Fiction by Greg Stevens
This is a work of fiction. All names and places are fictitious
Book Money -- Chapter 5
I woke with a start not realizing where I was at first. I looked around the room as my eyes adjusted and settled on Stewart's naked, sleeping body laying next to me. A flash of realism, guilt, disgust all flooded my mind. My heart was racing as I tried to wake the rest of my body up.
I moved slowly as I pulled myself away from Stewart. The clock on the bedside table read 1:35am. I walked across the room and grabbed my cloths and got dressed as quickly as I could without waking Stewart. I left the apartment and ran out of the building and across campus to my dorm room.
Once inside my room I sat on the edge of the bed and buried my head in my hands. What had I done? What was happening to me? I tried to rationalize that I was alone and lonely in a new school and a new town. I was tired and needed some sleep. I took my shirt off and realized I was still coated with dry cum. A cold chill ran down my spine.
I quickly slipped off my cloths and got into the shower. I ran the bar over my torso washing away the dry flakes of cum then down around my cock and balls. I slipped the soap around my ass and into the crack. My finger slid over the soapy anus and my eyes shut as a memory of a feeling hit me. I could clearly feel Stewart's finger as he probed my ass. I had never felt that before and now my hole seemed more sensitive.
I quickly pulled the bar away and rinsed off. I dried myself and slipped into bed. Exhaustion took over and I lay on the bed and fell asleep.
I realized it was Friday and I had a pretty easy class schedule. I could get through everything and be done by 2pm. My plan was to focus on school. At about 2:30 I arrived back at my dorm room and scrounged for something to eat. Still tired from my crazy night, I decided to take a quick nap then do some school work.
At about 4pm the phone rang, and I answered without looking to see who was calling. "Hey Ryan, how's it going man" the cheery voice rang out. At first, I did not recognize that it was Stewart and then shock and anger hit me. "it's going." I responded trying not to sound angry or annoyed. "Do you want to grab some dinner and work on our report for Econ?" he asked.
I held the phone in my hand not knowing how to answer. Part of me wanted to say "Fuck you" but I realized I needed Stewart's help to get our work done. "Yeah ok" I said with very little enthusiasm in my voice. "Cool wanna come here and I can grab some food for us?" he asked. I had to think about going back to his apartment again. The idea of seeing the bed where it happened.
"No" I exclaimed sharply. "Let's work at my place" I said trying to soften my tone. "We can call for pizza later." I gave him the info and we agreed to meet at 6pm to work on the paper. My stomach started to knot up thinking about having to face him again. Images of our night together flashed in my mind.
While I waited, I straightened up the room to try to get my mind off Stewart. He arrived at 6pm, laptop and books in hand. There was something about Stewart that was just easy going, natural. Someone I could see being friends with if it weren't for... My mind stopped mid thought.
As he entered the room my eyes darted to his ass. The same ass my cock was deep in not that many hours ago. He wore a navy-blue military style flight jacket that sat right above his ass and made it look even better.
Stewart placed the books on the desk and took his jacket off. Underneath he wore a white t-shirt that contoured to his tight body perfectly. The stark white shirt contrasting against his dark hair and skin. I realized I was staring, and I diverted my eyes as I took his jacket and placed it on the hook. It was warm from his body and a part of me wanted to hold it and feel the warmth.
I took a seat at the desk and we started to discuss the paper. It was as if nothing had happened between us. We worked hard for about 2 hours then realized it was time for food. We ordered some pizza and went back to work. Once the pizza arrived we sat on the small sofa and ate.
We talked about home and family and I told him about my ex. "What had happened" he asked innocently. I found it easy to talk to Stewart despite what we did. "It was about 2 nights before I was leaving for school." "Sorry man" Stewart said sympathetically as I stopped talking. "Yeah it's all good" I said quickly.
I wanted to ask about the Professor, but I was not sure I wanted to know. They set me up and I was still confused and mad about it. Finally, I could not hold back anymore. "What's the story with the Professor?" I blurted out. There was silence for what felt like a while.
"In our senior year we had an event where reps from universities would come and talk to us about the schools. I started to talk to Murph about the Econ program. He was really nice to me and invited me to the school for the weekend. My Dad was not a part of my life and my Mom could not come so I ended up coming by myself. I sat through one of his lectures on Friday afternoon then he showed me around the campus." I listened and could imagine the Professor being friendly that way.
