CHAPTER 2: Josh In Biology Class by Mikey
Todd's S-curved dick was heavy, thick, veiny as it had been earlier when splayed wide on his bed, I dove down on my straight roommate's dick. I glanced, and he, still holding the glass of milk, air-pumped his dick at me and grinned again. In no time, I was in a squat position, holding those hard glutes and throat-guzzling his dick. "YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS" he urged and his knees locked fast to give me better resistance and him better leverage to face fuck me. No longer reluctant, Todd got into the head job with energy and focus. Again his hands clasped my head and his hips rocketed back and forth, plunging then drawing back the fine dick I craved. We both knew what I wanted from him and was only too happy to get. Again his "YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS" filled the kitchen when the buzzer went off, announcing a visitor. Todd, tapped the top of my head, nodded to the door, finished his glass of milk, turned and headed to his room; as I rose from my squat, tried to shove down my own hardon in my clothes and made for the door. Josh Daniel stood framed in the doorway, holding an open bottle of tequila, grinning and already bulged left. The blonde focus of my lust stood there, one hand gripping the bottle, the other his crotch, his head turning back and forth scanning to make sure no one watched. He did a shake, shake, shake of his fine ass as he stepped through the doorway. Before I could speak, Josh presented the tequila bottle as atonement for his bud Todd's Cuervo-gluttony. I thanked him but declined and Josh made for the bar, sat down hard on a stool, those blonde hairy legs spread wide and that V-neck T-shirt revealing his crisp blonde curlies. Almost hesitantly, he guzzled another shot of Cuervo, stood with one foot back on the rung of the barstool, his left leg straight down and planted firmly, showing his ever-hardening crotch. From looking at me, his head turned down as he knew my focus, his hand again grabbed his crotch and urged, "finally time to get my goods bro"........................I kneeled, "Naw not out here" he advised and with tequilla bottle in hand, stepped away from the barstool and led me to my own room. I followed like the gay slut I'd been for Todd, earlier. What the fuck animal magnetism do these jocks have on me, I wondered? Then as with Todd earlier, I watched Josh's fine butt and his blonde hairy legs mesmerize me. Josh struggled to hold the bottle and get his T-shirt up and off, as he kicked off top siders and I moved to unhook his belt, tug down his baggy shorts and square cuts. His cock cantilevered up and away from his torso. The dense blonde crotch and now-sagging scrotum were more intense than the dick liquor oozing from Josh's head. "What the hell" Josh moaned as I swallowed his shaft in one deep gulp; turning my head slightly to take the curve. The dick I'd craved for so long, had innumerable JO sessions and dreamed about; there finally down my throat, where it belonged. I stayed down on him for what seemed an hour, before releasing my throat-grip on his dick and pulled back to the head. In one quick inhalation, I sucked cooler room air along his shaft and down my throat; before dropping back down to his hair and began to moan aloud, vibrating his dick and making it grow harder and flood more pre-cum. "Oh fuck, slow down bro, you bout got my load right off" Josh urged. I backed off, licked the ridge, then his slit, and slowed; giving the focus of my desire, a breather. I guided him back onto my bed, taking the bottle and set it on my nightstand. Josh's legs splayed wide, almost offering me my fantasy. I slowly raised his right leg, licked the top of his foot, then began my slow worship up his ankle, calf, knee, behind his knee, lapped his quad and into his groin; before replacing the right leg, with his left and repeating the trajectory. "Holy fuckin shit", Josh moaned. I glanced up to see his right arm behind his head and the left one across his face. His upper torso, blonde furry pits and those awesome nips and pecs, seemingly framed by light from my bedside. `Who the fuck would have thought this would EVER happen', I pondered? Again I moved to begin slowly suck the sack full of nuts, tongue them and their salty taste before swallowing Josh's dick. Again the hiss from Josh's mouth told me what I craved to hear and feel. My throat gripped his cock again and I began a slow but steady mouth pump, upppppppppppppppp then downnnnnnnnn, that I knew would lead to an amazing orgasm. How many JO sessions had Josh exploded in my throat? My suction now began in earnest, as Josh began to pump his hips in sync with my mouth. My head job focus dissolved the rest of the room into a fog until, I felt Josh's hand hold the back of my head and his face-fuck grew harder and more intense. The left hand was soon followed by his right- his tennis arm, and he gripped my head now in growing strength and eagerness. "Bout to nut bro" was all he uttered and his dick exploded rockets of cum down my insatiable gullet. I continued to drain the object of my desire, for what seemed an hour. His chest had heaved repeatedly before, during and since his orgasm. Suddenly, the room was punctuated with Josh's, "Whew" and felt his dick throb once more. I released my mouth and throat clamp, lapped his cock and crotch dry; felt his dick throb as I licked him and took the last drop of cum from his slit. "Holy shit bro, you give infuckingcredible head", he offered. "Was not my blowjob that made it great dude", I replied before turning to my bath, ran warm water and returned with a wet washcloth. He reached out, but I reserved that clean-up for myself. He propped up, shaking his head, grinned a bit before speaking, "fuck I been missin out on this all this time". He rolled to one side, propped his arm up under his head, what a fucking sight he was, laying finally in my bed.
The reverie was suddenly rocked by the bam Bam BAM on my door and Todd bellowing, "you fucks done yet"? Josh sat up quickly, reaching for his shorts, wide eyed, he almost seemed to have forgotten about Todd being there. I pulled open the door and bellowed back, "you fuck, you fuck, you set this up and set me up and now you just better keep a lid on what we three got done here tonight". Todd backed away crossing his muscled arms in front of himself as though offering his best jock-mea culpa and grinning as he did. "Naw come on bro, it's ALL good", his eyes wide and that Cheshire cat grin taking control. I was so fucking torn between having had Todd earlier then getting the man of my dreams and like a cocksucker on his first date, was nervous as all get out! "Time to fix eggs and bacon for your men" Todd announced as he swayed his pitcher arm toward the kitchen, urging me to make breakfast for all. Grabbing a towel, I butt popped his ass, he reached back, made a sizzling sound and announced he knew I loved it; touching his hard glute with one finger and waving it at me.....Actually, he was right; but that went without saying. So many thoughts as I passed him and headed for our kitchen. The two guys emerged, grinning and chattering like junior high school mates sharing a secret. "Scrambled or fried" I inquired? Being ignored, "OK, scrambled it is" I announced to the room. After quick whipping the 9 eggs remaining and starting a package of bacon in the microwave, I began our late, uh now EARLY foodfest. Todd in his shorts and Josh in his square cuts, sat at the bar watching me and again whispering between them, often punctuated with a giggle and back slap. I cut my eyes at the two a couple of times, almost asking then shunning the subject of their dialogue. "Uh one of you think you can pour some milk" I asked. Todd replied, "I gotcha milk right here" as he stood grabbing his crotch, walked to the refrigerator and pulled out the gallon of milk, then 3 glasses. "Uh no free ride" I remarked to Josh, who promptly grabbed some dishes and silverware from the cabinet and drawer, then set all up for a sort of quasi buffet service. The microwave beeped, scent of bacon filled the room and the three of us served our plates. I'd not realized how hungry I'd grown nor how hungry these 2 jocks were after a night of orgasms. I was to learn that bacon and eggs would become a mainstay for our late night/early morning adventures. But that is as it goes, another story.......................
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