I Like to Watch

By Sascha Meier

Published on Aug 29, 2015

Gay

I Like to Watch - Part 3

This story is a work of fiction. All characters are older then 18. They have fun having gay sex. If gay sex is not allowed in your country, you should consider moving to another one. The characters are not having save sex, please use condoms while exploring your sexuality.

"I'm gonna be using my cumdump for some personal workout tonight and you are not invited" "dirty_professor35" wrote

"I'll be there in 30 minutes" I answered

The university gymnasium was a busy place, but after 10pm nobody without a key could enter the building. I got there just in time, the door basically looked behind me.

I walked through the seated stand looking down into the big halls. Empty, just like I thought, they are probably using the smaller workout room. Walking down the small staircase I over jumped some of the stairs.

Tommy was sitting on a gymnastics bench which was in front of a wall bars. He was wearing his green shorts and a tight t-shirt with a new random number on it. Also he was wearing a leather collar with no leash attached to it and leather cuffs around his wrists and ankles. Next to him stood the professor, he was wearing a basic t-shirt and some sweatpants.

"Well hello Sascha" he greeted me

"Hey Chris, hello Tommy" I replied

"Hi Sascha" Tommy said turning his head

The professor walked over to Tommy, putting one hand on his shoulders and the other one between his legs.

"Did I allow you to speak ?" He asked Tommy while squeezing his balls

Tommy yelped and turned his head facing the ground

"Somebody told me you and Tommy got to know each other a little bit better..." Chris said while he attached one on of Tommy ankles to the bottom wall bar with a rope.

"Isn't that what you wanted from the beginning ? " I snorted at him

"Well yes, but I didn't thought it would have ended in a sleep over..." Chris laughed while he attached Tommy's other food to the bottom bar.

"Even cumdumps need some love" I winked at Chris

"I happen to think that I am treating him quiet well" He said tightening the robe around Tommy's wrist

"Of course you do" I replied

"Get up !" he barked at Tommy

The cuffs around Tommy's legs were attached to the wall bars, so he could only move his feed a few inches each. His hands were also attached to the wall bars right in front of him. Tommy tried to stand up and it was possible but he was rather squatting then standing, there was a lot of pressure on Tommy's thighs.

"Now don't move bitch" Chris grabbed some scissors and started to cut a straight line between Tommy's ass checks

"Well someone is not wearing underwear.. good boy" he said slapping Tommy's ass "Now sit"

The professor unbuttoned his sweatpants, freeing his now hard cock.

"Can you guess what is going to happen next ?" Chris said facing me, while he opened Tommy's mouth and stuffed his dick inside

"Not yet, no" I said confused

The professor fucked Tommy's face deep and hard. As a result Tommy slobbered all over his dick.

"That's it get it wet, you will be thanking me for this later" the professor said with a perverted grin

Chris pulled his dick out of Tommy's Mouth

"Get up" he barked again

While Tommy was squatting and his legs began to shake, the professor sat down on the bench. Now even Tommy realized what was going to happen.

Tommy was loosing all strength in his legs, as a result his ass was coming down slowly.

"Ohh It's okay Tommy have a seat on my dick" the professor teased him

Chris held on to his dick to keep it straight up, now Tommy's hole was touching the tip of his dick. Tommy moaned while he got impaled by the professors dick, slowly sliding inside. His hole was being spread, while he was sinking on to the professors dick, which was now halfway in.

"Don't fight it Tommy, just let me in" the professor laughed

Now it was completely inside of him

Chris garbed his chin from behind and whispered in his ear "If somebody would walk in now, they couldn't even tell whats happening. I am wearing my shorts and your still wearing your boxers. But still my cock is all the way in".

The professor pushed him up again only to have him coming down again, this went on for a few minutes.

Tommy sat down one last time and the professor started to moan. I imagined how Tommy must feel, sitting there receiving each spurt of cum, while not having a chance to move. I watched the professor's face relax while he dump his last spurt of cum inside Tommy.

The professor slipped out from under Tommy, standing up and garbing him by his hair

"Clean it, but don't slobber all over it !" he ordered him

Tommy started to lick all the remaining cum, covering the professors dick, and finished by nursing the swollen head.

Chris buttoned up his pants, grabbed him by his hair and pulled his head back and spat right in his mouth. Tommy swallowed.

"He's all yours" Chris said touching my shoulder and leaving the room

Tommy just sat there panting. It was quiet.

"Do you want to use me too ?" He asked after a few minutes

"Of course not, I'm just gonna leave you here until tomorrow, so someone else can take advantage of the situation. So see you " I walked to the door

"Noo, please, Sascha" He cried

"I am kidding" I walked back

I freed him from his messy situation

"Are you coming ?" I asked

"Well I don't have any other clothes and my ass is kinda showing..." he said scratching the ground with his foot

"No problem you can have mine" I said throwing my boxers at him

He caught them

"You do know how to put them on, right ?" I laughed

He held my boxers up to his face and sniffed them

"Seriously ?" I asked

"Just making sure they are clean" he said smiling

"Yeah right" I laughed

We took the bus, getting of at the same station as always

"Well Tommy see you soon...." I said walking away

"Sascha....." he said

"Let me guess... you wanna sleep over ?" I asked

"Yes" he said again scratching the ground with his foot

"Follow me" I said walking into the bathroom

He closed the door behind him. His shorts almost fell apart after what Chris had done to them, Tommy looked also like he was cut open, his eyes were tired and sad.

"Take of your clothes" I whispered while I unbuttoned my pants...

END OF PART 3

This part was difficult to write. English is not my first language and explaining the situation with the wall bars was challenging.

Email's and Suggestions are welcome :)

Next: Chapter 4


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