn't very well admit I'd been spying on them.
"It's okay, baby," Roger cooed as he reached behind and lifted my robe, exposing the activity taking place at my rearend. "Spread those cheeks. Marty wants to eat out your hole. Give it to him!"
I did. I spread my legs wider and thrust my butt back into his face, trying to open it up as much as possible so he could lick me deeper. The feeling was absolutely incredible! Roger came close and opened the front of my robe as he began to nibble my ear.
"Hot little fucker...peeking through holes..." He grabbed my dick and began to stroke it. "Finger-fuckin' yourself... tastin' your own ass...watchin' us suck cock...shootin' your sweet jizz all over the wall!"
How did he know these things?! They knew I was watching all the time! Then I saw the monitors. I could see my bed. I could see the hole in the wall. THOSE BASTARDS!
"YOU BASTARDS!" I yelled. I tried to pull away, but I was pinned between them. Roger went back to my ear.
"Calm down, baby. I'm gonna go down on my knees. I'm gonna put your big, smooth, luscious cock in my mouth and I'm gonna SUCK on it while our best friend makes love to your tangy, pulsing asshole!"
I don't know if it was 'tangy', but my butthole was certainly pulsing. Actually, when I thought about it, I did know it was tangy! I melted like butter as Roger licked his way down my sweaty chest. He dipped his tongue into my belly button, giving me shivers, then buried his face in my bush. He reached around and pulled my butt even further apart, letting his friend eat me freely, and smelled all over my crotch, my throbbing prick, and under my balls. Then he started licking the underside of my cock. HOLY SHIT, IT FELT GOOD! Then he looked up at me.
"Never took your eyes away, didja stud?" He licked on my knob. "Had your eyes glued to the queer goings on, didn't ya? Got this lovely prick harder'n a rock, didn't it? Made you want to do queer things yourself, didn't it?" He engulfed my whole cock, blowing me wildly.
"Make you hot, seeing my tongue lick all over your big boner? How's that asshole back there, Marty?"
"Sweetest little shithole I ever had my tongue in! Oh, man," he dug in deeper for a second, "I COULD EAT TURDS OUTTA THIS HOT SPICY PIT!!"
I gasped at his admission.
"He ain't kidding, baby." Roger smiled at me. "You really got that boy turned on! Want to show your disgust at all this faggot stuff? PISS IN HIS MOUTH! Go ahead, baby, PISS IN THE DIRTY FAGGOT'S MOUTH! Let it loose, man. HATE ME TOO? PISS IN MY MOUTH, THEN. MAKE ME DRINK YOUR HOT TASTY PEE!"
I knew he was goading me. But I also knew he was right. I didn't want to do those filthy things, I just wanted the fantastic feelings to continue. I let out a sigh and grabbed Roger behind the head. Slowly, I...we...allowed my dripping prick to slip between his hungry lips until it banged against the back of his mouth. Then it took a turn, and slipped right down his cocksucking throat. I WAS GONE! Anything these faggots wanted to do was okay with me. One guy nibbling at my asshole, another devouring my cock in front of my eyes! I flung my robe away. Marty pulled out of my crack and licked up my buttcheek, taking a peek at Roger sucking my cock.
"EAT MY ASSHOLE!" I screamed, and pushed him back behind. "LICK THE HOLY LOVIN' SHIT OUTTA MY BUTT...I'M GONNA DROWN YOUR BUDDY WITH A BIG LOAD OF HOT BALLJUICE! He wrenched my bottom apart and speared that tongue up inside me further than he ever had and I exploded into the cocksucker's mouth. My whole body throbbed as I watched Roger expertly milk my prick of every precious drop.
My orgasm was tremendous. I shook and shuttered all over. As if in a trance, I sat backward onto the couch. Marty followed, taking my cock into his mouth and gently sucking for any final cum spurts. I didn't even mind when Roger stood up, pulled my face down, and plugged his dick in my mouth. I sucked it! I cock-sucked it! I sucked his dick like it was the most natural thing in the world for me to do. I didn't know what the hell I was doing. I simply felt it was extremely important that I suck out and devour all that his hot balls could produce. And produce they did! I'd seen it before. I was determined it would not drip over my lips. I ate his boiling cum...gallons of it! As far as I was concerned, Marty could kiss my ass. FOREVER!
When I finally began to recover my equilibrium, I found myself kneeling on the floor, Roger rubbing his floppy dick all over my lips and face. My tongue was out! I pulled it back in and coughed nervously. They were both standing above me. I was suddenly afraid. They weren't the naive, experimenting college kids I had seen through the peephole. They were conniving, lascivious faggots who had me at their mercy!
