Chapter 3 -- Getting It Regular
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Both Scott and Colin pressured me into a pretty regular routine. I'd resisted at first, but finally relented, admitting to myself I was enjoying regular sex for the first time in my life. I told myself all three of us were going through a curiosity stage", that we were just being "open" and "liberal", and trying "new things". But deep down I knew that was true only for me. Both Scott and Colin made it quite clear that I was only a convenient receptacle for keeping the cum drained from their balls. Scott didn't wait until Brynda's next period to use me. It was about a week later that he came knocking on my door and ended up fucking me senseless. He told me he'd let me delete the pics if I let him fuck me again, and I gave in, taking my position on my knees on my bed, my ass inviting him in to use it. He did let me delete those photos, he knew he no longer needed them, I was hooked. He began to prefer me on my back, him wrapping my legs around my head as he rutted in my ass, seeing me moan as I shot my load without needing to touch my cock. His cock in my ass was all I needed. Soon it turned into every week, and some weeks a couple of times a week. I think the guy was getting it either from Brynda or me every night of the week.
Monday nights were my standing "date" with Colin; his night off and Scott's night for football practice. Colin would pop in his "Debbie" video, and within a few minutes, he'd call out to me in my room. "Scott! Come out here, Dude. I need a throat to fuck!" After the third or fourth week instead of promptly leaving or dismissing me, we hung out and talked. He admitted he'd been thinking about having a go at my backdoor' but wasn't sure he could handle porking another dude without getting grossed out'. He joked that maybe I should dress up like "a real pretty chick' and that might do the trick for him. I liked pleasing him and was definitely curious about having his horse cock stuffed up my ass, but I wasn't about to turn into some kind of transvestite for him. While out shopping though, I did find a really sexy pair of red silk boxer briefs and decided to give it a try. I bought a pair a size too small and when I tried them on at home I was pleased with the result. But when I threw a woody thinking about Colin's huge dick banging away in my ass, I realized that while the small size of the briefs showed off my ass really well, it would show off my package too well for Colin's liking. I came up with the solution of wearing my jockstrap underneath, which did the trick perfectly -- not much of a bulge in front, even when I was rock hard. For ease of entry, I slit the back seam open. The next Monday when Scott called me to fuck my face, I came out wearing nothing but my red silk boxers with jockstrap underneath. Colin's eyes beamed approval, and he ordered me to turn around, to which I immediately complied, bending over, and wiggling my ass enticingly.
"Fuckin' A" Colin huskily sighed his approval. "Back Door Beauty! Bend over, bitch". He promptly produced a video of "Debbie Does Anal", popped it in the VCR, and then bent me over an ottoman in front of the TV. I had figured he wouldn't be any too gentle, and while my ass had considerably more flexibility from Scott's regular banging, I knew Colin's huge cock would take some adjustment. So, I had lubed myself inside generously and taken a Tylenol with codeine to dull the nerves. True to form, Scott barely paused to smear some lube on his horse cock before he crammed the hard knob into my hole. Ignoring my pleas to let me get used to it, he continued forcing it inward until I finally felt his pubes pressed against my backside. He was rough and the girth and length of his massive shaft were hard to take, but within a few minutes I was groaning, moaning, and begging for more so loud that Colin yelled at me to shut the fuck up', so that he could hear Debbie instead of his faggot bitch'. I clenched my teeth and suppressed my animalistic groans of ecstasy as he rutted like a raging bull inside me. I creamed myself twice in my jock strap before he fired his load deep inside my rear with a thunderous roar. I don't think he knew he made me cum, and I knew he couldn't care less. I was only for him to use for his pleasure. But, I had him hooked. Some nights he wanted to fuck my face before turning me around and ramming it up my butt. But other nights he was too horny and just bent me over and went straight at ramming his massive tool in and out of me, sending wave after wave of orgasms ratcheting throughout my body before his load erupted in me. The only thing that Colin was weird about was that no one found out anything about what we did during Monday Night Football. I assured him that the last thing in the world I wanted was for it to get around that he was fucking me, and I liked it. And I knew the reason he was afraid of anyone finding out what we did: It was because he liked our fuck sessions almost as much as I did.