"They put us up in one of the dorms and since I was alone Murph asked if I wanted to have dinner with him to talk about the school. He gave me directions to his place and I met him there." "Did he seduce you?" I asked with a bit of anger in my tone. I started to get an image of the "friendly Professor" taking advantage of a 19-year-old. Stewart looked down and his response shocked the hell out of me. "No. I seduced him."
Silence. I did not know what to make of it. A 19-year-old seduced a guy in his 40's? Curiosity got the better of me. "How? Why?" "I knew I was attracted to men from a pretty early age. I had fooled around in school and did some things." Stewart didn't go into details and I was not sure what "things" he meant. Murph and I ate dinner and afterwards we went into his living room to talk about school. I was attracted to him as soon as I met him but did not know how to approach him or even if he would be interested. As we sat on the sofa talking about the school I found it hard to focus. I kept stealing looks at his leg and crotch."
I listened intently and pictured the scenario as it played out. "Finally, I put my hand on Murph's leg. At first the conversation just stopped. He became uncomfortable but did not move my hand. I slowly started to move it closer to his crotch. I went cautiously to see if he would stop me. When he didn't I continued. Then he placed his hand on mine. "I don't think this is right" Murph said to me, but I did not hear conviction in his voice."
"I looked up at the Murph and he had a strange look on his face, a look of torment and pleasure. I took that as my approval to go for it. I stood up in front of him and slowly stripped down. He sat and watched in complete silence. When I was naked I dropped to my knees and reached for his pants. I opened them and pulled his hard cock out." As Stewart said this my mind flashed to that first day when I had to suck the Professor's cock to get book money.
"His dick was big and hairy and hard. I had never seen one like it. Most of the guys I fooled around with were my age. I started to suck his dick and I loved hearing him moan. I was really going at it when he stopped me. I thought he had changed his mind, but he had other things in mind. He pulled me up by my arms and pulled me on his lap so that I was straddling him. He kissed my chest softly and I can still feel his beard causing amazing sensations on my bare skin."
I tried not to imagine what Stewart and the Professor had done but I couldn't help it. My mind flashed on the scene so clearly it was as if I were there and it was making my dick hard in my pants.
"I bent down and looked at Murph. His hair was a bit tousled and he had a deep sexual look on his face. He put his hand behind my head and pulled me to him. His mouth met mine and his tongue probed deep. As he did, his hands went to my ass and he started to probe my hole. I had never been fucked and did not realize what he had in mind. I moaned as his finger invaded my ass. It felt good. Then Murph told me to stand up and I thought he wanted me to blow him again, but instead he led me to the bedroom. I laid on the bed and watched as he took off his cloths. His large muscular frame was impressive and intimidating. Once he was naked he got on the bed and laid on top of me. I loved feeling his hairy torso on me. He started to kiss me again an he pulled my legs up around his waist. I had no idea what was coming but I really was into what was happening."
Stewart described every detail as if it had happened a few minutes ago, not almost 3 years ago. I wanted to know what happened. I was virtually on the edge of my seat with anticipation. "Then I felt his hard dick near my ass. He pushed forward, and the head popped through the outer ring. Pain shot through me and my eyes teared. I gasped and tried to get it out of me. Murph stopped and told me to breath. I did not want to breath, I wanted it out of me, but he knew what he wanted and there was no turning back."
"He did not move and soon the pain subsided. Once my breathing relaxed he slid further into me." Did it hurt?" I asked. "No, it felt like I had to take a dump" Stewart said, and I tried to suppress a laugh. "Yeah I know" he said with a smile. "Did he stop?" I asked and the idea of seeing this somehow was exciting me. "No, he fucked me hard." Stewart responded matter-of-factly. "Did you like it?" I asked feeling stupid for asking. "At first no. Then something changed, and it felt amazing. I felt like my whole body was on sexual fire. I felt my every part of him in me. He held me tight to him as he rammed his cock deep inside me. I could see the lust on his face as he used my ass for his pleasure."