Marty hadn't come yet, and I expected them to pounce on me...make me suck his dick, too. Instead, they almost ignored me. I rested back on my haunches as Marty led Roger over to the bed. Roger knelt on all fours, his full, pale buttocks obscenely thrust back at us. Marty winked at me, stroked his big prick a couple of times, then approached those smooth buns and savagely jammed his cock full force up that innocent- looking, pink channel. Roger gasped at the intrusion, then began to push his buttocks back, trying to devour even more cock! But there wasn't any more. Marty had it in up to the hilt. As he straddled those cheeks, I could watch from underneath. His big cock thrusting in and out of that asshole was quite a turn-on.
I watched intently, amazed that the innocent-looking crevice could not only contain such a massive bulk of throbbing meat, but actually seemed to be trying to suck on it! Roger's fleshy anal lips were wrapped tightly around the engorged shaft and freely moved in and out of the rectal cavity with every movement. Indeed, a good three inches of inner anal skin pulled out, hugging the prickshaft desperately. It looked like a pussyfuck!
Marty looked over his shoulder at me and smiled. "Lick my dick, kid, willya?"
"Sure, Marty!" I said, automatically. Then, dipping my head, I suddenly pulled back, coming to my senses. "Uh, I can't, Marty."
"Whatsa matter, babe?" he asked, innocently.
"You're...you're FUCKING!"
"So?" he countered. "It's only going up Roger's asshole. You wanna taste Roger's asshole, doncha?"
"Well...yeah," I answered honestly.
"And you want to taste my dick, doncha?"
"Yeah."
"So what's the difference? Do 'em both at once!"
"BUT...!!"
"Under, man. Get under. Stick your head up in there and start licking us. DO IT!"
For some unfathomable reason, I obeyed. I just wasn't in control. Can you understand that? This was all new. I needed direction. Marty supplied the direction. They'd flipped over until Roger was sitting on Marty's cock--Marty's feet on the floor. I slithered up to the bed. There was that thickly- veined, evil-looking, exciting mancock thrusting in and out of that squishy, receptive asshole. I watched for a while. Some force in the universe moved my face forward. That same force made my tongue come out. The damned thing made me start licking! That fuckin' damn thing made me start lickin' all over Marty's fucking cock! But when I found myself nibbling on the protruding anal lips being pushed out of Roger's steamy hole, I balked. Pulling my face away from that lewd connection, I caught my breath and moved to the side of the bed and child- ishly stamped my foot.
"WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING?!" I cried
Marty reached up and pulled my face down to his.
"YOU STUPID FUCK! DON'T YOU KNOW WHEN YOU'RE IN HEAVEN?!!" He kissed me, hard.
"I...I..." I stammered.
"Lick your lips, honeybuns," he ordered. I did so. "What do you taste?"
"Uh..." I tried to discern.
"Doesn't matter. Is it good?"
"Uh, yeah," I answered, again honestly.
"Then stop thinking, you twit! You think it's disgusting? So what. Get disgusting! Be nasty! GET YOUR HEAD BACK DOWN THERE AND LICK THAT HOT ASSJUICE OFFA MY DICK! SUCK IT UP, MAN. If you never, ever do it again, tonight will keep you in jackoff orgasms for the rest of your life. NOW LICK HIS HOLE WHILE I FUCK HIM! Lick his asslips and tongue my cock. I'm gonna shoot a heavy load up that cunt. When I yank my dick out, pull it into your mouth and clean it...then stick your face up his ass and suck my delicious cum right out of his gaping asshole! And suck hard. Roger will help...HE'LL BE TRYIN' TO SHIT THAT HOT CUM RIGHT INTO YOUR HUNGRY MOUTH!!"
What could I do? I was an innocent boy. I'd never experienced such sexual abandon before. They pushed my buttons. In the space of a couple of hours they had transformed me from a naive, eager college lad into a wanton, sex-crazed cock- slave! I couldn't get enough!
I was constantly going into their room, ripping the covers from them, and pouncing on their bodies. Cocks, balls, assholes, armpits...anything that was handy. I smelled, licked, felt and sucked any part of their bodies they pushed at me. They brought over friends. They'd rap on the wall and I'd come over and immediately drop to my knees to suck small, medium and huge pricks. I'd gladly lick and suck on clean or pungent assholes even before I saw their faces. They loved watching me lick a buddy's cock while he fucked another guy up the ass.
I walked in one night to find Roger and Marty with six guys lined up--their pants down and bent over--just waiting for me to clean their assholes! I licked 'em up real good. Then all six of them took turns eating my ass, then fucking me! I'd learned to take cock up the ass...even Marty's huge truncheon ...and absolutely wallowed in being fucked and sucked while another hot guy sat on my face so I could suck out his hot asshole!
Marty and Roger eventually introduced me to piss-drinking. I never liked it when it was strong and yellow. But after I knew they'd had a few drinks, I absolutely craved gobbling their pricks and having them shoot enormous amounts of salty manpiss right down my throat!
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