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Dorm Encounters XIX: On Tour with the Choir!
If you've never sung in a college choir, you will have little to go on to imagine all of what I am about to tell you, but bear with me. It'll be worth your while, I assure you!
I have sung in our university's choir for three years now and have finally become not only the Section Leader for the Tenors, but the Stage Manager as well. As such, I am responsible for tranporting the orchestra's equipment and instruments as well as our own when we go on tour.
This particular year that I am writing about, we were given the opportunity of a lifetime: a huge tour covering many states with six television appearances as we travelled around. We had our own representative from our state's public television network documenting all aspects of our trip, and we found the attention he and his crew gave us a real trip. Of course we were stifled into our best behaviors at times, but it was OK knowing that a television special was being made about us in the process.
Our tour took us to several large cities with many stops in small towns in between. The choir rode on one bus and the orchestra rode on the other. The two directors drove in a car leading the pack, and I, as Stage Manager rode in a 15 passenger van with the equipment. I had a hard time at first keeping up with the busses, but they learned to watch for me and we had a wonderful time.
At each location, we would be housed either in college dorm rooms (if we were singing on a campus) and in alumni homes if we were singing in churches or places like that. I had chosen a guy named Rob to ride in the van with me, not really because he was good looking or anything, but because I knew the long driving hours could be taken care of quickly with his witty conversations.
The first several days went uneventfully, the camera crew doing its job and we doing ours. On about the fourth day, the conversation in the van finally turned to sex (it had to sooner or later-- you know me!) and I discovered that though Rob was straight as an arrow with a girlfriend in the Soprano section, he was very curious about gay sex and the gay lifestyle in general. I found great pleasure leisurely describing my life to him and what adventures I had expereienced to that point, and he hung on every word with utter fascination.
At one point, the cameraman asked to ride with us as his van was quite cramped and we let him ride in the back. The discussion of sex continued and I was quite aroused to find that this hunky man was gay and looking for some action.
We arrived at our stop for the night, a small provincial town near a big southern city and were given our housing assignments. I was quite surprised to find that Rob, the Cameraman and I had been sent to a hotel when alumni housing ran short. We agreed to share a room to save the school some money, and settled into our HoJo room with no trouble. It had been decided that it would be logical for Stuart, the cameraman and I to sleep in one bed and let Rob have the other to himself.
We went to dinner and came back and lay on the two beds watching TV. Stuart and I were lying close together and before too long, his scent began to empassion me. I reached around his stomach and pulled him to me, caressing him lightly. I looked over at Rob who had been watching us and had quickly turned his head. I giggled and leaned down to kiss Stuart. He kissed back with a vengance and we were soon locked in a lover's embrace, swapping spit and moaning slightly. We broke apart and looked at the other bed, only to find Rob staring intently and groping himself openly.
I got up on my knees and ripped my t-shirt over my head and pulled my shorts and underwear off, my cock bouncing to my stomach. Stuart watched my display in fascination, stripping as he went. I got my first really good look at him and I discovered that five years of carrying a camera had been good to him. His chest was well defined, his arms were huge and masculine, his butt's two little round globes looked tight and delectible and his cock, though shorter than I usually like them, was magnificently hard.
Rob watched this disrobing with great interest and when we settled down to a good sixty-nine, he seemed utterly fascinated. Stuart and I sucked each other expertly, drawing each others' cocks in and out of our warm mouths. I fingered his butt and found it to be quite tight and very warm. He squirmed on my finger and began rooting around in mine as I pressed my long thin finger against his prostate gland.
Rob was openly groping himself and rubbing what appeared to be a pretty good sized cock through his jeans. I looked over at him and suggested, "Why don't you take it off, big guy, and come join us?"
He said, "I'm fine, man. Just watching you guys go at it is getting me really hot! You should see what you guys look like doin' that!"
Stuart and I thought of the same thing at that moment: why not see it? He jumped off the bed and quickly set up one of the smaller cameras he had been working with and aimed it at the bed. He started it rolling, shooting me working my thick cock with my hands, eyes closed and moaning. He motioned to Rob and told him what to do with the controls, and joined me on the bed.
You have no idea until you try it how strange it feels to perform sexually for a camera, even when it is in such a causal setting as this! We resumed our sixty nine and butt ramming finger action for Rob who was breathing rather heavily looking through the lens. I backed up a little and spread my cheeks for the camera and heard the zoom motor honing in on my little rosebud. I pulled my cheeks apart as far as they would go and made my ass wink for the camera.
"Do that again! That was cool!" Rob said. I flexed my ass muscles and gave him the winking show he asked for. He was awestruck. "I've never seen that before. That was so fucking awesome, man!" he said.
