I did as instructed, moving gingerly as I did. I thought about going to the store for more underwear and what Hank had mentioned yesterday about doing stuff for the clerk. My cock swelled, and not for the last time did I think that my cock led me on all kinds of adventures, whether I wanted to or not!
I pulled on shorts and a t-shirt. I stepped into my flip-flops and followed the similarly dressed Hank out the door and down the steps. Downstairs, Hank picked out my food. This selection was a bit different, and he said that it was to help me feel better quickly. At first I was only eating to put stuff in my stomach, but soon I realized how hungry I was, and ate what he had put in front of me with relish. He smiled as he watched me eating.
"Feeling a bit better now, I see." He reached over and rubbed my head in his brotherly manner.
I nodded my head and continued to slowly consume the meal. I was about half way through when Jared and Jim showed up at our table. Jim had a sheepish grin on his face, and so did Jared.
"How are you feeling this morning, Jim?" Hank asked, over the edge of his coffee cup just before he took a sip.
Jim looked at Jared and then turned towards us and smiled. "Great! Fantastic and wonderful!" He didn't seem as worse for wear as I was.
"Didn't you have too much to drink, as well, last night?" I asked him.
"Oh, I had plenty to drink, but I know how to handle it. I hear I got a bit wild before the end, but I am doing just great this morning!" His exuberance was not helping my feelings. I was still climbing up from the pit and he was running around the top of it.
"What happened after the game broke up?" I asked, looking from him to the still very masculine and enchanting Jared. It seemed they showed up together. Did that mean they spent the night together?
Jim smiled, looked at Jared, and then said, "I guess I was having difficulty navigating so Jared got me to his room. Did you know he doesn't have a roommate?" He grinned and looked at Jared, who smiled and nodded his head. "He undressed me and put me to bed, in the spare bed. Then he watched me to make sure I was okay."
Jim looked at Jared to see if he was going to add anything. When he didn't, Jim continued on. "This morning, when I finally woke up, Jared showed me all the IOUs of mine that he had collected." He paused again and looked at Jared. Jared shrugged and smiled.
"He wanted to know what I was going to do for him to repay the debt." His smile got broader when he continued, "I looked over at Jared's naked body and told him whatever he wanted." My cock was swelling, despite my condition, as I imagined Jared naked and sitting on a bed next to me.
Hank looked back and forth between Jim and Jared. It was so cute; Jared actually blushed! "Turns out, he had always wondered about sex with guys, but had never tried it." Jim looked at me, smiled, and continued on. "Turns out he likes it," Jim said, and looked at Jared again with a big smile.
Jared spoke for the first time, and he had to clear his throat a couple of times during his first sentence. "Jim tells me you guys also like guys, so I guess it is okay that you know." I was flabbergasted. Here was this Adonis, who could have any girl he wanted, and I figured any guy he wanted for that matter, who had never been with a guy, and Jim gets to indoctrinate him! "I mean, Jim was laying there naked all night, and I kept looking at his butt, wondering and all, when he just tells me to do whatever I want."
Jim chipped in then and said, "And he is a real natural! He was plowing my ass good and hard, like he had done it all his life!"
Jared blushed again and said, "I have, since I was 13. Girls have been letting me screw them, and practically forcing themselves on me." He smiled with just one corner of his mouth. "So I guess you could say it was good preparation for this."
"Yeah, he kept saying over and over how tight I was and how good it felt!" Jim beamed, and Jared's face went pinkish as his grin broadened. Jared nodded his head.
"After the second time, while we were kind of entwined on his bed," I saw the image in my mind, and my cock swelled again, "when he asked me if I knew any other guys on campus that were into guys. When I told him you were," he pointed at me, "he nodded and said he had thought so." That made me blush! "But he was surprised when I told him you were," he nodded to Hank. Hank just spread his hands, smiled, and nodded.
"So I told him about your photo shoots and your auctions and all." He looked from Hank to me and back. "I hope you don't mind." He looked concerned now, wondering if he had said something he shouldn't have.
Hank spoke up then. "It's not like we ever told you to keep it a secret or anything." He smiled, looked at me, and added, "Besides, I think Kyle gets off on people knowing the kinky stuff he does."