Scott was surprised when I first suggested I give him some head. He quickly relented and loved it. Now he insisted on the "full treatment" -- his fucking my face and then finish off fucking me in the ass. Some nights he'd enjoyed himself so much he'd cum down my throat. We'd hang out for a while, shooting the shit while he regained the need to nut again. And then he'd rut my butt until he got off again. I liked those nights the best. After cumming once in my throat, he could ream my ass for 45 minutes before getting off again. As the fall progressed I think I was getting it more often than his girlfriend. Scott of course had no clue that Colin knew he was screwing me too. He knew Colin's schedule well and made sure were done fucking and in our own rooms when Scott was due home. And he never seemed to even consider that Colin was doing anything with me. He asked me a couple of times, pressing me if I was doing "anything else with anyone else." I think he was more worried about catching something if I was screwing around. I assured him I was not, that I was "getting all the dick my curiosity could handle right here in our apartment." That seemed to satisfy him and his ego; it never dawned on him that his and mine weren't the only dicks in our apartment. I wasn't sure which dick I liked better. While at 7", Scott was no slouch, Colin's 9" filled me to capacity. But Colin's fucks were rough and to the point, Scott fucked me with an intensity that would have done a porn star proud.
Getting fucked so regularly I rarely had time to play with the toys I'd bought at the porn shop. But one morning I didn't have class until late in the morning and started cleaning up my room and came across the bag of toys in my sock drawer. I pulled the bag out and examined the butt plug, I'd never even tried it yet. And then a mischievous thought crossed my mind -- I wondered what it would be like to walk around campus and go to class with that up my ass? I lubed it up and pushed it in until it was seated. Not bad, I decided, I'm going to do it! I'm going to go to class with that up my ass! I threw on a pair of shorts, a T-shirt, and sneakers, grabbed my book bag, and headed off to class. It was a little awkward at first walking with the butt plug up my ass, and it gave me a permanent hard-on. As I passed by guys a couple of them looked at me curiously. The butt plug did make me walk a little oddly . . . well, like I had something up my ass. I wondered what they would think if they knew the guy they had just passed had a dildo up his ass and a raging hard-on? The thought made me even hornier from the depravity of it all.
I took my seat in class and suppressed a moan when the hard wooden seat pushed the rubber cock further up my ass, The class was Macroeconomics, my most boring class. The professor was droning on about how regional and global economies interacted. I tried to pay attention, but the butt plug in my ass was competing fiercely for my attention. I realized I was staring at the hairy legs of a guy in shorts in the next row over, I was admiring his thick calves covered in coarse dark hair. I looked up at him, he had a condescending smile as he looked back at me, and then winked as he reached down to adjust his package. I looked away quickly. Is that guy hitting on me I wondered? I sat up straighter in my seat, which pushed the butt plug further up my ass. I moaned silently, lustfully, and looked back at hairy legs. He was watching me with a curious, haughty expression. I pressed down on my seat, driving the butt further into me, and I smiled lustfully at the sensation. I looked over to hairy legs, he was watching me, smiling his condescending smile, as he rubbed his crotch. I smiled. Yeah, I thought, you know what I want, don't you? You're right, I do want it, That butt plug up my ass is driving me mad with need, a need for a real cock in my ass. But I know that look - you want it too.
Finally, the class ended, and I stopped at a restroom in the hallway. I walked up to the urinal and pulled my cock out. I didn't need to take a leak, there was something else that I needed. I heard the door open and a guy walked over to the urinal next to me. I glanced over, it was the hairy-legs guy, as I had expected. "Hey!" he greeted me. "Hey!" I returned his greeting. I glanced down and he was stroking a nice fat cock. "Like what you see?" he asked; I just nodded. He glanced around to make sure we were alone and then put his hand on my ass. "You have a really nice ass" he whispered admiringly. And then his hand found the base of the butt plug. "I thought so" he said confidently, and then he yanked my shorts down. He gripped the base of the plug and pushed it further into me. I groaned with pleasure. "The way you were squirming around in your seat I was willing to bet that you had something up your ass. Wow, that is so slutty, going to class with a dildo up your ass. It turns me on and makes me want to fuck you". He gazed intently into my eyes, with a demeaning look. "And you want me to fuck you, don't you?". I nodded. "Then tell me what you want" he demanded. I hesitated, and then told him what he wanted to hear. "I want you to fuck me" I whispered, "I want you to fuck me, real hard". He smiled patronizingly. "Ok, you talked me into it". You got someplace we can go? I don't mess around in public restrooms, too risky. Besides, I bet you're a real moaner, aren't you?. I didn't answer him, but the memory of Colin telling me to shut the fuck up', so that he could hear Debbie instead of his faggot bitch' flashed through my mind. He saw his answer in my eyes and laughed, "Yeah, thought so. Anyone in particular?". "Um, one of my roommates, he's really hung". "Wow, one of your roommates fucks you?". "Um, both of them, actually". "Whoa! Both of your roommates fuck you?". I nodded meekly. "Do you take both of them in your ass at the same time, or do you make them wait and take turns?". "Nether. Only one of them knows that other is fucking me. So, we're careful the other one doesn't find out". "Interesting. So, you sneak around, get one of them fuck you, and then wait for him to leave so the other one can have his turn in your pretty little ass?". I nodded. "Yeah, sort of like that". He laughed. "Geez, you're a real slut for cock, aren't you?". "Hey!" I spat out angrily. "How about knocking off the name calling, huh?". His eyes bore into me with a haughty, condescending stare, and I looked down. "Yeah, I know exactly what you are". He pushed the butt plug further in me, and I moaned lustfully. "Well, I'll make you a deal: The louder you moan the harder I'll fuck you. But let's go to some place where you can moan as loud as you need to".