I wanted to know what happened next. My breathing was deeper as I imagined the Professor using Stewart's tight virgin ass. "What happened next" I asked trying to sound less interested. "Murph fucked me long and hard. He bent down and stroked my cock as he used my ass. It did not take long, and I was moaning on the bed and ready to shoot my load. Then I felt it. He stopped his fucking motion and pushed his dick all the way into me as far as it would go. His face was red and tight, and a large grunt escaped his lips and I felt it. I felt my insides being filled with warm cum."
I could feel sweat running down my body as I pictured what the Professor had done to Stewart. I was rock hard in my pants thinking about it. Knowing what it felt like to be inside of Stewart.
"What happened when he came inside you?" I asked waiting for the next part. "When I felt the warmth inside me, my cock started to unload. I shot all over Murph's hairy chest one of the biggest loads I can remember. Then it was over, he laid on the bed next to me our bodies exhausted from what happened. We cleaned up and he took me back to where I was staying. The next day I went home."
I could not get the image of the Professor using Stewart's ass out of my mind. I tried to think of virtually anything else but my mind kept flashing back to what it looked like. I was so lost in the thought that I did not hear Stewart at first. When I looked up, he was smiling at me. "I guess that excited you" He said looking down at my crotch. I followed his eyes to the front of my pants and saw my hard cock and a big wet spot where my precum soaked through the material.
Nothing was said between us, I could feel my face beet red and hot from embarrassment. Stewart stood up in front of me. His crotch was inches from my face. Neither of us said a word. I looked at his hard cock pressing against the material of his jeans. I looked up over the white, tight fitting t-shirt and up to his face. There was no smile, there was no grin. It was just lust. Pure, hot, lust.
Stewart cupped my face in his hands and slowly moved his crotch closer to me. I could smell him, I could feel heat coming off him. I did not resist. Soon he was gently grinding his cock in my face and I did not stop him, instead I reached around and took his firm ass cheeks in my hands and pulled him tighter into me.
"Yeah man suck my dick" I heard Stewart call out. Without hesitation I reached up and opened his pants and pulled them down his legs. His large thick cock flopped out and was aimed perfectly at my mouth. I was reminded of the Professor's dick inches from my face but this time I wanted it. I opened my mouth and slowly slid forward consuming as much of his cock as I could.
I started to gag a bit and Stewart slide his dick out to allow me to breath. I took a breath and pulled him back in to my mouth. Stewart let out a loud "fuck yeah!" and that drove me to continue what I was doing. I liked the velvety skin of his cock as it slid over my lips and tongue.
As I started to develop a rhythm, I moved my fingers into the crack of his ass and started to probe his asshole just as he had done to me. Another loud moan from Stewart indicated I was doing a good job. I could feel silky precum slide down the back of my tongue as his large hard cock filled my mouth. My finger probed deeper and deeper into his ass.
Stewart was panting and thrusting his cock into me, matching my bobbing head. Something came over me and the idea of taking his cum load in my mouth filled my imagination. What would it taste like? What did it feel like? I wanted to try it.
I continued sucking and slurping on his cock. My jaw started to hurt a bit, but I was not going to give up. I wanted him to fill my mouth with his load. I kept my pace and soon I heard Stewart panting. Stewart ran his hands through my hair as he continued to pump his cock into my mouth. "Fuck dude that is amazing" I heard him call out. "I am getting so close" he grunted.
I could feel his ass spasming on my finger. I knew that this meant he was getting close. I altered my motion on his cock and soon he was panting like an animal in heat. "I am going to cum" I heard him hiss as he tried to extract his cock from my mouth, his hand grasping the base. I held him tight and pulled him into my mouth, my finger prodding deeper.
"Dude, I am going to cum" he warned but again I held tight. With that, Stewart pushed his dick into my mouth and I could feel it expand, swell in my mouth. Time slowed down and then a warm spurt hit the back of my throat. At first, I wanted to pull off, but then I adjusted to the new sensation and I swallowed. I could feel his warm cum running down my throat. Then another spurt hit me. Stewart's body shook and heaved as the orgasm took over. His ass crushed down on my finger so tight, I couldn't remove it if I wanted to.
His orgasm subsided, and I just held his dick in my mouth. As a stillness came over him, I slowly started to just suck the head pulling remnants of cum.
Soon Stewart pulled out of my mouth and sank to his knees in front of me. I looked down at him. His hair was tousled, and he had a look of great satisfaction on his face. I leaned in and we kissed.
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