My mouth dropped open to protest, but my cock was telling me something different. I just blushed. "In fact," Hank went on, "he would probably like to show off in front of you, Jared." Hank reached under the table to my lap and squeezed my hard cock and smiled.
"I, I, ah,.." I couldn't continue. I wanted to protest, but knew deep down that I wanted to see Jared naked and wanted him to see me naked and jerking off. My cock swelled in my lap at the very thought of it.
Jared's mouth went wide as well, as if he was imagining the prospect as well. Then he smiled and said, "Well, I do have one of his IOUs from last night." I blushed deeply then, and all kinds of images of Jared naked doing things to me raced around in my head. My cock was letting me know it liked the ideas.
"And the other news," Jim gave a dramatic pause, "is that he has asked me to be his roommate!"
"More like he told me that I had a new roommate!" Jared spoke up, getting into the game. He seemed to be more at ease with the revelations Jim had made about him. Jim laughed, and patted Jared on the back.
Jared reached back with his large hand and patted Jim more vigorously on the back. "Whatever. All I know is that we are going to have some ground rules, if you are going to be my roommate." He went a bit pink again. "I mean, we are here for school and all. We can't just go at it like rabbits day and night!' I was surprised at his suggestion, and Jim's smile only grew.
"I wish!" was all that Jim could say.
Hank told Jared about some of the rules in our room and how he balanced exercise, studies, and sex. Jared looked at Jim and nodded, "I think we could set up a similar routine, and I think Jim could definitely use the exercise, as he does need to get rid of that little tummy of his."
It was Jim's turn to blush, but ever Jim, he quipped, "Any kind of exercise you can think of is fine with me. Go ahead and work my ass off!" He chuckled at his own humor.
"Well, I have to go see the RA about getting a new roommate. Then we will have to get you all moved in. He looked at Jim and smiled, "Then maybe we can work on some exercises!"
Hank laughed and said, "Well, we are off to get Kyle some more supplies for his auctions items."
He wasn't even finished before Jim said, "You said, I could come along. Is it still okay?" He looked at Jared and added, "If it is okay with you. Or do you want to go along as well? They have some kinky shit planned at the store!" I blushed, and Hank gave a small laugh.
"No, you go, if it is okay with them. I'll get the situation squared away with the RA, so that by the time you get back, you can move your stuff in." Then he looked at me and added, "Then maybe I can watch as Kyle gets the merchandise ready for auction!" He smiled, as he saw the look on my face.
Hank looked at me and said, "Well, little brother, I guess we have Jim for our trip to the store." Then he looked at Jared, "And this evening we have to go to the library to study. Maybe you two could join us there?"
Jared paused before he answered. He looked at Jim and said, "I guess. I am used to being a loner, so having one buddy, much less 3 buddies, is going to take some getting used to." Then he looked at Hank, "And what's with the little brother? I didn't think you two were related?"
Hank smiled, put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me in tight to him and said, "We aren't related, but I never had a younger brother and he never had a brother at all. It just kind of clicked; he liked it, and so did I. Right, little brother?" He released my shoulder and reached up to rub my head. I just nodded, not trusting the emotions I was feeling at this pronouncement.
Hank removed his hand and looked back at Jared. "How could you be a loner? You had to have all kinds of friends on the teams in high school, not to mention the gaggle of cheer leaders that had to follow you around."
Jared blushed again, "Yeah, I knew all the guys on the football team. I was quarterback after all. But I never got to know them very well. I never seemed to understand their inside jokes. They always seemed jealous of me because of the girls hanging around, pushing themselves on me." He paused before continuing, "So I just got used to really thinking of myself as a loner, an outsider. I really wanted a buddy that I could talk to and ask questions of and share thoughts with." He looked at Hank and then me, "A brother maybe," he smiled, and then looked at Jim, "or a roommate."
Jim's grin got broader at that.
Wow, I would have never thought that about Jared! He had a lot in common with me! Although he had never been tormented by the jocks like I had, the loneliness - that was similar. It still amazed me that, with his masculine charisma, he should be so alone. I pictured him fucking Jim for the first time and how he must have felt. The image of him naked and hard, pounding away on Jim's ass, was wild!
"Okay then, we are off to the store and little brother's shenanigans." Hank smiled as he said that, and rubbed my head again. "We'll call you when we get back." Jim was grinning from ear to ear as we headed out to Hank's car.