"Arrogant jerk" I thought. But quickly decided I'd moan like a bitch in heat for him. Because that butt plug in my ass had made me a bitch in heat. I didn't like his cocky, arrogant attitude. And I didn't like the idea of hooking up with some guy I had just met, coming on to me in a public restroom. But I did want him to fuck me. I needed it, bad. I knew Scott and Colin's schedule well; they wouldn't be home until late afternoon. "Yeah, I've got an apartment just off campus, follow me".
We ripped out of our clothes as soon as we got to my room. Hairy legs pulled the butt plug out of me and examined it. "I've heard about these things. But do you always go to class with this thing up your ass?". "Fuck no!" I laughed. "This is the first time I tried it. I was all horny this morning and decided to try it out. It made me horny as hell, walking around campus with that up my ass. And when I sat on that hard seat it pushed it up farther in me and drove me crazy". "Yeah, I could tell something was making you all horned up there sitting in class. You looked like you needed it bad". "I did, and still do," I told him, staring hungrily at his fat cock. "I like it when guys need it bad, it turns me on. You got any more toys?". I walked over to my dresser and pulled out my dildo. He took it in his hand. "Wow, this thing is huge! Want me to try fucking you with it?". "Sure" I readily agreed, I handed him the lube, lay down on the bed, and spread my legs widely. He lubed it up pushed it slowly, saw that I took it easily, and began ramming it in me. Soon he had me moaning lustfully and whimpering. "Man, you're so hot for it in the ass, and that turns me on".
He pulled the dildo out and tossed it on the floor. "Now I'm going to give you what you want, what you need". I spread my legs widely, inviting him in. He looked at my ass lustily. Scoot your ass up further so I can see your hole. I did as I was told. "Yeah, your boi pussy is hungry for it, isn't it?". I nodded. "Your boi cunt is already fucked open from that butt plus plug and dildo, but I'll bet it's still nice and tight inside". I looked at him I looked at him with eager anticipation. He steered his fat cock to the entrance of my hole and pressed the head in. I waited for him to plunge his cock in me full length into me; instead he pulled the head out and rubbed his cock around my ass. "Put it in me!" I pleaded. "Why?" he asked simply. I considered briefly. "Because I want your hard cock in my ass?". He slapped my ass hard. "Ow!" I shouted. "That hurt! What the fuck?". Wrong answer, slut". He said simply. I looked at him questioningly. "Why do you need my hard cock in your ass?" he insisted, as he held his cock, waving it at me teasingly. I considered. "Um, because sitting in class on that hard seat with that butt plug up my ass made me need your cock in my ass instead of a rubber cock?". He slapped my ass hard. "Ow! Fuck!". "Wrong answer, slut". I glared at him angrily. "And that was a hint, slut". I continued to glare out him but decided to give him what he wanted. "Because I'm a slut" I hissed. He plunged his fat cock in me full length, his cock ramming inside me, his crotch slapping hard against my ass. "Oh, fuck!" I groaned. He pulled out until just the head was tightly clenched around the ring of my ass, and then he plunged his hard cock back into back into me. "Oh, fuck me!" I moaned more loudly. "And why are you such a slut" he demanded. "Because I love a hard cock filling my ass so much?". He slapped my ass hard. "Ow! Fuck!". "Any cock in your ass?". "Your cock!" I hissed, "I love your cock in my ass!". He thrust his cock in me, hard. "Why?". I moaned loudly. "Because I'm a slut". He began to fuck me hard as a reward, and I moaned ever loudly for him.
