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The single flight of stairs up to what I assumed was an apartment, felt like the longest walk I had ever taken. I had received so many mixed signals from Brad today, that I had no idea if this was a trap, a hookup, or what.
When we finally reached the landing, Brad opened the door using a key on his keyring. So he must use this place often I thought. Brad ushered me inside, and I was surprised by the tasteful decor, and how neat and clean it was. Brad closed, and locked the door. "Would you like something to drink?" he asked. "Sure ,scotch on the rocks please" I quipped. "Really?" He asked. "No I'm kidding, A soda would be fine." " Coke, Pepsi, Dr Pepper, Seven Up, R C Cola, which one? " "Dr. Pepper please." "Coming right up, have a seat on the sofa." I sat as instructed, and soon Brad reappeared with two glasses of dark bubbling liquid, I sipped and sure enough it was Dr. Pepper. Thank you I said setting my glass on a coaster.
Still nervous, I turned to Brad and asked, " So why am I here, in your parents guest room, mother in law apartment...?" "You're here in my apartment, because you intrigue me. First you stare at me whenever you think I can't or won't notice, then I catch you in the funky bathroom stall I had just exited. Now my interest is piqued, and I want to get to know you."
I just looked at Brad, then I said, Really? You, God of High School boys and girls fantasies, want to get to know me, a new nobody in town, whom everyone so far has either ignored, or made fun of, save for a few souls who are just as outsider as I am?" Is here a hidden camera set up somewhere in here? Recording my desperately grasping at the first person to show an interest in my pathetic existence?" I don't know why but my eyes sting with tears, and I fight to keep them from escaping my tear ducts.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wow, you really needed to get that out." Brad said and laid his hand on my shoulder, giving it a little squeeze. " First off, I only moved here last year, so I don't have many friends either. Second, I really think you are good looking, handsome, cute, however you feel most comfortable describing yourself. And third I want to see you naked, I want to see how far I can get you to push your limits."
??? What the hell? I must have brain damage, because there is no way Brad just said he thought I was cute. "What do you mean push my limits?" I asked timidly. "That can wait, I just want to get you naked, first." And with no further words Brad leaned over and kissed me, on the lips, and forced his tongue in my mouth. My mind went blank, I had never been kissed before, except by family, chaste and often wet, from ill fitting dentures, or no teeth at all. Not even any kissing cousins, in my past. The tension in my body evapor- ated, and as I relaxed Brad pressed me back into the sofa cushions, until he was practically laying on top of me. Finally my first kiss ended, Brad pulled back to look into my eyes, and said did you like that?" I responded by pulling him closer and I locked my lips to his with gusto. A few minutes later, Brad was able to say, I guess you did like it, either that or you are a glutton for torture."
We tongue wrestled for a while, and Brad's hands roamed over my body, it wasn't until I felt his hand on my crotch that I realized my cock was hard as steel, and damp. Area moments later, Brad subtlety said "its hot in here why don't you take off your shirt?" I didn't hesitate in removing my shirt, but before I could get it off, I heard Brad say "and your pants"? That gave me pause, so I said "you first."
Soon we were both in just our underwear, him in boxers, (yellow with eyes and a tongue sticking out of the fly) me in tighty whiteys, with a damp spot over the head of my cock. We were both standing at that point, and Brad said grab your drink. He took my hand and led me into his bedroom, there it was. I knew he wasn't perfect, his bed was still unmade from this morning, and yesterdays clothes were strewn on the floor. Sitting on the side of his bed Brad took my glass and set it aside, then pulled me between his spread legs. He wrapped his arms around my waist, and stuck his tongue in my belly-button. This sent shivers all over my body, and then seemed to gather in my abdomen behind my navel, then shoot down to my cock.
I could only maintain, my balance by grabbing onto his head, as soon as I touched this hair, however I couldn't help but lace my fingers into his thick mop of shaggy hair. It was so soft and silky. I wanted to curl up in his hair and live there for the rest if my life. It wasn't until I felt his tongue lick over the damp spot on my Hanes, that I realized he was no longer licking my navel. As he licked my damp undies I felt my ardor rising and jerked my hips back away from his talented tongue. Twisting to the side I escaped the trap of his legs, and sat beside him on the bed.
"I'm a virgin," I blurted out. I felt my face catch on fire, as soon as the words left my mouth. Brad said "I thought maybe you were, don't worry, I'll be gentle..., at first. And that said he slid back on the bed pulling me with him, so that we were centered on the king sized mattress. Feeling brave, I reached out and placed my hand over the obvious lump in Brad's boxers. Having never felt another mans dick before, I didn't know what to expect, but it wasn't what I felt I can tell you that. At first I thought I had grabbed his wrist, then it twitched, and I felt his cock head slide under my fingers, " oh my God " escaped my lips before I could stop it. I had to see this thing, so reached into the fly of his boxers, and pulled out the biggest cock I had ever seen. Porno pictures included, well maybe not including John Holmes, but bigger than Ron Jeremy for sure. I could only stare at it, while I held it. Brad was uncut, his foreskin was loose and even though he was throbbing hard, it still covered the head fully with a bit left over to pucker up and leak precum invitingly. Brad turned my head to look into his eyes. Are you okay? Rumbly I nodded, then managed to whisper, what do you feed it, buffalo? Whole? Then I giggled. Brad laughed, no I feed it Jr high school bullys. At least I did until we moved here last year. This boy started teasing me about my dick in Jr high, first day, when we took showers. I was embarrassed, but put up with it for about a month, then I told my dad. He asked to see my cock, and told me I was already bigger than him now. So he suggested that the next time Jed said anything about my cock, I should either say ,"what, jealous? " or, you want to touch it don't you?" I used the first one the next day in the showers, then after school that same day, he came up to me alone, called me horse cock, and I said you want to touch it don't you? Jed looked around and seeing we were alone he swallowed and said yeah I do. Want to come over to my house? For the next four years he would do anything I said just to be able to play with my cock. So yeah I feed it Jr high bullys, turned into high school sluts.