Hank told me to get in the back seat with Jim as he got into the driver's seat. I did as instructed, wondering what he had in mind. I didn't have long to wait to find out.
"You are going to give Jim a little lie detector test, little brother." He looked over his shoulder and continued, "Jim, push your shorts down to your ankles. Little brother, you take hold of his cock and tell me if he is telling the truth to the questions I ask." He smiled; there was nothing malicious in his tone or demeanor.
Jim smiled, undid his shorts, and pushed them down to his ankles. His cock grew quickly, as he sat there nearly naked, as Hank drove through the campus. I reached over and grasped his warm dick in my hand. It swelled as I squeezed it. I just couldn't get enough of the feel of another guy's cock. The words "Iron velvet" kept coming to mind: hard, firm, yet resilient.
He sighed and leaned back. I looked at the windows to see the students on the paths around campus. What would they think if they knew what was going on the car just a few feet away from them?
Hank started asking his questions. "Did you have too much to drink last night?" Yes, was his answer, and it was correct.
"Were you too drunk to know what you were doing?' Yes, was his answer, but his cock said differently.
I squeezed his cock, and he changed the answer. "No."
"Did you know what you were doing when you were handing out your IOUs?" Yes. Correct.
"Were you flirting with Jared?" Yes. Correct.
"Were you trying to seduce Jared?" No. Correct. That surprised me.
"But you wanted to get him into bed?" Yes. Correct.
"So you pretended to be drunker than you were, just to see if you could end up in Jared's bed?" Yes. Correct again.
"Did you think you were going to end up getting screwed by Jared?"
"Yes and no. I was hopeful." Correct answer.
"Does he have a big cock?"
"Have you seen the size of his hands and feet?" Jim smiled. His cock told me that Jared had a big cock.
"Did he let you suck it?"
"Yes, after the second time he fucked me."
"Did you cum while he was fucking you?"
"Yes!" he exclaimed, as I tightened my grip on his cock. I thought he was going to cum again.
"Nice!" Hank said, looking back over his shoulder at us, smiling.
"So you basically set out to get into his pants. Were you planning on becoming his roommate as well?"
"No, that didn't happen until after!" His cock was now leaking. I wiped up the drop with my other hand and licked it up. Yum!
"We got to talking, and I asked, and he said yes, as long as he had access to me anytime he wanted," Jim was grinning. "I think he got hooked on fucking ass!" He pumped his rod into my hand and groaned.
"I think that's enough. Don't want to completely drain him," Hank said, as we pulled into the parking lot. He parked a long way from the entrance. There were hardly any cars around.
He reached into his glove compartment and pulled out a camera. He was grinning, as he looked back over the seat. "You two are going to strip down, then stand outside the car while I get a couple of shots."
My stomach went into a knot. I looked around the parking lot to see who was nearby. Hank just chuckled, and Jim was pulling off his shirt and kicking off the shorts at his ankles. He was naked and ready.
My cock swelled as I imagined the picture. I pulled off my t-shirt and then, with shaking hands, undid my shorts and pushed them down. I was hard as I sat there, heart racing.
Hank got out of the car, closed his door, then said, "Okay guys. You can come out now."
Jim didn't need any coaxing; he was out in a flash waiting for me. As I climbed out and stood next to the car, my cock twitched and swelled. Jim closed the car door and looked from me to Hank. "Okay, arms around each other's shoulders." We moved into position and Hank took the picture. "Smile this time." We did, and he took another.
"Now hold each other's cocks." We did, and he snapped some more pictures.
"Now Jim, give Kyle's dick a little kiss." Jim knelt, took my cock in his hand, and put his lips to the tip of it. My cock jerked at the attention, and from the sensations of his warm breath.
"Now Kyle," I knew what he meant, and changed places with Jim.
"Now Kyle, look like you are fucking Jim from behind." I lined up on his crack, and felt the warmth of his body. I trembled a bit, and wondered again what it would be like to fuck him, to fuck any guy.
"Okay, great shots. Now grab your clothes, bring them out here, and you can get dressed." I opened the door and grabbed my clothes. I pulled the shorts on first and tried to get the head trapped in my waist band. As I was pulling on my t-shirt, a car pulled in nearby. My heart was thumping. What would have happened if they had been only a minute earlier? Oh shit!