Suddenly he pulled out and laid back on the bed. "You're such a slut for it I want you to ride it". I looked at him questioningly. "I want you to sit on my cock, ride it and fuck yourself on my cock, and tell me how much you like my cock in your ass". He had me hot for it, but his condescending, cocky attitude toward me was starting to get to me. But I got up and climbed on top of him and lowered myself on his cock slowly until I was fully impaled. "Ooh, I love it, you got a nice fat cock!". "Then ride it, babe, ride it like the slut that you are!". I pushed myself up with my legs until he was almost out of me and then plunged down, driving his cock deep inside me. "Oh, fuck yeah!" I moaned loudly. It was the first time I had ridden a cock and was loving it. "Wow, you do need it bad, don't you?" "Wow, you really are an egotistical asshole, aren't you?" I thought. But I had to admit he was right, I did need it bad. "Fuck yeah!" I moaned loudly, in a higher voice than usual, as I plunged down on his cock, ramming it as deep inside me as I could. "Walking around campus with that butt plug up my ass made me need it bad. Sitting on that hard seat in class, pushing it further inside me need it even more. When I looked at you all I could think about was how good it would feel to have your cock in my ass, instead of that damn rubber dick". Hairy legs smiled lustfully, arrogantly. "Yeah, I could tell when you looked at me you wanted my cock, bad. Well, you got what you wanted, what you needed. Fuck yourself on my cock, fuck yourself senseless on my cock, moan for me, and tell me how bad you need it". I pushed myself up with my legs and then plunged down on his cock. "Oh fuck!" I moaned loudly. "I love it, I love your hard, fat cock fucking me in my ass! I moaned again, ever more loudly, in an ever higher voice. Fuck me! Fuck me, please! I need it so bad; I need your fat cock in my ass bad, real bad". I rode his cock over and over, ramming it as far inside me as I could get it, lusting for more, groaning, moaning, and whimpering like a girl as he grunted in pleasure. "I'm ready to blow my load," he said at length, "where do you want it?". "In my ass" I gasped, "I want you to shoot your load deep in my ass!". My cock gushed cum out on his chest as I felt his cock spasm and erupt his load inside me.
I climbed off him and lay next to him. "You can cum without touching your cock?" he whispered hoarsely. "Yeah, sometimes I jerk off, but usually just getting fucked is enough to do it for me. And you fucked me so good". "Well, that was hot, you're a hot fuck, I liked it. Um, what's your name?". "Jerry" I replied. Jerry Carlson. "I'm Duke" he replied. Duke Schnieder". It was then that I realized I had just let a guy fuck me without even knowing his name. "You're such a slut for it" he told me. "But I like sluts, they always need it so bad, like you". It was then I decided I'd had about enough of him. "Excuse me? You're only like the third guy that I ever hooked up with. I'm not at slut.". "Oh yeah? You sure could have fooled me. Walking around campus with a dildo thing up your ass? Sitting in class with that up your ass making you all hot for it, looking around to see if there were any guys around who would give you the real thing? Sure seems like you're a slut to me. But that's ok, I like sluts. They're usually the hottest fuck because they need it so bad. Like you".
"I'm pretty new to all of this" I replied defensively. "It was just a couple of weeks ago that I finally accepted that I'm gay. I'm just trying out new things, to see what I like. And yeah, going to class with that thing up my ass was kinda over the top, I was just feeling a little wild and . . . adventuresome today". Hairy legs laughed with a condescending smirk. "You took one look at my cock in public restroom and wanted it, I saw it in your face. Only sluts look for cock in public toilets" I think it's time that you also accept that you're a complete slut. But that's ok, I like sluts, because . . . "Yeah, I know" I cut him off, my face flushing red and my rising in anger. "They're the hottest fuck because they need it so bad. And you're such a conceited, arrogant asshole that you need a guy to tell you how bad he needs it for you to get into it. What is your fucking problem? You had to get me tell you how bad I wanted it, get me to moan like a bitch, just to get you could get all hot bothered and fuck the daylights out of me. It was a hot fuck, but you're too much of a complete egotistical asshole to be worth the fuck. You're not some kind of a super stud, and I'm not your slut. I was just in a wild and adventuresome mood today. Get over yourself, asshole". Duke smiled, a haughty, arrogant smile. "No need to get all defensive about it. You're a pretty boy, with a real pretty ass, and a need for something big and hard in it. You should spread it around more, you'll put a smile on a lot of guy's faces. And put a smile on your face, slut. Well, I need to get going. Same time, same place next week after class? With you in the same position, riding my cock, fucking yourself senseless on it?" And come to class with that dildo thing in your ass, it makes you such a slut in need for real cock in your ass". "Um, thanks anyway, but I'll take a pass on that" I told him evenly. "What???" he sputtered, "I know you loved it". I nodded. "You don't get it, do you? Yeah, I loved the fuck, it's you that I don't like. You're too much of an insufferable condescending asshole to be worth it to put up with you". I smiled sweetly. "Thanks again for the hot fuck. But now it's time you get dressed, get the fuck out, and get lost".
After he left, I lay in bed, thinking of the depravity of all I had done. Going to class with a butt plug up my ass? That was certainly over the top, but it didn't make me a slut, it made me wild and adventuresome, I convinced myself. And I had just let a guy fuck me without even bothering to ask what his name was. But that didn't make me a slut, we both knew what we both wanted when we met up in the restroom. And now I knew his name. Um, I had to think about it. Oh right, Duke. I had never allowed myself to be wild and adventuresome before. Accepting that I was gay allowed me to be wild and adventuresome. But that didn't make me a slut. Or did it?