I rejoined Stuart and began tonguing his asshole, first running my tongue up and down his crack and then darting my stiff tongue deep inside his anus and out again. The zoom lens took care of capturing the details and I could tell Rob was beyond the point of being able to control himself. I whispered to Stuart to go put it on autopilot or something and bring Rob back with him, which he did.
Rob seemed really nervous at first and just lay on the bed, fully clothed. Stuart and I both glanced at his crotch, and ascertaining that his rod was as stiff as ever, we began to slowly undress him, one of us on each side of his body. He trembled slightly as we passed out fingers across his now naked body, and closed his eyes.
I leaned over and planted my mouth over his, sucking his tongue forcibly into my mouth and eliciting little moans from him. I could feel Stuart behind me, drawing Rob's incredibly hard cock into his mouth. The slurping noises coming from that end of him told me that all was well there, and I began to kiss my way down to his cock as well.
Soon we were both tonguing his shaft, me at the head and Stuart up and down the shaft. Rob moaned and wiggled in his wrapped up passion. I allowed my tongue to search out his balls and drew them both in my mouth, swirling my tongue around each of them. His hips raised off the bed as I released them and travelled farther down.
I reached his ass as he raised his legs in the air, and began swirling around and around his hairly little hole. I tried to push my tongue inside but he was too tight from fear that I couldn't get it in. I continued to lap at his anal entrance for a while, trying to ease the tension in his sphincter muscles. Finally, he eased up a little and I was able to push my dick-like tongue inside. I swabbed around, loving the tight warmth of his hole. I took my tongue out and wet my index finger, poising it at his hole. I swirled it around a while, tickling him and teasing him, then jabbed it into his ass with one mighty push. He grunted and began bucking as my fingertip found his prostate gland.
As I began fingering his ass earnestly, I looked up to discover Stuart sqatting over Rob's face, his cock sunk deep into Rob's throat. I watched Rob's throat muscles throb around the massive intruder and he seemed to enjoy sucking with somewhat of a gusto.
My finger just wasn't enough and I raised his legs and began to prepare for dick entry. He seemed to know what was about to happen, and tried to scoot closer to me, but the action at his face prevented him from moving. I placed my dripping cocktip at his anal entry and began to push forward just as Stuart placed his ass over Rob's mouth. I heard Rob's muffled groans as I pushed in, and watched his tongue flit back and forth over Stuart's asshole. It was too hot and I was moved to fuck with a vengance. I drove in and out of him mercilessly while he continued to alternately suck Stuart off and eat his ass, whimpering at each of my thrusts.
Stuart must have decided that he needed more action and bounced over behind me, inserting his dick in my ready and willing ass. I flipped Rob over to make us all more comfortable, and while the two of them held relatively still, I bounced back and forth between them, reveling in the fact that I was fucking and being fucked at the same time.
This went on for several meaty moments until Rob cried out, "I've got to get my dick into someone's ass and NOW!"
We disengaged our heaving sweaty bodies and changed positions, this time with Rob fucking me and me fucking Stuart. The ryhthm and positioning was better this time, and while I was still in the middle, it just plain felt better. We writhed and moaned and grunted as we heaved in and out of one another until I felt the first blast from Rob's cock hit the depths of my asshole. He came like nothing I've seen and began dumping huge loads of cum up my chute while I, in turn, volleyed gob after gob into the sexy cameraman's butt. We all came for some time, and moaned and groaned and yelled as we did.
Once the seed had been spilled, we fell apart, gasping for breath and dripping with cum and sweat. I pulled Stuart's ass around and began eating my cum from it, sucking and licking as I went. Rob seemed intent on copying my every move and pulled around behind me and began to ream my ass out. Soon we were all worked up again and lay on the bed, side by side, propped up at the headboard, beating out meat in unison. Without much fanfare we began pumping cum all over ourselves, flinging our dicks around and causing cum to hit each of us. When it was all over with, we lay, sticky and wet, until we fell asleep.
Some time later, I awoke to find Rob plugged deep inside Stuart and riding him wildly, shooting as he bucked back and forth. I looked around to get my bearings and my eyes fell on the camera, still set up and still running.
"Oh fuck," I yelled, pointing. The other two stopped what they were doing and followed my finger. They saw the camera and began laughing hysterically as I joined in. We laughed for some time and finally turned the damn thing off and went to sleep.
When we returned to school a week later, the three of us got together and watched the entire film. We found it arousing and quite interesting to watch both ourselves and each other in action, and the viewing room became too hot to handle. Needless to say a rescreening was in order, and we tromped out of the video technology center and to my room for a little camcorder retake!