You want to be my new slut? I won't make you do anything you don't want to do. Brad said softly with a grin, and a glint in his eyes. I look back at the boa constrictor in my hand and just nod. Good boy Brad crooned, as he slid his hand up behind my head, and pushed my face closer to the head of his penis. He took control of his huge cock from me and as my lips came into contact with his foreskin, he rubbed the excess skin against my lips, smearing them with his precum. Mesmerized I licked my lips getting my first taste of Brads body. I was hooked, I opened my mouth and took the puckered over hanging skin in between my lips and sucked the juicy nectar into my mouth. I then pushed my tongue inside his foreskin and licked the head of Brad's cock, feeling it throb against my lips. Brad gently pushed my head further onto his penis, his cocks head filled my mouth. My tongue was forced to lay flat between my teeth, as brass cock invaded my virgin mouth. My jaws felt they might unhinge, or just break apart. Then his cock reached my throat, and I heard him say swallow. I swallowed but there was no swallowing that huge Monster of a cock, not on my first try anyway. Brad must have sensed my willingness, to keep trying, because he stopped pressing me down on his cock. I eased back and licked the head some more, I tried to push my tongue into his piss slit and got about a quarter inch inside it. I licked my way down the shaft, until I reached his balls. The aroma wafting off of Brad's balls triggered something in me the closer I got to his taint the more excited I became, I barely gave his balls any attention, my tongue worked its way under his scrotum, and made its self at home there. Until Brad spread his legs, and pulled them back towards his chest, thus exposing his furry trench, and pungent asshole to me. I was a boy obsessed, my tongue took over my brain and licked Brads, nether regions, fro his taint, to his tailbone. When my tongue slid over his pucker for the first time, I finally understood why I was drawn to restrooms( the smellier the more attractive. Why working men with poor hygiene fascinated me. I loved their assses, their holes, their tastes ,odors, their everything! I dug my tongue into Brad's asshole as hard as I could, until it gave way, and opened up. My tongue sank to its maximum reach maybe two inches inside, but that was far enough, to taste the flavor rich cavities, exotic spicyness. Brad grabbed my hair none to gently, and pulled me away from my new happiest place on earth. He rolled me onto my back and quickly (all without saying a word) straddled my chest facing my feet. Then he sat down on my face, his asshole on my mouth , and ground his hole on my mouth,nose, forehead, and then returned to my mouth. He then said lick my filthy asshole toilet.
My tongue shot out of my mouth like it was on a spring, it sprayed inside his hole and I reached another inch deeper, where I felt a new texture. This wasn't the soft smooth skin of his anal walls, no this was hard, rough and hot, oily, then the flavor, and realisation hit my brain at the same time. There was only one thing this could be, and the flavor was everything I was drawn to in those public restrooms, those greasey, smelly,unwashed men, with their cock spewing their nasty yellow piss, hocking up their snot, and spitting it into the trough as they pissed. Sometimes gloriously, splashing me with the force of their stream splattering my body with the wastes of their body. Seeing the splatters strike me and smirking, at my none reaction. Knowing that after they leave I will lick the place I was splashed. Some times muttering queer pig. I must have frozen as all that flashed across my mind because Brad ground his ass harder on my mouth. Then pushed his anal lips out into my mouth, and bore down. My tongue was pushed out of its warm embrace, my mouth was wide open with Brads asslips, puckered outwards, I ran my tongue over the protrusion, and felt them open. I licked the portal of Brads bowels,with renewed fervor. Pushing my tongue into the opening I once again tasted my reason for living. Feeling my tongue enter his open anus, Brad pushed even harder. At last his anal gift crested his sphincter,and entered my mouth. His offering was small, and maybe that was a good thing, because as soon as it was fully in my mouth, doubt entered my brain. I lay there was another mans filth in my mouth. Having almost sucked it from his asshole... That image flashed into existence in my mind, sucking the shit from another mans asshole. All doubt fled my mind, I quickly chewed Brads dirt, and swallowed it down. I opened my mouth again, proving his hole with my tongue searching for another gift. Even though I dug my tongue in deeply there was no offering to be found.
Suddenly brad lifted off of my face turned around so he was sitting on my chest, his cock laying on my face. Brad picks up his cock and holds it out of the way so he can look into my eyes, the high of eating from his ass starts to ebb, and just as shame begins to creep into my head, Brad smirks and says, You know, I thought I was going to have to wait until I talked you into drinking my piss before I fed you my shit. But I didn't even gave to feed you my cum first. I guess you really are queer for me ain't ya? Brad winks at me bends over and kisses me, shocking me that even after feeding me his shit he still put his tongue in my mouth. My shock must have shown on my face after the kiss, because he said. If your man enough to eat from my ass, I should be man enough to kiss you afterwards. Now open up I need to piss. Are you serious? You want to piss in my mouth? That's gross! I yelped with a smile.
The End I hope you enjoyed this story, again I had firm ideas where I wanted the story to go. But Brad and David had other ideas. Well that's life, you point yourself in one direction, then find yourself on the opposite side of town, with your tongue up some strangers asshole. More stories to come. zagget the fagget