Jim was dressed as well, so we grabbed our slippers and headed into the store. I was very aware of my hard cock and how little kept it from being visible to the world. It only made my cock swell more!
Hank took us to the photo area and told me to take the camera up - it was a disposable camera I now saw - and ask for one-hour processing. I looked at him aghast, but he only smiled and nodded and motioned with his hand for me to continue.
The guy at the counter asked if I wanted multiple copies and I said no. He took my name and number and filled in the form. He handed me a slip and told me to check back in an hour. Sweat trickled down my sides as I thought of him processing those pictures. Then I panicked, because I realized I had given him my real name and phone number! Shit! I started to go back and change it, but what was I going to say? I need to give you a fake name because of the contents of the pictures? Oh, fuck!
Hank was smiling as I joined him. "Your favorite clerk is here." I was feeling a bit panicky again. It was all happening so fast. A week ago, I had never had man to man sex, now I was going to be on display for a stranger. My cock swelled and told me it was excited.
Hank led me into the handicap changing room. Jim was there, smiling like the proverbial cat. I grinned nervously and looked around. There was just a wooden bench, a mirror, and the door. My breath was coming fast. I looked at Hank, who was smiling and nodding his head. It had to be okay if Hank said it was okay.
There was a knock on the door. Hank opened it, and the clerk entered with several packages of underwear and jocks. "This should be a good assortment to start with." He stood there looking at me with a big grin.
"Go ahead little brother, get out of those clothes so you can try these on." He looked at me and nodded his head again.
My hands were shaking as I pulled the t-shirt off over my head. I threw it on the seat, and then looked around as I brought my hands to the buttons on my shorts. My cock head was poking up at the waistband of my shorts. I took a deep breath, unbuttoned the shorts, and let them drop to the floor. The clerk inhaled sharply at the sight. I was hard and pointing at the ceiling.
"Nice," the clerk said, and then added, "And still shaved." He reached forward, and then drew back his hand. He looked at Hank and then at me.
"It's okay, if you want to touch it. Go ahead." Hank coaxed him on.
"Okay." He reached over and wrapped his hand around the length of my cock. I sighed, and he said, "Very nice." He moved it back and forth a bit. I began to leak. I was just too excited. The warmth of his hand was intense. I loved that sensation of being in someone's hand.
"Better try on some underwear." Hank said, and ripped open one package of the briefs. He took out a light blue pair and had me put them on. They were small, and didn't hold all of my cock in them.
"Get some pictures," Jim said. Hank handed him the camera, and Jim took some pictures. He had me sit on the bench, with my cock sticking out the left leg opening of the briefs. Then he had me bend over, with my hands on the seat, butt up in the air, and me looking back over my shoulder at him.
The clerk reached out when I stood up, and adjusted the front of the briefs, making my cock point back along the left side. The contour and size was very evident through the thin material. Jim took more pictures. Then the clerk opened a jock and handed it over for me to try on.
Hank was leaning back against one wall, smiling away as he watched all the proceedings. Jim was talking away about how he wanted me to pose, and the clerk was trying to keep his hands on my cock, balls, or ass, as much as he could.
I was definitely feeling on display as I pulled off the briefs, managing to get some precum on the front of them. I pulled on the jock, which was also too small. My cock extended above the waistband. The clerk grabbed the head and pulled up on it. I groaned and he said, "I think you need a bigger size." He had me turn around and he ran his hands over my ass. I really did feel like a piece of meat that he was inspecting.
His hand caressed the crack of my ass, and he commented, "Shaved here too. Who got to do that?" He looked around to see who was going to respond.
Jim smiled broadly and raised his hand. "Me."
Jim had me pose again for him, and he got pictures of the head of my cock sticking out of the waistband, and then had me pull it out the bottom, so it was sticking straight down.
The clerk reached down and pulled my cock further back between my legs. I had to bend over; the pressure was too great.
"Okay, I think we need to indoctrinate this jock," Hank said, and Jim smiled and nodded his head.
"Take it off and put it down on the seat. Then you can jack off over it, and shoot your spunk all over it," Hank instructed. I slipped off the jock and put it on the seat. It contrasted with the dark wood of the seat. Being on display was certainly making me horny. I wondered what the clerk was thinking, but he was smiling and keeping his eyes on my cock.
I didn't need much encouragement after that, as I wanted to cum, and I wanted to cum badly. I gripped my cock and began pumping away on it. Jim was taking pictures of me. I was lost in the fog of lust. I was stroking away at a furious pace. I closed my eyes as I felt the rush coming on. I heard a click and then, seconds later, saw through my eyelids the flash of Jim's camera. At that point, I didn't care. I just wanted to cum! And I wanted it badly.
Then the rush built and came roaring in my ears, and then took over my body, and I groaned from deep in my gut as I began to spew ropes of cum across the jock and the seat. Three, four, five blasts shot out, and when I opened my eyes, I saw them draped across the jock. I shuddered, as I squeezed the last of the milk out of my cock. The clerk's eyes were glazed as I looked over at him. He looked from the cum soaked jock to my cum slick cock and back.
Jim was squeezing the tent in front of his shorts and smiling like a demented idiot. I looked over and saw that the clerk's trousers were tented as well. Boldly, I reached over and squeezed his cock. He groaned, and his knees buckled a bit. He was thinner than I was, but it still felt hot and hard.
"Take it out," I said huskily. I was in a sex crazed state. I looked at Hank, and he was smiling and nodding his head at me. I looked at Jim, and he was smiling, snapping pictures, and unzipping his own shorts, all at the same time.
The clerk looked up at my face and saw something there, because his smile broadened. He reached down and unzipped his pants, and pulled his long thin cut cock free from his boxers. I reached in and pulled his balls out as well. They were large egg shaped balls, covered in rusty wiry hair. He laughed, as I caressed them.
Then I felt hands on my shoulders, and I sat back on the seat, with my head now directly in front of his cock. I leaned in to smell it, and licked the drop of precum off of the end of it. He sighed, and put his hands on the back of my head, egging me on.
I peered up at him as I took the head of his cock in my mouth, and his own mouth was making an "o" of awe. I swirled my tongue around the head of it. He applied more pressure to the back of my head. I opened my mouth to take more, and he pushed in, and pushed on the back of my head at the same time. My gag reflex kicked in, and I fought to pull back. When it was in a better place to manage, I began to work on the head of his cock while stroking him with my hand.
It felt so good to have a cock in my mouth, and he tasted so good! I was vaguely aware of the flashes of the camera and, at one point when I looked up and out, I thought I saw the door to our changing room open. I smiled around his cock and, in my sex induced state, thought, yeah, bring `em on. I never want to stop sucking cock.
I reached over to Jim's cock, and took it in my hand and started stroking it as I worked on the one in my mouth. I vaguely wondered where Hank was during all of this. I couldn't handle another cock right that second. But I felt a hand on my ass then. It was encouraging me to lift my butt, so I did.
I felt a finger explore around my hole, then slip inside. I moaned around the cock in my mouth and gripped Jim's cock tighter. The finger wiggled in my ass, and I wanted more! I wanted Hank in my ass, right that moment, and I wanted a cock in my mouth and a mouth on my cock. I was so lost in this sexual high, that I closed my eyes and just felt it wash over me.
When the second finger slipped inside, I moaned again, and the clerk began shooting at that point. He pulled out of my mouth and shot over my face. Then Jim started shooting as well. Both were blasting their hot juice across my face, and I wanted it all. I was pushing back on the fingers and seeing flashes of light.
My whole leg began shaking as I opened my eyes and tried to focus. I licked at the corner of my mouth and got a gob of cum that I brought in and savored. The clerk reached over and wiped cum off of my face and then fed it to me. I eagerly licked his fingers clean. Jim continued to shoot pictures.
The fingers were removed from my ass and I whined and looked around to see Hank smiling and smelling his fingers. He then lowered them and put them in my mouth, so that I licked his fingers clean of my fragrance. Once again it wasn't want I expected and was not repulsed by the taste at all. Especially since Hank was feeding them to me.
Finally, he removed the fingers and I took a deep breath. Everyone backed away from me and I tried to focus on the reality of what was going on around me. I saw two slick cocks in front of me. I looked up and the clerk was smiling, nodding his head and saying, "Nice!"
I looked at Jim. He had that shit eating grin, and a camera flashing. That brought focus. Fuck! He had just taken pictures of my shooting and sucking and everything. Oh, Fuck. I had to get those pictures from him! I felt that old familiar panic roll over me, and my heart started racing. I certainly did stupid shit when I was under the influence of sex! I looked up at Hank with worry on my face, but he was nodding his head, and had a look as if to say, "Everything will be fine. Just having some fun," or at least that's what I thought.
In fact, he was the first one to speak. "Okay, then, I guess we will take this jock and that package of briefs and one more package of briefs." He looked at the clerk, who seemed be reconnecting with reality himself.
The clerk turned towards the door and Hank said, "You might want to tuck that away and zip up before you go out there," and chuckled at the clerk's consternation as he reached down and did as instructed.
Jim was putting his cock away as well. The clerk gathered up the merchandise and left. When he left, he left the door open. As I looked up, I could see down the hallway to the entrance to the dressing room. Once again, I was on display for anyone who might walk by. Jim reached over and closed the door then, and said, "Better get some clothes on, unless you want to walk out to the car like that!" He smiled, and added, "Shall I bet you?"
I shook my head, still not ready to trust my voice. I found my shorts on the floor and pulled them on. Then I looked for my t-shirt and pulled it on. I was still in a daze, and Hank patted me on the back and asked, "Did you have fun?"
I looked at him and saw that he was sincere. I nodded my head again, my smile growing as it sank in what I had just done. Shit! I was a sex slut! And Hank was helping me do it. I then thought that I didn't like that appellation. I sobered up quickly, and wondered what the fuck I was doing, and what was I getting myself into. I had just jerked off in a public place, naked in front of a near stranger, and then sucked his cock! Shit.
I took a deep breath, and Hank patted me on the back. I felt like running, but Hank kept his arm on my shoulder. He took me out to the register, where the clerk put all the stuff in a bag, and said that it was on the house! He was beaming.
Hank thanked him, and I tried to mumble something; embarrassment was coming back. I headed towards the front door, when Hank reminded me that I had pictures to pick up. My stomach tightened again. What did the photo guy think of me now? And Hank wanted me to pick them up.
I looked at Hank, imploring him not to make me do this. He laughed and said, "Look, the guy probably won't say anything. He did probably make a copy for himself or his girlfriend, which could get him fired, so I doubt he will say anything.
"Isn't it illegal or something?" I whispered.
He laughed, "Only if you ship across the state line without a license." I wondered about the truth of that. But we were now at the photo counter.
I started to say my name to the guy - he was in his late thirties, curly unkempt hair, dark five o-clock shadow. But he held up his hand and said my name. My name, right there where everyone could hear it! Then he reached in the drawer and pulled out the package and smiled as he handed it to me. He looked at Jim, and then at Hank, and said, "You must have taken the pictures." Hank nodded his head.
"Nice eye for the pictures." He rang up the ticket, and then added, "I don't suppose you are going to try to sell those to the store for advertising?"
I nearly choked, but Hank just chuckled and shook his head. It wasn't until I opened the packet, when we were back in the car, that I realized that the name of the store was in the background of every photo Hank had taken. Now, I knew what he meant by advertising. I had to laugh at that thought.
Jim wanted to see what I was laughing about. I handed him the package. He started thumbing through them as I looked at Hank. He said, "Are you enjoying your exploration?"
I looked surprised, or something, because he continued on. "You are so new to all of this, and have so much to experience, and I want you to have it all. I want to be there when you try everything. I want to be there if you find there is something you dislike, to bring you out and keep you safe. But I want everything for you. I want you to know everything you have missed, and everything you have ever thought of wanting to try." He had such a sincere smile on his face, it made my heart melt.
I just reached up and took his hand and arm in both of my hands and squeezed. I couldn't trust my voice. "And you do so get off on being on display and being used." He smiled, and then added, "Maybe I should set up a tent and charge admission to watch you perform!"
I blushed, but my cock responded,
I thought about what he had said, and wondered why it turned me on so much; and second, I wondered what all he had in mind for me to try, and if there was going to be anything I wouldn't like. I couldn't imagine anything with him that I wouldn't like. I thought of his fingers in my ass, and wondered when I was going to get to feel his cock in my ass again! I would not have been able to imagine the circumstances as they turned out.
Thank you to all the guys that write with suggestions, comments and photos of what you think the guys look like. I do appreciate it. harryrod575@yahoo.com
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